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Kasey~! It's been a while since I had one of these, but here's some cute imagines/HCs for you: so my brother has a large, Bully Pitbull (like a pit bull, but larger and pretty friendly) and he's so adorable! 😖 But since he's a puppy he's not always aware of his size and how intimidating he can be, so which HQ boys do you think would be scared of a first meeting with their S/O's friendly (and scary!) dog, and who would just be ecstatic to meet him! ☺☺

I love pit-bulls, they are so damn cute and really can be the nicest dogs out there and it hurts my heart when people are horrible to them because they’re “Scary” 😭😭

This is another long answer that I am going to put up a read line separator for to keep things a bit more organized. I apologize because I did not proofread this, but I currently have one braincell and it is stuck on the thought of Iwaizumi cuddling with a doberman pinscher who used to hate him and now is as obsessed with him as he is with you 😭

Sorry for the long read, but I hope this answer is good! It was fun to write 😭

Okay, so characters I think would be scared of an intimidating looking dog:

First off, and a little bit of an unpopular head canon perhaps, but I think Kageyama may be a bit intimidated because pets didn’t like him back in high school, and when this big dog comes up, sniffs his hand and literally huffs at him, he’s worried that another animal dislikes him, however once he and the dog warm up to each other, you’d find Kageyama cuddling with him every second he’s home

I also think that Kenma would be intimidated by a big dog. He seems more of a cat person to me, relatively calm in the areas of wanting to just relax and play his games, so when he meets this big and scary looking dog, he may hide behind you a bit before finally getting slightly comfortable with the dog. I think that the two would never be best friends, though you’d come home and the dog would be sitting beside Kenma on the sofa and neither of them touch or look at each other

Imagines this— Oikawa being terrified of your big and scary dog who barks at him when he comes in the room so he hides behind you and uses you as a shield. Terrified and telling you to go make the dog stop barking at him like that. He’d deny the horror of course, meeting the dog in small increments until both of them are comfortable with the dog sniffing his hand. However, as soon as that dog licks Oikawa, he’s got this sparkle in his eye and you see this man hugging that dog every singe damn day

I can see Atsumu being a bit scared of a big dog. At first he’s so excited to see him, but then the dog growls or barks because he’s protective of his owner and this stranger came inside with you with his hand in yours, and someone touching you? Unacceptable. I think Atsumu would want to befriend the dog and be a bit heartbroken when the animal doesn’t like him immediately upon meeting him, but with time and patience, I think the dog would warm up to him and go from growling to huffing at his presence and soon the two cuddle up in your bed and snuggle on the sofa

Bokuto being scared of a big dog because it hates him— yes. Because at first he was so excited to meet him, completely ignoring your warnings that the animal doesn’t always click with strangers right away, brushing the thought off with a “He’ll love me, babe,” but once the dog does not love him, I can see Bokuto hiding behind you despite being a huge man and peeking around your shoulder every time the dog stops growling when you scold it, only for their eyes to meet and the dog to bare his teeth again and Bokuto get scared. After coddling Bokuto every time the cute puppy ignores him, one day your dog adjusts as he comes over more and even occasionally sniffs the man’s hand before letting him pet him. Though sometimes he may still growl if Bokuto moves too fast, something the excitable man is a bit prone to

I can also see Kindaichi being scared of big dogs. Despite being a pretty big guy, Kindaichi can be a bit timid occasionally and not wanting to deal with the growling dog right away, he’d just sort of back up towards the door while the dog huffs as he’s sent to his cage. It may take awhile and a lot of convincing on Kindaichi’s side to see the dog again, but the two would get closer and you’d occasionally find the dog sitting where you previously were with his head rested on Kindaichi’s leg and your shocked and deadly still boyfriend sitting there

Last one I can see being scared of a big and intimidating dog— Daishō. The second that dog growls at him, that man is hiding behind you and using you as a human shield. Much like Oikawa, he would never admit to how scared he was of the pet, but the way that dog was looking at him made Daishō feel like a snack— in a bad way. I can see it taking years, but one day the two may coexist in the same area without a growl or a scared look from Daishō

Now, for characters I think would be ecstatic to meet your grouchy pet would be:

Nishinoya for sure would be so excited to meet your dog. The pet growls at him? He could care less. Nishinoya is a hyper and energetic type of person, it’s generally hard for people and animals to not like him. Amazingly, Nishinoya might calm down a bit and slowly extend his hand to the dog after a few meetings. It wouldn’t take long after he gives the pet some cheese and a small head scratch before the two cuddle on the sofa every time that Nishinoya comes over. I can also see him dog sitting and absolutely loving it

Kyōtani hearing you have a dog and getting so excited that you can’t even believe your eyes. He would basically light up, so excited to meet this animal and just watching it growl at him. Since Kyōtani seems like the kind of guy to like intimidating looking dogs, I can see him being patient and understand it’s boundaries as well as getting really close to the dog really fast, because once the dog gets over his “Must protect my owner” moment (which Kyōtani would appreciate because he can’t always be with you and knowing you have this scary dog with a loud bark would make him feel better when you’re up late home alone) I can see the dog sensing Kyōtani is a dog-person who he can trust and relaxing on the sofa with the two of you, but even for awhile after the dog might shove him away or huff and maybe even growl if Kyōtani gets too touchy with you just because you’re his owner before you’re Kyōtani’s girlfriend after all

Iwaizumi seems to me like Kyōtani— the kind of guy who loves intimidating looking dogs with scary barks and fiercely loyal personalities who would do anything for their owners but are absolute angels and lap dogs no matter how much they weigh once you get close to them. I can also see him liking that you’re safe with this scary dog because he knows the dog would keep you safe and he also adores the dog. I can see Iwaizumi being as patient as needed with the dog and going from letting him sniff his legs and hands to gently petting his head until he growls until one day you come into the bedroom with Iwa spends the night and your dog is in your spot cuddling with your boyfriend. And then that is your life forever

Akaashi loving big and intimidating dogs— yes, please. I can see this man being so patient with the dog as long as it needs him to be before the two can coexist in peace. Doing anything and everything you say to keep the dog relaxed in his presence and not being bothered when the dog growls or even barks at him because he likes that he’s protective, even if it’s a bit overkill. Akaashi seems like a cat person to me for some reason, but I think he can appreciate a good dog and I think he would appreciate your protective and loyal dog who still to this day tries to steal Akaashi’s spot in your bed

I can also see Kuroo loving big and scary dogs because he knows once he gets close to the dog, that dog is going to be the most loving animal ever. He’s just protective of you, Kuroo can understand that, so he’s patient. He holds out a gentle hand for the dog to sniff and huff at every time he comes over until one day the dog stops growling at him and even rests his head on Kuroo’s leg

Terushima loving big dogs just seems right to me, and Terushima loving a pit bull? It feels canon. Especially if this pit bull is protective of you and keeps you safe. He would be a bit excitable, though he’d wait patiently until the dog liked him enough to where he didn’t get growled at every time he comes over. Even if they never became the best of friends, Terushima would still love your dog and walk as slow as needed and even restrict his touching around you to merely holding your hand so that the dog wouldn’t get upset

I can see Suna loving big scary dogs as well. Loud barks wouldn’t bother him and he would love to cuddle with the dog once he gets comfortable around him. Suna is a quiet and patient kind of man, so even if the dog growled and barked at him, he wouldn’t be upset or bothered. His calm nature would make the dog like him more and eventually you’d find the two asleep in your apartment when you were home from work and Suna came over

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Monster Match: Alon the Sea Krait Naga

For @lovelylittlenova​...thank you for being patient as I finished Fionnghall! (it was SO HARD keeping this SFW!)😂 Hi! Could I get a match please? Im female, 25, 59 and Bi. I am often playing video games between college classes. I love holidays and decorating. Im the scary looking but gentle type that has a soft spot for animals. 

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You walked out of class that day with a spring in your step. 

Your last final was officially over, and the winter intersession stretched before you—several glorious weeks of rest and relaxation, of sleeping in and video games and Netflix before the new semester began, and you intended on taking full advantage of every moment of freedom you could. 

You’d always loved the holidays, loved decorating your small apartment with garland and twinkling lights. There was something about snow—the magical way it would blanket everything, the way it coated the trees and hid the grime and ugly bits of the city—that made you giddy every year as you looked forward to the approaching holidays. This would be the first year you did not travel to be with family: money was tight and resources slim, and you lived clear across the country for school, but everyone understood. Weekly care packages of cookies and groceries had been steadily arriving from home, and you were determined not to be sad or lonely, although it would be hard. 

The snow was beautiful, but it also made you volunteer job an even bigger priority.

You’d started volunteering at the cat shelter the previous year, and it had quickly become one of your favorite places. Kitties that had overstayed their welcome at the city pound were scooped up by the organization where they would live until appropriate homes--foster or permanent could be arranged. Your job was to man the phones and play with the cats, three days a week, and you couldn’t have been happier with the way you’d chosen to spend that time. Now that the cold weather was here, it was even more important to find homes for the current cats, clearing space for new arrivals from the local pound.

It was the shelter where you found yourself sitting just a few hours later, a calico bundle of fluff curled up fast asleep in your lap. When the phone rang, you were unsurprised by the slightly sibilant voice on the other end.

“How did your finalsss go?” he asked sweetly, and you blushed before answering. He ran a foster house, located about two hours away, on the coast. Remotely located, he’d explained to you once before, but he’d been successful at permanently homing close to half a dozen of the cats he’d taken in over the course of the year. The first time he’d called when you’d answered, shortly after you started with the shelter, he’d seemed bashful, stammering and hissing, surprised to be talking to someone other than the no-nonsense owner.

Since then, you’d gotten to know Alon pretty well. He called at least once or twice a week, and you’d long ago dispensed with the pretext of the calls being strictly about the cats, although you always brought him up to speed on your favorites, and told him about your own cat, a little tabby, who was the reason you’d wound up at the shelter in the first place. 

“I’ll-I’ll be up there sssoon,” he blurted, as soon as you’d finished telling him about the TA who’d fallen asleep during the exam he was proctoring, his loud snores a distraction from the work until one of your peers, a spotted gnoll, had tapped him awake. “Just before the holidaysss...I’m picking up a few new buddies to take back...I hope we get a chance to meet at last.”

Your stomach tightened with nerves at the thought. You’d been told you possessed a consummate RBF, and that was from friends. People found you intimidating, even though you were a big softy, and you were much more comfortable talking to the cats you minded in the shelter than any of the people who came by to look for pets. The notion of your very enjoyable phone calls with Alon coming to an end because he found you awkward made your heart flip, and you didn’t want to concede why. 

It was hard to admit that you’d developed a crush on him, but you knew it was true—he was kind, loved cats, and he made you laugh, and even though you occasionally daydreamed about what he might look like, you didn't want anything to get in the way of the friendship you’d formed.

The days passed and you spent a fantastic amount of time burritoed in a fluffy comforter, playing video games and catching up on your streaming. Alon hadn’t mentioned visiting the shelter again, and you’d put it out of mind until the day you arrived for your scheduled shift, just two days before Christmas. You’d just hung up the phone, answering a question about blanket donations, when the shelter owner entered the room, laughing. 

Behind her moved the most striking Naga you’d ever seen, and your mouth went dry.

His impossibly long tail trailed out into the hallway—white scales banded in gleaming black, leading to a slim human torso which was currently encased in a snug, black sweater. He was finely boned, with high cheekbones and thin, bloodless lips, although they were currently pulled into a hesitant smile. 

“This is one of our volunteers,” the owner told him, before turning to you with a smile. “I’d like to introduce you to one of our most successful foster dads!”

She processed to rattle off the statistics on how many of the shelter’s cats for whom Alon had managed to successfully find forever homes, all things you knew. He was blushing, you realized, as his icy white skin splotched with faint blue. He wore a pair of square-framed black glasses, but behind them, darting to yours nervously, were the most beautiful cerulean blue eyes you’d ever seen.

“It’s nice to finally meet you,” he murmured shyly, ducking his head, before the owner led him on.

It wasn't until your shift was nearly over that you saw him again. His black hair looked glossy and long, but was currently pulled into a twist at the back of his head, and you watched, slightly hypnotized by the way his body swayed in place as he read through the medical records of the cats in the room. 

“I-I’m glad you made it up here safely. When do you head back to the coast?”

He blew out an exasperated breath as he turned. “Not for a few dayss, apparently. I don’t drive, obviously, and the transport I’d arranged doesn’t want to risk their driver getting stuck out there on Christmass, the coastal roads can get pretty icy. I understand, but I’d be lying if I sssaid I wasn’t disappointed.” He ducked his head then, cheeks spotting with blue once more. “I don’t celebrate Christmass, but I-I like the lights and decorations, the way everyone is happier. The snow on the water is beautiful...”

He broke off again, and you felt heat bloom through your chest. You’d be spending the holiday alone, he was alone...there was no reason for it, you decided.

“What about your cats?”

He shrugged gracefully. “I’ve already called a friend. She’ll come by with her kids and make sure they’re taken care of while I’m gone. She’d one of the permanent homes we found. Her family applied to three different shelters and were turned down by all three. The humans who ran them just assumed lizard people would eat the catsss. That’s why I’m so successful at placing, I find good homess outside of the traditional community.”

“We all have love to share,” you agree, your turn to blush when his blue eyes raised from behind the black frames to meet yours. “There are really nice decorations in the little town square, and my apartment is full of twinkle lights...if you’re going to be stuck here, there’s no reason why you shouldn’t have a nice, home-cooked meal.”

Alon’s smile curved up, and you wondered how soft his lips were. “That-that soundss wonderful..I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you over the past few monthsss.”

The phone rang and you turned to answer, taking a moment to compose yourself, to steady your breathing. You’d make him dinner with the loads of grocery care packages you’d been sent from home, would watch the snow softly falling on the town square as you snuggled feline balls of fluff, and you might just found out about his lips after all. 

It would be a merry Christmas, and hopefully, you thought, the start to a wonderful new year.

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Headcanon of the warlords(or the ones you want) with they childers! How many they would have, maybe some of their fears, comon routine with them. Thanks!

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Nobunaga, Ieyasu, Kennyo, Mitsunari w/ their children

Nobunaga Oda

He’s the type of dad who acts more like the kid then— well, the actual kids. Sometimes you wonder who you have to mother more, your child or your husband!

He’s playful, loving, and incredibly doting. 

You can catch him anyday just lounging in the grass with this children playing.

One will be on his lap, he’ll be supporting the kid upright so they don’t fall. Another will be playing with his hair, either braiding it or sticking little flowers in it. 

If there is a third, he’ll be watching with a close eye as they run around the open field. 

Nobunaga will want atleast three children; Two boys and one girl. 

He will train his boys to be strong men for when they’ll take over from him. His daughter will be the apple to his eye, and a most beautiful princess.

But she’ll be a bad ass too; he’s going to teach her how to defend herself. She doesn’t need her brothers help. ;)

Favorite thing to do with them is sneak into the kitchen to steal some Konpeito. Someone will be a distraction,

he’ll lift his daughter on his shoulder so she can grab the jar, then they’ll all run as fast as they can to shove their faces with candy. 

Nobunaga rarely sleeps, but when he happens to be, his children are always waking him up by jumping on top of him, 

and he can’t help but crack a grin before he grabs them and snuggles them down between you both, and relishes in his happy family. 

Ieyasu Tokugawa

Ieyasu a strict father— or at least he tries to be. But he’ll never deny his children anything.

He spoils them to no ends, especially his daughter. 

Ieyasu is really lost a first when it comes to being a father, but with your help, he starts to get the hand of it, and actually loves being a father. 

All though it doesn’t show on his face, he’s kids are always his first priority, and he’ll drop anything at hand to tend to them. 

The daily routine goes as such in the Tokugawa household;

Ieyasu wakes up to his children jumping on top of him, and he’s howling as one accidentally steps on his crotch you’re howling with laughter

he’s helping his children brush their teeth, get dressed.

He accompanies them outside to feed Wasabi. He’s gentle and soft-spoken as he shows them the proper way to feed the fawn without scaring her. 

He works a lot during the day so he doesn’t see his children often, but every so often, if you’re not working, you’ll come in to tell him what they’ve been doing to keep busy.

His daughter will bring Ieyasu little drawings during the day. He’ll act like his heart isn’t bursting,

but he’s kept them all, and a few are even hung up in his study. 

He wants his children to work to their full potential— so he’ll push them to their limit, but he’ll be encouraging them all the same, reminding them;

“Remember, you know this. I got to where I am with handwork, and so will you. 

“You know I have your back 100%” awww!

Mitsunari Ishida

Such the dotting father.

He loves to read his children bedtime stories— it his favorite part of the day; after lots of work, just laying down in the futon with his little minis on his lap,

a book in his hand, you beside him, and he can just read to them till they fall asleep. 

He’ll want one boy and one girl. 

He’ll raise his son to be a proper gentle man, and wonderful warrior though Ieyasu may beg a differ. And he’ll raise his daughter to be a proper lady, but to never take any shit from a man.

He’s not the best for fatherly advice, but he’ll always do his best. 

The day his daughter asked him how babies were made was the day Mitsunari, he just— (*´∀｀) 

Will teach his children to read, and encourage them to value their studies. he reminds them that in battle, it isn’t always physical strength that gives you the upper hand. 

His children will always be forcing him to eat different types of food. They get their fear that he doesn’t eat enough from you! and since he could never deny them a thing, he’ll eat anything without hesitation. unless it’s carrots

As a father, he can be a bit absentminded, as he is in general. In the childs first few months, he can never remember if he fed them, bathed them… changed them. 

Has definitely forgotten one of his kids somewhere. Maybe in council, or in town, and he won’t realize he’s left them behind till you ask, “Honey, where are the kids,” and poor baby is bolting. 

Kennyo

Kennyo is the helicopter parent 

cue the helicopter blades whirring as he’s staring out the window of the little shack sipping a cup of tea,

or appearing out of no where when you least expect it.

If he was in the modern day, he’d have one of those leashes you get for your kids, he’s so terrified of something happening to them. 

Kennyo probably would only want one kid. he’ll teach them to respect nature, the teachings of Buddha.

He’ll probably get them a pet at some point when they’re old enough, since he’s a sucker for animals. And chances are, it will be another cat since he wants Mike to have a friend. 

Kennyo gives his child lots of piggy backs, and lets them climb all over him whenever they want. 

He’ll be their personal jungle gym. 

Safety is everything to Kennyo, so his kid is not allowed to go more than a few feet ahead of him. They’re not allowed to touch anything until he’s fully inspected them to not be poisonous. 

God forbid they talk to strangers, they’ll get a stern talking to. 

Overall, the most loving father. He’ll do anything for his child. They’re his saving grace, besides you. 

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How to Cuddle Someone: A Guide to Snuggle Up and Feel the Love

Want to know how to cuddle someone and snuggle up with them in a way that makes them fall more in love with you? Here’s the right way to do it.

I know cuddling seems like one of the most basic things when it comes to being with someone. But if you’ve ever actually done it, it can get kind of awkward. Forgo the awkward part by learning how to cuddle someone in a way that would feel comfortable to both of you.

Once you’ve been together for a while, you’ll have go-to cuddling positions. But, if you’re newly dating or just hanging out, finding the right cuddle spot for you can take some practice.

Cuddling is so important to creating an emotional bond and connection. It releases cortisol *the feel-good hormone* and is like an extended hug. But, if you are cuddling in an uncomfortable position or are too nervous, it can make you sweat, creating a more awkward moment. 

Stop the awkward! Learn how to cuddle someone the right way, and enjoy your time in each other’s arms.

[Read: How the surprising benefits of cuddling can make your life better]

Why cuddling is so important

Most solid relationships have a certain level of intimacy. Sure, that can be sexual, but it isn’t always not does it have to be. Intimacy can be holding hands, playing footsie under the table, or putting your arm around her shoulder while you watch a movie.

Although these things seem small, those little touches mean a lot. They bring you closeness and comfort. They make you feel safe. Having that physical connection, even when it is something the girl putting her feet up on a guy’s lap matters. It brings you closer emotionally, as well as physically.

If you are nervous to cuddle someone, slowly amping up your cuddling will not only help your partner to feel loved and comforted but will help put you at ease as well. The benefits of cuddling can not only improve your anxiety and nerves but can make your time together feel so much deeper.

[Read: From crush to companion – the 12 stages of intimacy]

How to cuddle someone in a way that works for both of you

There really is no right and wrong when it comes to cuddling. It is all about what works for the two of you. A position some people may love may not work for your current partner.

Cuddling is also versatile. You can cuddle on the couch while watching a movie or in bed before sleeping or after sex. You can cuddle while you’re having a deep conversation or while you’re looking at memes on your phones.

Cuddling is not just one thing. These tips can make you feel more relaxed, cozier, and help your partner or friend feel more at ease in your arms or vice versa.

#1 Start with something simple. You do not need to be touching every arm and leg. You don’t need to be spooning to cuddle with someone. Simply putting your arm around this person while watching TV so they can lean into your shoulder shows you want this person to feel close to you. [Read: These 7 types of romantic love will bring you closer together]

#2 Share a blanket. When two people are sharing a sofa and watching a movie, it can feel stiff. You might want to cuddle but not know how to start. A great buffer is a blanket.

Grab a throw blanket and share it. That will bring you closer together naturally. Slowly you can start touching legs or putting your arm around this person.

#3 Ask them if they’re comfortable. The first time I sat down to watch a movie with my boyfriend I felt like a statue. I didn’t want to lean on him or look too comfortable too early. Then, just minutes later he asked me if I was comfortable and pulled my legs across his lap.

Not only was it clear he cared how I felt, but it was a sweet gesture that avoided a night full of awkward rearranging. [Read: How to cuddle with a girl so it leads to a sexy snuggle and sex all the time]

#4 Have fun with it. Cuddling doesn’t have to be this intensely emotional time to just sit with each other unless you want it to be. You can tickle each other or goof around until you naturally fall into a position that is comfortable for both of you. [Read: How to be better at dating and enjoy every step along the way]

#5 Be smooth. Being smooth is not for everyone. Some people thrive on their awkwardness. If you’re a guy, work your way into cuddling by putting her hair behind her ear or even telling her that the color she’s wearing looks good on her.

#6 Check-in. Cuddling does not mean you find a comfortable position and stay like that for hours. You can move and change positions. What works best is not always the most clever or natural. Sometimes things are awkward.

My boyfriend and I will be cuddling, watching a movie and his arm will fall asleep under my neck and he’ll have to pull it out awkwardly. That is okay. Sometimes when we’ve been cuddling for a while I’ll ask if he’s comfortable or if I’m crushing his arm just to check in and let him know I want to make sure he is just as comfortable as I am.

#7 Switch places. Sure, traditionally a guy holds the girl, and he would be the big spoon who supports the girl’s weight. But we’re well into two decades of a whole new century! Switch it up. My boyfriend is a foot taller than me, yet he lays on me and uses me as a pillow. It is one of my favorite ways to cuddle. Whoever is taller, bigger, or a man, does not need to be the big spoon.

#8 Let the girl lead. Just because you’re the guy doesn’t mean you must make the first move, cuddling or otherwise. You can let the girl take the lead. Maybe she grabs your hand or leans against your arm. Let her make you comfortable and take the lead.

#9 Add a pillow. As sweet and loving as cuddling can be sometimes, it just isn’t that comfortable. It depends on your body types, where you’re sitting, and more. Grab a pillow, lay it in your lap, and ask if your partner wants to put their head down.

#10 Make it snack time. Snacks and cuddles are not mutually exclusive. Grab a bowl of popcorn or even some ice cream. If you’re sharing and you’re holding it, you have to be pretty cozy for your partner to get to it. [Read: How to sweet talk a girl and make her melt into you]

#11 Pets make it easy. If you are lucky enough to have a cuddly cat or dog, have them join the cuddle session. Pets make everyone eager to cuddle. So, if you’re nervous about cuddling, just have your pet do the heavy lifting.

#12 Just go for it. Worrying too much about how to cuddle someone can drive you nuts. If you are too concerned about how you smell, if you’re sweating, or if you seem awkward, you’ll make it worse by waiting so long to go in for it.

Just take a deep breath and put your arm around your cuddle partner, pull them into your chest, or even hold their hand. If they want to cuddle even more, your partner will make it known.

[Read: The best cuddling positions that’ll make you a much better cuddler]

Learning how to cuddle someone is all about trial and error and what works for your individual comfort. There is no right or wrong way to cuddle someone as long as you are both enjoying it.

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1. Would you rather accessorize with scarves or necklaces?

Scarves,  cause I like soft stuff to snuggle and hide my face in.

2. How old were you when you first saw mountains? (Or if you haven’t seen mountains, what do you imagine they’re like?)

Smokey Mountains on a road trip... erm.. in my mid teens I guess...

3. Do you make your bed in the morning?

It a habit I recently started when we first went on lock down to help me get my day started... prior to that.. hell no as I would just be crawling back into them later.

4. What type of stories did you like as a child?

Book wise when I was little.. anything my Dad would read to me at bedtime...As a teenager it was Sci-fi, fantasy and romance and hopefully all in the same book. 

5. What was the most exhilarating experience of your life?

Hmm ...no idea so will pick some at experience at random... sailing through a sun shower in St. Thomas on one of our honeymoon excursions to see sea turtles in their natural habitat. ...

Snorkeling for the first time in the ocean..

Skiing down a winter slope when I was a kid and somehow not managing to kill myself (I suck at skiing) 

First day we brought my daughter home from the hospital.. feels surreal as I sit here to think the 5 year old softly snoring beside me was once sooooo small and it was ONLY 5 SHORT YEARS AGO.  Dude, when they say the little years go by fast.. they weren’t kidding..

Oh.. and of course walking down the isle and somehow not tripping over my feet and face planting in front of my family and friends as I was shaking like a leaf caught in a hurricane having a mild panic attack and worried I was going to fuck up somehow.

Okay, so the last one was more terrified than exhilarating but.. meh...

6. Do you agree with the concept of exotic pets?

Here in North America... if the thing was born in the wild.. it should stay in the wild...unless under the extreme circumstances of animal rescue when the animal can’t be returned to the wild..   If it was breed in captivity and is not on the endangered species list and wont eat you or rip your face off...say like a hedge hog which is oddly enough considered exotic where I am.. then its okay but only if the owner can provide a loving, healthy home.  (wolf hybrids,  tigers, ligers, and other exotic large cats are the exceptions as no one can care for them properly unless specialized training has taken place and you have like a billion acres of land for them...basically any animal that has not been domesticate over hundreds of years ... leave em alone... )

7. Describe your feelings about maths.

Necessary evil...enough said. 

8. When was the last time you finished a book?

Do audio books count? If so.. in March right before lock down.  Listened to a lot of books on my travels to and from work..   Currently I am able to actually pick up a hard copy and I am working my way through Crazy, Rich Asians.   Good book!

9. What’s a small way that you’ve been kind recently?

All the things I have done recently have just been what is expected of a normal human being with responsibilities so I cant really say.. erm.. made an extra meat loaf for my Dad so I know he is eating well... collected his beer bottles for return cause they just started excepting them again.. 

Started making my husband lunch as he was recalled to work... Do his laundry cause he usually does it for himself...

I haven’t really be out much in the world lately and as I said.. basic stuff. 

10. What new hobby/activity have you always wanted to try?

And got to the bottom and I think I fucked this up... oh well.. lmao.. so on to the questions I was supposed to answer...ooopppsss..  gonna leave the other answers above cause I spent the time to write em.. 

Oooh, and now I have to ask questions…

1. If you could go anywhere, where would you go?  

Falling Lakes aka  Plitvice Lakes National Park  in Croatia cause it looks beautiful and would be the closest thing on Earth to being in a fantasy novel..  

2. Favourite pasta shape?  

No favourite shape.. just spoon sized cause spaghetti is messy

3.What do you need to do everyday to keep your mind and body working well?

Wake up... lmao

4. First ever fandom and why? How old were you?

This is a surprisingly hard question to answer as I have loved many things over the years.. I have always loved cartoons going back as far back as I can remember and later in life comic books and anime  so will answer this by first fanfictions  and first community.... 

Well.. first fanfiction i got hooked on reading was for Sailor Moon..age..erm... high school so like maybe grade 9ish..  At that point I had always loved cartoons but Sailor Moon really sucked me in. 

First I wrote and will never see the light of day... Biker Mice From Mars and/or G.I.Joe...cant rightly remember which came first and I am a huge Snake Eyes fan.  

First posted... DBZ I believe under another name.. and ermm.. no, I wont tell. 

First community I joined... Dragon Ball Z on here in fact.. and within the last few years.   I am still a DBZ fan but I jumped the fandom community wagon and joined up with a bunch of Thundernerds and completely fell down the rabbit hole.

And I am being vague about the age for a reason.. lol   

5.Deserted beach or snazzy night club?

Beach! 100% Sand between the toes,  the sound of the water lapping up the shore.. the smell of the salt in the air.. the sun on my back and my sandals dangling from my finger tips.. ahhhh perfection. 

6. Do you find it easier to talk to people online or offline?

Online.. cause there is security in anonymity. 

7. What do you think is the aim in your life? What do you ultimately want to achieve?

Wow.. talk about a soul baring question.. lmao.. I don’t know.. to be remembered and looked back on kindly.   To be better then those before me and to not make the same mistakes.. to be a good mom to my daughter and to not fuck her up to bad. (I answered this one out of order.. meh)   

8. Coolest Thunderbird

....well this one should be an obvious answer. lol

9. What is your absolute favourite topic to talk about?

My interests.. which are vast and varied. 

10. Do you have an embarrassing story to share?

How I fucked up this questionnaire.. lol 

okay so now for questions to ask,..if I understand this right that is what i am supposed to do now... hmm

1. Favourite dessert.

2. What would you rather...fine dining or eating around a camp fire?

3.  Favourite past time outside of here?

4. If you were a video game character, who would you be? Why?

5. Flight or invisibility? 

6. In the case of a zombie apocalypse what would be your escape plan and what would you do to survive? 

7. If you could go on a road trip anywhere in the world.. where would you go and what car would you be driving? 

8. Who would be in the seat beside you? 

9.  What would you rather... watch a thunderstorm or close the blinds

10. What 10 questions would you come up with if you could ask anyone anything?  (Ya, I so cheated there mu ha ha a ha) 

Feel free to answer.. or not. Open to anybody just copy and paste the last 10 questions.. not the whole thing like I did... oops... cause that would be wrong.. Oh and if you made it all the way down here after this long ass ramble .. GOLD STAR FOR YOU!  :) 

#thundernerds #q and a #gumnut-logic #what have you gotten me into #thunderbirds fandom

[artificialqueens]

5 times Yvie surprised Brooke and the one time Brooke got him back (BrookexYvie) - Imposterzoe

AN: As requested a 5+1 with Brooke and Yvie. Thanks to albatross who gave me an actually good idea to write. Always open for prompts btw. IZ.

1.)

Brooke slumped forward, his head hitting the table.

"What's wrong Brooke?" He heard Nina ask behind him.

Not even bothering to lift his head, Brooke just groans.

"Oh you know. The unusually usual."

"What does that mean?" Nina asks nervously. Confusion swept through Brooke.

"Yvie, duh. I thought we agreed on that codename for when I'm thinking about him too much." Brooke still didn't lift his head, knowing he and Nina were alone.

"Oh right! So what about Yvie are you thinking too much about?" Brooke frowns some more. He told Nina everything. Why couldn't he remember the one topic that they spoke of the most?

"I dunno. The fact that I love him, might be distracting me. But only a lot."

Brooke can't help rolling his eyes even though Nina couldn't see him.

"You're in love with Yvie?" Nina asked stupidly.

Brooke groaned. "Yes Nina. As I could've sworn I told you a million times. Yvie is amazing and I want to be with him. But he doesn't like me."

Nina mumbled, "Oh yeah."

"We talk about this all the time. Why are you asking all these questions?"

Brooke jumps as he felt hands on his shoulders. They pull him up and before he could realize the hands were too slender to be Nina's, plump lips touch to his.

His eyes pop open and he finds himself staring into Yvie's joyful ones. Yvie releases his lips after a second and beams at him.

Brooke open and shuts his mouth like a fish out of water. "Hi Yvie," he finally squeaks stupidly.

"Hey." he purrs. They stare at each other for a second before Yvie leans forward, placing another kiss on Brooke's lips. Brooke is barely able to return the kiss before Yvie pulled back.

"You're a good kisser." Brooke squeaks again.

Yvie smirks. "You too. I wanna kiss you more later."

Then he's gone, leaving the shell shocked Brooke staring at the wall.

"Thanks Nina!" Yvie makes a point to call out as he leaves. He walks out and promptly presses his ear to the door.

"NINA!" He hears Brooke shriek and the sounds of a scuffle.

"What the fuck, Nina? Why would you do that?! I looked like an idiot!"

Brooke was currently sitting on Nina's back, irritated beyond belief. Nina raised his head from the floor to respond.

"He said if I didn't help him, he'd tell Monet I like him. And he kissed you! He likes you too, Brooke. He really does." Nina slumped back to the floor, Brooke's weight making his breath short.

Brooke bounced on Nina's back. "You better not be lying. Or I'll tell Monet for him."

Nina groaned as Brooke bounced. "Does Yvie seem like the type of person to kiss someone he knows likes him if he doesn't feel the same?"

Brooke considered this, still bouncing. "No." He finally muttered.

"Exactly. Now get off of me!" Nina commanded.

In response Brooke got off a millimeter before slamming his whole weight on Nina's back. Nina let out a yell as Brooke finally got up and darted out of the room.

Yvie snagged his arm and pulled him behind the doorway just Nina ran out of the room obviously looking for blood.

Brooke gave Yvie a grateful smile and Yvie just leaned forward to kiss him again.

Now that he was more mentally sound, Brooke kissed back. They held each other close as they kissed.

Brooke pulled back slightly, pressing a hand to Yvie's chest as he leaned for Brooke's lips again.

"This means we're together right?" he mumbled as Yvie nipped at his bottom lip.

Yvie rolled his eyes. "No duh, babe. Now will you kiss me?"

Brooke grinned as he kissed his new boyfriend. He was still gonna kill him for using Nina to trick him later.

2.)

Brooke dragged himself into his house, weeks of back to back shows exhausting him.

So the last thing he wanted to see was a tall, twig thin creature sleeping on his couch with a cat on his face.

Brooke screamed. The creature attempted to scream but choked on fur. The creature started to curse as he pushed Henry off his face.

Brooke recognised the cursing. "What the fuck, Yvie?!" he shouted.

Yvie groaned as rubbed his face. "I wanted to surprise you! Not have a goddamn heart attack."

Brooke sighed and sat down next to his lover. "Well consider me surprised."

Yvie sighed and laid his head on Brooke's lap.

"Surprise." He mumbled softly.

Brooke leans down and pecks his forehead.

"Thanks babe. But please don't surprise me anymore."

Yvie snuggled into his waist. "No promises."

3.)

Brooke collapsed on Yvie's couch. His boyfriend had to run errands but instructed Brooke to relax at his place.

He hadn't objected. The second his head hit the pillow he was out cold.

A little later Yvie walked in the house, his arms laden with groceries. As he kicked off his shoes, he noticed Brooke dead asleep on his couch. He smirked. This was perfect.

[3 hours later]

"Babe, wake up."

Brooke's eyes slowly peel open. He vaguely realized his boyfriend was leaning over his face.

"What's up?" he mumbled, scratching his cheek as he sat up. Yvie coaxed him to his feet and dragged him to the kitchen.

Brooke smelled it before he saw it. But when he saw it he couldn't help but gasp.

The room was candlelit and balloons made a trail to a small table. A still steaming dinner was there along with a present at one of the seats.

"Happy 6 month anniversary." Yvie whispered in his ear.

"I didn't know we were doing that. I didn't get you anything." Brooke mumbles.

Yvie wrapped his arms around Brooke. "It's ok. I just wanted to do something for you and the date just happened to be our anniversary."

Brooke leaned over and kissed him. "I don't deserve you."

Yvie shrugged. "You deserve the world. Now let's eat!"

4.)

Brooke felt alive as he danced. He and Yvie were recreating their "Sorry, Not Sorry," lip sync. It was fun performing with his boyfriend.

The song ended and they moved to recreate the heartwarming hug from the show. But Yvie kicked it up a notch.

When Brooke leaned in for a hug, Yvie kissed him.

The crowd exploded as they start to make out on stage. Brooke could feel his face heating up as his boyfriend slipped him the tongue.

Brooke jumped back and started to pull Yvie off stage. But Yvie wasn't giving up that easy.

He turned towards the fans with a distraught look on his face.

"I think I made Mommy mad!" He yelled out. The fans went ballistic.

Brooke blushes harder and glared at Yvie, mentally telling him to knock it off. But Yvie decided to pull one more trick.

He dropped to his knees and screamed, "Sorry Mommy! I've been naughty! Are you gonna punish me?!"

You would've thought a bomb went off the way the crowd responded. Brooke wished a bomb would fall on him right about now.

He grabbed Yvie by the waist and ran him off stage. Yvie managed to shout, "Wish me luck!" as Brooke carried him off. Well wishes followed them down the hall.

"I am going to kill you!" Brooke screamed as he shoved the door open with his hip. Yvie just laughed.

"Sorry Mommy," he teased.

Brooke hissed at him to shut up as he shoved him towards his mirror. Yvie beams up at him.

"Can we work that into that act from now on?" He begged.

Brooke considered this before sighing. "Fine."

Yvie threw his hands in the air in triumph. Brooke rolled his eyes.

"I hate you."

Yvie smirked. "No you don't. Lying is wrong Mommy."

Brooke just flipped him off and prepared for his next performance.

5.)

Brooke zooms into the backstage area but the second he opens the door, he's floored.

On his table, there was a huge, beautiful flower arrangement. Brooke had gone through a gardening phase once, so he knew the name and meaning of each flower. He gazed at the bouquet, taking in each bloom

He stroked the pink Carnations, (I will never forget you). He sniffed the Lavender, (Devotion). He smiles at the lilacs, (passion and love). But he starts to cry softly as he stares at the last type of flowers.

Red Camellia. The color was best suited for a significant other.

And it technically meant love but Brooke knew the original meaning. "My destiny is in your hands." They were Brooke's favorites.

"There's a card." Someone mumbles behind him. Everyone else was staring at the bouquet too.

Brooke forces his eyes from the flowers as he picks up the card. He starts crying as soon as he reads it.

Brooke,

You know I'm not one for sappy shit but you deserve it so I'm giving it a try. Don't you dare laugh.

You walked into drag race and I fell,

Your voice drew me out of my own mental hell.

I wished that was me kissing your face

But your love was a trophy and I won the race.

You're everything I want and need.

My hidden feelings, you freed.

I had fears about loving you at first.

But the more I kissed you, the more they dispersed.

To my heart you have the only key

If I ever lost you it would kill me

You deserve all the love in the world

And you could get it with a smile and twirl.

All the words I wrote were true

And so are these

Brooke, I love you!

-Yvie

"Do you like it?" Comes the soft whisper behind him.

Brooke turns, still crying. "Oh Yvie. I love it."

He runs forward, lifting Yvie in his arms. "I love you," he whispers in Yvie's ear.

"I love you too," came the reply.

Brooke places Yvie on the floor and kisses him hard.

A chorus of "Awww!" comes from the other queens, reminding the lovebirds they weren't alone.

Brooke sighs irritatedly but let's go of Yvie's lips. He walks around the other man and wraps his arms around his waist.

"Thank you baby," he purrs, kissing Yvie's cheek.

Yvie smiled. Brooke smiled

"So how are you guys gonna get this out of here?"

The smiles dropped.

"Did not think on that one." Yvie mumbles.

Brooke sighed. "We'll think of something."

Brooke gets Yvie back.

Brooke and Yvie are performing their lip sync again. Brooke felt too hot in his costume as he danced.

He thought about waiting until the end, when they were supposed to kiss but that would take too much time.

The song cut out in the middle and Yvie looked at Brooke in confusion. There were murmurs in the crowd too.

Brooke swallowed hard before addressing the crowd. "Can everyone quiet down please? I asked for this."

Everyone's eyes turn to Brooke, who turned to Yvie. Yvie stared at him, as confused as anyone.

Before he could lose his nerve, Brooke dropped to one knee and pulled a box out of his hidden pocket.

The whole place seemed to gasp. Half done queens walked to the wings and gasped with them.

Yvie hasn't made a sound, just staring at the box.

Brooke opened it and then Yvie gasped. The box held two rings. They both had two large intertwined gemstones. Peridot and Aquamarine.

Their birthstones.

Yvie started to cry and Brooke started to talk.

"Yvie Oddly. Jovan Bridges. You are everything I ever wanted. My life was all about being perfect and you showed me how much fun it is to be different. You taught me how to block out the haters and focus on all the fun in life. Drag Race started our story. And I want to start the next chapter with you."

Brooke took grabbed Yvie's hand and positioned a ring at the tip of his ring finger.

"Jovan Bridges. Will you marry me?"

Everyone was on the edge of their seat, waiting for Yvie's answer. Yvie wiped his eyes and smiled.

"Yes, you corny motherfucker!" he screamed.

Everyone exploded in cheers as Brooke slid the ring on Yvie's finger and jumped to his feet to kiss him.

Their fellow queens poured on stage, offering congratulations.

Brooke slid the other ring on his hand and intertwined their fingers. Yvie looked down at the rings admiring them.

"Do you like them?" Brooke whispers.

Yvie looked up and a tear trailed down his cheek.

"It's the best surprise I've gotten in a long time."

#rpdr fanfiction #imposterzoe #yvie oddly #brooke lynn hytes #fluff #nina west #concrit welcome #s11 #brooke x yvie #canon compliant

[renee-writer]

A Week In A Hotel with Lot's of Alcohol Chapter 1

SamCait Fanfic

"No, yes I know that. No! I am telling you that it is just isn't right. Yes, I can control this. Yes, I am aware of the scenes we will be doing. But I am a professional and this is just a crush. Don't even go there. I am serious. How is my Eddie? Good. I know. I miss her too. Thank you. Gotta go. Someone is knocking. Okay Donal. Love you too. Goodbye."

Cait disconnects from her best friend and official cat sitter, Donal. She is quite thankful for him. Not just anyone can watch her spoiled baby Edwina, AKA Eddie. But his insistence on talking to her about her feelings for Sam, ah but she had told him. But she had to tell someone. And he had been her go to person for years. She sighs as she hurries to the door.

"Ron wants a meeting with us, in his office, right now." Sam greets her.

"Did he say what about?" She asks as she hunts up her shoes and puts them on.

"Yes. Something about preparing for the intimate scenes."

"Get naked and pretend to have sex," she says with a nervous giggle as she follows him out," what is to prepare for?"

"Ah, it is slightly more complicated then that." He responds turning to smile at her. A smile that steals her breath and train of thought. She.quietly follows him into Ron's office.

"Okay guys. You know the sex scenes are to be more real then anything else that is currently showing on TV other then porn?"

"Yes." Sam answers as Cait nods. They sit across from him

Cait's hands twist nervously in her lap. The intimate scenes are worrisome. Pretending to have sex, even oral sex, with someone who- well it won't be easy. And now was Ron about to make it harder? She refocuses on him.

"There will be contact with your breasts and nipples Caitriona. Sam will, as Jamie, be touching and sucking on them. You will be grinding pelvises together.. You will be seeing and touching every part of each other, except your penis and vagina."

"Penis and vulva. The vagina is inside." Cait corrects as her mind spins. She knew this of course. It was made clear on the contract she had signed. But to hear it in such bald terms. While sitting beside the man she is mightly attracted to.

"Just so. Sorry. But you get my point?"

"We know all this Ron."

"Yes Sam. I do have a point. Due to the nature of the scenes we believe it would be good to have you two get to know each other better. So, we are sending you to London. First to get your hair dyed Sam and yours permed Caitriona. And then to spend a week there, in a hotel together. Same room. The intimacy of living together for a week should help you to know each other and get past some of the awkwardness of filming these scenes."

"What! You want us to share a bed?" Cait cries out.

"No. There will be two beds. Of course, if you wish to, whatever it takes."

"What would you have us do Ron? In this motel for a week?" A slightly calmer Sam asks.

"Talk. Sharw histories. Kiss. Snuggle. I want these scenes leaving the viewers feeling uncomfortable. Like they have just witnessed two real- life lovers. Whatever it takes to get in that head space. You leave tomorrow."

" Is he serious." A shaken Cait asks as they leave.

"Aye lass."

"Have you ever, I know you have filmed these type of scenes before, have you ever been asked to spend a week in a hotel with an actress to prep before?"

"No, but I have never really done these type of scenes before." She looks to him startled because she knows better. "I mean, I have but---Ron wants to rip off the last barrier, to put the viewers in the room with us. Even in the most intimate scene, there is a knowledge that the audience has that they are watching actors. What Ron wants to do is to make it so it doesn't ah feel, no doesn't look like acting."

"I see. I guess I understand just."

"I know Cait, but you can trust me." They have reached her trailer. He opens the door for her.

"I know Sam. See you tomorrow."

"Aye lass." He smiles and walks next door to his trailer. She watches him thinking," But can I trust myself."

#my writing #samcait #a meeting #shook

[promisesvt]

Nine Lives

|| Joshua Au

|| 13 Party Wishes

Genre: Fluff Angst

Word Count: 1600+

Description: Josh x Cat and no he’s not a furry 

It was another boring week, studying for finals, finishing projects, and going home to nothing but a cat. For weeks, Joshua had been nursing the poor feline as a volunteer for his scholarship hours, having to complete a certain amount in order to attend the university on their money.

He had felt completely undriven, exams taking what was left of his poor soul. For now, he had practically been living for the cat, feeling as if it would be his fault if she had passed. He had made a routine of it, waking up, showering, feeding the cat, leaving for school, coming home, ordering take-out, eating with the cat, and falling asleep as the cat curled up on the empty side of his queen sized bed.

“Menchie!” Joshua called out as he opened the door to his apartment, “I’m home.” He watched as she walked over slowly, the cat careful to not fall on her face as she made her way to Joshua, snuggling up against his shin. He bent down to pet her affectionately, smiling as the cat purred joyously.

He set down the take-out on the dining table, thinking ahead for the night as it was a Friday and most of the town would be ordering out. He walked to his room, the cat following behind as Josh undressed and changed into his home-clothes, an old shirt covered in paint, and a pair of black shorts that he would never wear out. He walked back out of his room, as did Menchie, already used to the schedule Joshua had put her on.

He walked over to the kitchen, rummaging through the cabinets for her special feed, but unfortunately finding none. He looked around, picking his phone up off the counter and checking his reminders. “Damn,” he let out exhaustedly, “I forgot to pick up your food Menchie.” Joshua spoke with a frown. Walking back to his room he threw on a pair of jeans and a white tee, rushing out and grabbing his denim jacket as he slipped on his shoes and went out the door. “I’ll be right back Menchie I swear!” Joshua called out as he ran down the hall, assuming it was her confused meowing he had heard before his door slammed shut and the electronic lock enabled itself.

He ran to the bus stop as fast as he could, hoping to catch the last bus before the lines closed. As he reached the stop, doubled over and panting for air, he realized the last bus had closed and he would have to walk the extra four blocks to the edge of town then an extra three to the business.

Joshua sighed tiredly, the heat of his breath visible in the cold winter night. He was halfway to the pet store when he heard his name being called. Looking around for the familiar voice, he spotted Soonyoung and Seokmin, two of his hyper underclassmen friends, probably getting drunk off their minds the weekend before their exams.

“JOSH! AY! How are ya’ my dude?” Soonyoung yelled from across the crosswalk, waving and yelling out to Joshua excitedly. The two boys waited for the light on the crosswalk to turn green before looking both ways and running across, practically jumping into Joshua’s arms. “Hey, so we’re throwing a party tonight at Seungcheol’s house and you seem free, so you’re coming along. No what if’s and no but’s, just asses.” Soonyoung rushed, obviously not caring to see what Joshua had even been out for and ushering him into the back of Seokmin’s parked car.

They had only been down the street of million dollar homes when Joshua heard the loud bass coming from Seungcheol’s house at the end of the block, the ginormous three story mansion looking as if a whole concert had been going on inside.

As Seokmin parked his car along the street Joshua’s eyes averted everywhere, the flashing colors catching his eyes, and the partying people running along the front of the yard with water guns completely dismissing whatever had been on his mind previously.

Joshua stepped out the car with a rush, preparing himself for whatever was inside the walls. He followed behind Soonyoung and Seokmin as they walked up the driveway, fixing his hair and putting on his people face before the french double doors opened. He felt his heartbeat match the beat of the music, his adrenaline pumping and getting excited even though he hadn’t taken a drink.

He had lost Seokmin and Soonyoung in the crowd, but he figured they had gone to replace the empty liquor bottles and open another pack of cups. He went into the kitchen, finding all the liquor alone and pouring himself a cup of vodka before closing the cap and taking a sip as if it were water.

Joshua had wandered around the house, greeting people, bobbing his head to the beat of the current song, and just enjoying his time. He had played a couple rounds of beer-pong with Seungcheol, not drinking any of it to keep up the fabricated fact that he doesn’t drink. He had found a Minghao and Chan to dance with on the makeshift dance floor, joking around and doing stupid moves for each others amusement. He had even joined the party outback and stripped down to his boxers to play in the pool with Seokmin and Seungkwan.

Hours had passed of his amusement and soon enough he ended up back in the kitchen. Surrounded by his friends, his second cup of vodka ¾ filled and having a laugh over the memories of the years of friendship. Soonyoung was halfway drunk, leaning against the counter and telling stories of their first days of college. The boys dying of laughter as Soonyoung mimicked Jeonghan’s distressed face after he pranked him by betting him to chug down a bottle of ‘Corona’ that had been replaced with olive oil.

And as the laughter died Jun turned to Joshua, Jun still extremely sober and Josh, tipsy. “Hey, Joshua, how is that cat you’ve been taking care of?” Jun asked, finally bringing Josh back to his senses and realizing why he felt like he had been forgetting something all night. His eyes went wide, slamming his cup down onto the counter as he ran out, yelling that he had to leave and snatching the keys to one of Seungcheol’s cars.

Joshua sped down the road, being careful of any pedestrians that would be insanely walking outside at one in the morning. If he were intoxicated enough he probably would’ve run the red lights, after all, literally no one else was on the road.

He reached the pet store safely, the business conveniently being a 24 hour open clinic and pets goods. As Joshua parked the car he ran in, hurrying to the cat food aisle and searching up and down the shelves to find the special feed for Menchie.

After finally finding it, he zoomed to the cashier, not even caring that he swiped his own card to pay for the cat’s expensive food and running off. He was almost out the door of the shop when he had ran into a woman, knocking him down onto his butt and the bag of food busting open and spilling over the floor both inside and outside the store doors.

“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry,” Joshua apologized first, scrambling to get the pieces of food that fell out of the bag back into it and looking for something to restrict anymore food from falling out. The girl gave him her hairband, wrapping her hands over his calmly and taking hold of the bag to tie it up for him. “Thank you so much, I’ll make sure to return it to you later,” Joshua replied, his calm self returning for a split second before taking the bag from her and running off once again.

He reached his apartment in as few as five minutes, parking the car and running up the stairs, disregarding the elevator. Joshua had finally made it to his door, mistyping the code a few times before finally getting it correct and swinging the door open to find an empty room.

“Menchie?” Josh called out, walking into the small entrance way and letting the door close behind him as he took off his shoes. “Menchie? Where are you?” He called out again as she was a bit hard of hearing. He walked inside his house, setting down her bag of food beside his cold and uneaten takeout.

He walked towards her scratching post, where she would normally be hiding in the afternoons when he came back from school, but to his dismay, she wasn’t there, not the couch, not the kitchen, not the bathroom, not his bedroom, the last place to check was the second bedroom turned office.

He slowly pushed open the door, hoping to find her laying in front of the keyboard or on the computer chair which she was forbidden to do. Joshua would have been typing an essay of some sort and Menchie would come along and climb onto the glass surface, the quiet pitter patter of her paws against the glass and her tail always knocking over his cup of pencils.

As Joshua walked into the room he found Menchie in her cat bed that she had never slept in. The closest Josh had ever seen her get to it was when he had first bought it, trapping her inside. He walked over to her slowly, not being able to not think of the fact that she might’ve passed away. As he grew closer he could hear her soft purrs, her paw twitching every once in awhile.

He fell back onto his butt, making a loud thump and scaring Menchie awake, causing her to jump up and hit her head on her bed. “Oh thank God,” Joshua gasped, his heart rate finally returning to its normal rate as Menchie walked over to Josh, curling up in his lap and falling asleep once again.

#Admin Angel #Promisesvt #13 Party Wishes #Winter Collab #seventeen #svt #17 #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen au #seventeen fanfic #svt scenarios #svt imagines #svt au #svt fanfic #17 scenarios #17 imagines #17 au #17 fanfic #Joshua Hong #hong jisoo #Joshua imagines #Joshua scenarios #joshua au #joshua fanfic #seventeen series #svt series #17 series #jisoo imagines #jisoo scenarios

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox of the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. Positivity is important 💛🌻

1.) My Family! Whether it just be on the phone calling them or actually seeing them in person they always put a huge smile on my face! We’ve definitely had our fair share of fights, but Family is Forever and I wouldn’t trade them for anything. Period.

2.) NICE WEATHER. Let me tell you nothing can ruin your day faster than waking up to see snow covering the ground and having to put on many layers of static filled clothing. It’s been good the last two days in the fifties (fahrenheit). Only having to grab a sweatshirt and some nikes is the best feeling.

3.) FriEnDs. Being surrounded by a great emotional support system. If you have friends that only bring you down, don’t be afraid to delete them out of your life. In the process of deleting them out of your life they realize how much they actually need you around as well. They will pick up their shit and actually start becoming a great friend. I can’t tell you how many people I’ve tried to cut out at the beginning of 2018 and the ones who still wanted me in their life actually began to act like friends to me and the ones who didn’t care are gone and I couldn’t be happier. 

4.) Workout. I’m far from the most athletic person I know, but just doing a quick ab workout or run with a friend/personal trainer really relieves a lot off your chest. You could be drowning in homework, work, and emotions but as soon as you put on those tennis shoes, pick a lit playlist, and get going almost nothing can stop you. The comfort of having another person there with you helps to take off some of the stress of “Am I doing this wrong?” or “Are they all watching me?” Because maybe you are doing it wrong, but that’s what your friend is there for. Y’all can laugh about it and just do as much as you can. Promise me you wont regret it!

5.) Animals!! Who doesn’t love a good time with some animals. When my last boyfriend broke up with me I found comfort through animals. How they always  snuggled up in my lap. If you can’t have a pet at the current location you reside in, then try looking up your nearest humane society. You can go to these places and apply to be a professional Cat/Dog cuddler. You get to learn about the habits that animal portrays and you can type up a description for that animal to hang on their crate. That way when people come in to look at the animals they have a better chance of being purchased and taken to a loving home. Plus it just makes you feel better about yourself knowing your helping out and making a difference! 

Thank you @meganthegeek for tagging me in this, it was a good refresher to see all the things I do have in my life that make me happy. I hope this is beneficial to anyone who reads it and that everyone is doing well. Positivity is important 💛🌻

#personal #self image #self confidence #self love #self #Happy Girl #happiness #sad #sad girl #read this #helpful

[prinanalogicality]

Kitty Anxiety

I am a huge fan of an AU where Anxiety is half cat, like a neko, so I wanted to just make a drabble piece that is all about Anxiety being a total and complete cutie kitty guy. 

Just a side note, I messed up my wrist real bad so I have a bit of a hard time typing. That being said, I’m super sorry if I don’t upload quite as often! I have several drafts, I’ll work on them as I go along, but even typing this was tough

AO3 link here.

My amazing friend @notallpotatoesarefrenchfries made super cute art of the kitty Anxiety idea!

Summary: A series of drabble-like pieces of Anxiety being half cat.

Pairing: Prinxiety-centric! Fluffy and cute stuff. Also, light background logicality!

Not even Logan can explain what happened.

One day Anxiety was as normal as the others in appearance. The next he woke up with cat ears, a tail, and an affinity for being pet, napping, and being thoroughly entertained by the movement of a pendulum or a laser pointer (to which Morality will not let that go).

“I do not see a blaring cause of the ailment, but I shall look into it. Something must have caused it,” Logan had said.

Morality finds Anxiety with cat tendencies to be adorable.

Logan finds it to be fascinating, and, though he will never admit it, quite precious.

Roman, who thought his beloved was cute to begin with, is often overwhelmed with cute by the development.

Anxiety simply wants to sleep.

The home within Thomas’s mind space is quiet, save for the sound of soft humming, purring, and the occasional hiss coming from the living room area.

Roman, sat on the sofa, looks at his lap with fondness, eyes roving over the fluffy head of hair resting on his thigh. His fingers card through said thick locks, pausing briefly to scratch behind perky cat-esque ears before moving on, repeating the process over and over. There, lying on the sofa, rests his boyfriend, the source of the purring. His eyes are closed, his face is free of makeup (Roman refused to risk foundation smearing on his immaculate trousers), revealing the healthy flush on his cheeks. He looks like an angel - but Roman knows the truth.

He bites back a grin as he pulls his hand away from his lover’s head, watching with keen interest as Anxiety almost immediately rouses from his content state, eyes opening and glaring up at him. His lips pull back in a hiss, revealing the sharp canine teeth he has.

“Stopping is a no.”

Anxiety shifts to reach up with curled fingers covered by his sleeves, his sweater paws settling on either side of Roman’s wrist. He tugs, craning his neck to convey to Roman what it is that he wants. In turn, Roman laughs, lowering his hand back to push Anxiety’s fringe from his eyes, the expression of his boyfriend melting back into content.

“I love you.”

“If you did, you wouldn’t keep stopping.”

“Are you not going to say it back?”

“It’s an understood thing.”

“How is that comfortable?”

Morality enters the living room with Logan, both eyeing the form sleeping on the back of the sofa.

“I do not believe that it would be a satisfying position for you or myself to be lying in, but his body chemistry has shifted to personify that of a human and a cat. Perhaps that could contribute to why he is pleased to lie there.” Logan responds, pushing his glasses up further on the bridge of his nose. “I do not suggest that we pause to rouse him from his rest in order to inquire about this, though. We may ask when he arises naturally.”

“Good plan. Let’s just go back to my room! We can snuggle!” Morality reaches out to grasp Logan’s hand, giggling as he pulls the intelligent trait along.

Anxiety yawns, sitting on the counter in the kitchen, sipping at his glass of milk. Morality is beside him, cooking pancakes, occasionally cracking jokes. 

“How do you make a pancake smile? You butter him up!” “Thin French pancakes give me the crepes.” “What is the best pancake topping? More pancakes!” The delighted giggles from the male bring small smiles to the morose trait’s lips, despite his urge to cringe at the dad-like comedy.

Anxiety’s ears twitch and perk up at the sound of whistling coming from another room, slowly getting louder, meaning the whistler is approaching - and he immediately knows it is Roman. He sets his mug aside and hops off of the counter, fingers already itching to cuddle up to his boyfriend (something he used to be able to control but, ever since the cat development, he has been attaching himself to Roman’s side more often). But, when Roman enters the room, Anxiety’s eyes are automatically drawn to it.

Held in Roman’s left hand is a thin black stick, about six inches in length, but what is attached to the stick is what gains Anxiety’s attention. There is a long, white fluffy material, about eighteen inches, in which every flick of Roman’s wrist causes the fluff to shift and twirl about, and all Anxiety can think about is how much he wants to catch the floof.

He reaches out for the end of the fluff, only for Roman to cruelly flick it away, expression amused. Anxiety, in turn, pouts, trying again, and again, and again. Roman simply watches, entertained, enjoying the sight of Anxiety’s pupils blown wide with interest and a childlike excitement in his movements.

No one likes this cat thing as much as Roman does.

“Did you just bite me?”

“You stopped again.”

“Anxiety? Anxiety, where are you?” Roman calls out in concern, walking down the steps to the living room. He has checked his room, the bathroom, Anxiety’s room - really, the entire upstairs, along with the living room and the kitchen downstairs. But, no matter where he looks, he cannot seem to find his boyfriend. “Anxiety, this isn’t funny, love. Where are you hiding?”

Roman is not met with a verbal answer, but instead, he sees a tail peeking out from beneath the coffee table in front of the sofa. Approaching the table, he crouches down, viewing Anxiety sleeping, curled up in the tightest ball possible, laid on a pile of carefully arranged pillows and blankets.

The sight is so adorable that Roman doesn’t even question when, why, or how. All he does is carefully scoop him up to carry him back to his room, where they can snuggle and take a cat nap together.

There is something about Roman’s voice that simply calms Anxiety. To him, Roman is home. Roman is his love, his universe, his go-to. Roman puts him at a peace he has never known, and no matter the topic - Roman could talk about the specifics of how cheese molds and Anxiety would hang on every word, taking each one in and simply basking in the glory that is his prince.

That is why Roman cannot just sit anywhere.

He sits and boom, Anxiety is there, settling on his lap. The sofa could be empty, the entirety of the bed could be available, but Anxiety craves Roman’s touch. He always has, but now, it makes his body ache when he goes without Roman’s caresses for too long.

Anxiety just loves to be close to him, to listen to him, to be reminded that he has an amazing, loving boyfriend.

Logan cannot sleep.

Roman, being Roman, had left to go on a quest two days ago, and he plans to be back the next afternoon. He made Logan and Morality aware of his trip, how long it would be, when he would be back, but he did not want them to tell Anxiety. He wanted to surprise the male with his return, and at the moment, Logan is cursing his promise to keep it a secret.

He can hear Anxiety’s lonely mewling (more like screeching) from down the hall. His door is closed, he made sure Anxiety’s door is closed, and despite the barriers, the boy’s voice just keeps carrying. Logan truly does enjoy Anxiety’s company, but Anxiety suffering from Roman withdrawals is downright unbearable. Perhaps, if Anxiety was aware of Roman’s return the next day, he would not be quite so upset.

Curse Logan’s honor.

He drinks plenty of coffee the next morning.

“Anxiety? My love, I have returned!”

Footsteps in quick succession, a bright smile, a surprised “oof!” as one is tackled to the ground.

“Darling, I was only gone a few days-”

Purring, soft mewling, gentle nuzzles.

“You know, Logan.” Roman speaks up, grinning as Anxiety perks up at the sound of his voice, looking up at him.

“Yes?” Logan hums a bit in response, looking up from his novel. Morality also turns his attention to Roman, leaning back against Logan’s chest.

“I am unsure if whether you were trying to come up with a solution for Anxiety’s current, you know, affliction. But, I do believe that it is unnecessary.”

Anxiety immediately rolls his eyes and mutters to Roman about how it actually sucks to be more tired than usual and that he hates being so easily distracted - but then Roman’s fingers deftly scratch beneath his chin and he goes quiet, the purring beginning.

Logan smiles to himself. He never had any plans to get rid of Anxiety’s cat-like qualities, nor does he plan to.

Roman smiles, kissing the crown of Anxiety’s head, lying in bed with him. “I love you, my kitten.”

#prinxiety #cat anxiety #headcanons #drabbles #mine #pure fluff #prinxiety fluff #background logicality

[geebz85]

Winter Solstice

@raythereignfans

A gift for Ash

I hope you enjoy.

Winter Solstice

 Cole snuggled down under the bed covers, his nose was freezing, but if he stuck his head under the covers he couldn't breathe properly. Why was his room so cold?! Stephanus had told him that his room was at the perfect temperature, but Stephanus was an incubus! He always ran hot.

The door to his room opened and Cole groaned, deciding he'd rather hide than be even colder with the cold air coming in through the door. Even in the middle of winter the club should not be this cold. Maybe Stephanus had forgotten to pay his electric bill? Cole thought that was unlikely as Anita probably took care of that. Or maybe the heating was broken in his room. Cole groaned again, maybe it was as simple as a window being left open.

Cole was a mix of incubus and succubus, why didn't he run hot? Even being The Bringer should bring him some warmth. A voice inside his head told him that being The Bringer wasn't to provide his human vessel with warmth. Perhaps the Unnamed One was somewhere, he brought extreme cold with him, objects got so cold that they burnt the skin, but then who had entered his room. Only Stephanus came in uninvited, not that The Unnamed One wouldn't, but he usually announced his presence.

Something crawled along Cole’s bed, making him frown. Stephanus wouldn't crawl along his bed, he was too adult for that, and it didn't feel human size anyway. Sticking his head out he came face to face with the clearest, but bluest feline eyes he had ever seen. It had an aura of superiority and Cole practically felt the need to bow down to it. The cat’s fur was jet black and it sat on his other pillow looking completely unimpressed with the sight before it, namely Cole. ‘Good Morning Mr Cat, how'd you get in here?’

‘He snuck in when I came to wake you.’ Stephanus replied from over at Coles wardrobe. Stephanus had the doors open and was perusing the choices within. To be fair, Cole didn’t have many choices or at least he didn’t when he had been living at home. Stephanus had made clear his disdain of just jeans and t-shirts and the odd shirt in case he had to dress up for anything. Stephanus had been gradually adding suits and the like the whole time Cole had been living at the club, Cole hadn’t bothered to say anything, he still wore what he more comfortable in, however Stephanus had overcome that by buying him designer clothes or handmade clothes made for the best materials, much of Cole’s clothes had been replaced with far better replicas but Cole refused to say anything about that, he knew that it irked Stephanus that Cole hadn’t bothered to mention he was wearing handpicked, handwoven  cotton and not some manmade polyester mix.

Cole pushed himself into a sitting position, his covers falling into his lap, leaving him bare chested, but still freezing. Goosebumps rose on his skin and his nipples hardened.  ‘Where did he come from?’ Cole asked as he reached for the cat and held it close, calmly ignoring the heated look he was receiving. The fur was so soft and glossy, Cole could sit and stroke the cat all day.

‘He is my Winter Solstice gift.’

‘Winter Solstice?’

‘Did your parents not celebrate it?’ Stephanus asked. ‘Its fall differently every winter.’

‘I’m not sure now that I think on it, maybe that when they went to feed.’ Cole frowned, why couldn’t he remember, surely, he would know about such things. ‘Did Anita get you him?’

Stephanus laughed. ‘No, your friend Paul has left me requiring some feline therapy.’ Stephanus began pulling out suit choices. ‘There is magic in the air tonight, I can feel it, it is a holiday that I celebrate, Anita has tried to celebrate with me, but she cannot feel nor see what I can.’ Stephanus held out a black suit with his right hand towards the bed, measuring it against Cole as if he could judge size. ‘Nope, too dark.’ Stephanus turned around and pulled out another, this one was dark grey but seemed a more casual fit. ‘Ah, this will be perfect.’ Stephanus closed the wardrobe and hung the suit on the front of the door. ‘Can you not feel the pulsing in the air? This is my favourite time of the year!’

Cole frowned. ‘No.’ The cat nuzzled him, as if sensing his disappointment, or frustration. ‘Why doesn’t Anita celebrate anyway? There’s plenty of stuff she can see or feel.’

‘That’s true.’ Stephanus replied. ‘It is more a case of that with the magic that is in the air, some paranomals’ can become quite drunk and can sometimes be dangerous, and I am not immune to such effects so I prefer her to be safe.’

‘You can get drunk on the air?’ Cole asked excitedly, this was an opportunity to get some fun time.

‘I can.’ Stephanus replied, ‘However, it much depends on how many paranormals’ are at the club at the current moment and since the club is almost empty, I doubt that will happen. Winter Solstice is also the only night of the year that I don’t have to feed, it is such a freeing feeling, to not have the hunger hanging over me.’ Stephanus placed polished shoes at the chair Cole used to dress and a pair of black socks on the tables. ‘As to you not feeling the magic, I believe that you aren't fully in tune with yourself yet.’

Cole shrugged, he doubted The Bringer celebrated such things, he didn't need the extra magic. Not only was he strong, but he had an army, what was one night of the year to him? ‘What's this beauty's name?’ Cole asked, stoking the cat, the motion soothing. Loud contented purrs rose to greet him, he could also feel the sound in the cat’s chest, it was exciting that the animal wasn’t scared of him.

‘Alric.’

Cole laughed hard. ‘Won't the King of the Elves be insulted?’

‘No, of course not. Alric is a cat worthy of such a strong regal name!’ Stephanus walked over to the bed and lifted the purring Alric away. ‘I do believe Alric himself would be quite honoured to have this majestic creature named after him.’ While holding Alric in one hand, he grabbed the rest of Cole’s covers and dragged them off the bed. ‘Now come, get dressed in that lovely suit and I will show you the surprise I have downstairs.’

‘You’ve just named him that so you can feel like you’re stroking the real Alric!!’ Cole laughed as Stephanus swept out of the room, of course stroking his cat. Climbing out of bed, Cole headed for the shower and quickly washed himself, he was excited to see what was downstairs. Stephanus wasn’t one for huge acts of grandeur, but something felt different, something felt happier and lighter and Cole was going to take advantage of them, he wasn’t going to dwell on being The Bringer, he wasn’t going to dwell on his fate, he was going to enjoy today, he was going to enjoy this moment with Stephanus and all others be damned.

 *

 Cole walked out into the hall and felt something being placed over his eyes, he panicked slightly and felt himself go to grab the material away.

‘Calm, I just want to make my surprise for all that more special, please indulge me?’ Stephanus whispered in his ear.

Cole couldn’t repress the shiver that passed thorugh his body as Stephanus’ breath brushed past his ear. ‘I-I trust you, you just took me by surprise is all.’

‘My apologies.’ Stephanus tied the blindfold around Cole’s head.

Blackness engulfed him, Cole feared this type of dark sometimes, he feared what he might find in it, or what might find him. Sometimes he had nightmares about his parents, their body parts up for sale for the highest bidder and that in the darkness it could happen to him, that he could be helpless and defenceless. The Bringer he may be, but in his dreams, he was ordinary, human even, easily killed.

Suddenly he was blinded by light and Stephanus was kissing him.

‘I am sorry, I didn’t realise how hard taking your sight from you would be.’ Stephanus stroked his hand down the side of Cole’s face. ‘Forgive me?’

‘I trust you Stephanus, I do, it’s just complete darkness, total and utter darkness, there’s just something about it.’ Coles dropped his head, upset and embarrassed.

‘For a time, I feared the dark.’ Stephanus said quietly as he took Cole’s hand and began to lead him through the club. ‘Before The Unnamed One, when I was still at my masters beck and call. I was kept in a dark basement, devoid of all light and my master took great joy in having this control over me. Every creature has something that they have that they fear lives in the darkness. Mine was him … he would turn on every light to blind me, then turn off all the lights, it was true darkness then for I couldn’t see in the light or the dark until my eyes healed.’ Stephanus gripped Cole’s hand. ‘As you know, many paranormal creatures can see in the dark, but I could not, my first memory is of him, I don’t know if I was taken as child or what, but learning to see in the dark was not a skill I learned. It is not a natural thing for my kind, we look for aura, how healthy a human is so that we may feed, but his, his was dark, tainted, evil,  so for a long time I saw nothing.’ Stephanus took a deep breath. ‘After I escaped, I saw sunlight for the first time, but I also saw it set for the first time, I didn’t know it would come back, those first few nights away from him were terrible, I feared the dark, scared of what it could bring and I was so-so hungry, I cursed this world, I cursed my master and I cursed The Unnamed One. That was the fear talking. Sometimes, in the dead of night I still hear him, but again that is the fear I once had, I became strong, I surpassed all those who step on me. I am where I am because I chose to accept my fear and overcome it.’ Stephanus stopped and looked at Cole. ‘I am sorry for doing the same thing to you, I did not think on it too much, just that I wanted to surprise you, forgive me please?’ Stephanus gave his hand another tight squeeze. ‘Don’t do something just because I ask you to. Please tell me if it scares you, we can work on it together, you are not alone.’

‘I’ll just close my eyes then, I’ll let you guide me.’ Cole gave a tentative smile. Inside he was fuming, The Bringer, not one for caring about others seemed to care for Stepahnus and he wanted to tear Stephanus’ old master to shreds, to make him suffer. That was something they could both agree on.

Stephanus flashed a brilliant white smile at him. ‘Come then.’

Cole let himself be guided through the club, he had a general idea of where he was going, it seemed that they were headed for the large banquet room that was underneath his bedroom. Cole had only ever been in it once and that was because he had gotten lost. Anita had found him and said that the banquet room was barely used, guests preferred be alone in their rooms or guest areas, different types of paranormal rarely mixed, seeming to cautious of each other. Alric had on occasion given a human celebration there, inviting guests for charity events or the press when they demanded some sort interview. Anita had showed him around the cavernous space, not that there had been much to see. There was a bar off to one side and it seemed like a music system set up in another corner, there were huge windows that let light stream in that was almost blinding. Cole wondered why there were heading there now. Stephanus had a surprise for him, but why use such a big room, especially since Cole sensed that the club was empty at this time.

‘I can hear you brain going from here.’ Stephanus laughed at him. ‘I know you can guess the general direction that we are heading.’

‘It's still going to be a surprise though. I haven't been down this way for a while.’ Cole felt his hand being released and stood stock still. He could feel a blast of cold air in front of him. What the hell had Stephanus done?

‘You may open your eyes.’ Stephanus said pushing open the double doors.

Cole slowly opened his eyes and gasped at the way the room had been overhauled. The room had been transformed with a huge amount of ice, but now that he was seeing it, he didn't feel any cold at all. The ice glistened in the sunlight from the windows, even they had been decorated, massive stained glass reliefs on them, depicting a story, it seemed familiar but he couldn't grasp it. The floor looked like glass that had snowflakes trapped inside that glittered beautifully in the sun. Around the sides stood trees, also made from ice, some were fully decorated with colourful leaves also made of ice and some were like trees from winter, bare, but beautiful in their starkness. The chandelier in the ceiling had also been decorated in ice, beautiful snow crystals hung from its edges, almost reaching the ground it was beautiful. Just inside the hanging ice crystals was a dining table, it too was covered in crystals and glisten pure silver in all the light. ‘What's all this Stephanus?’ Cole asked as tears threatened to fall.

‘It is a celebration.’ Stephanus replied. ‘Come sit.’ Stephanus led Cole to the table. ‘This is a gift to you and you alone.’

Cole sat down and stared at everything around him, it was all so awe inspiring. ‘How did you manage this?’

‘Magic.’ Stephanus smiled and began serving lunch. ‘I can manipulate certain things, ice seems calls to me and on the Winter Solstice I can do much more than I usually can.’

Cole dug into his food, it had taken all morning to move himself from the cold and that was only because Stephanus had come to get him up, he was famished. He could feel Stephanus smiling indulgently at him as if feeding Cole was a delight. Cole was only terrified that he might get some of his food down his expensive designer shirt that probably had more zeros that he could even guess.

‘This was so tasty!’ Cole exclaimed after finishing his last bite, he set his fork and knife down with a flourish and sat back with a groan. ‘As much as I loved it, I don’t think I could handle a desert right now.’

‘Come then.’ Stephanus stood up and offered his hand. ‘I shall explain to you the windows.’

Cole grasped his hand and followed him to the first window, well he assumed it was the first window since that was where it was Stephanus had gone to first. The glass relief on the first one had the silhouettes of a man and woman on opposite sides, as if they were in different places.

‘Once there was a man and woman, they were hunters, but they only hunted a certain kind of creature.’ Stephanus began. ‘It was unusual for the paths of these two hunters to cross, but that night they did and it changed many things forever.’ Stephanus moved to the next window. The man and woman were entwined with each other as if they were making love. ‘They feel in love that night, once their eyes had met, there was no breaking the connection, love at first sight. A myth for such hunters but one the found to be true, they could not deny each other, they could not step away from each other.’ Stephanus brought Cole to the third window. The man and woman were on their knees, kneeling in front of a King, his crown shining with the sun. ‘They stopped being hunters, they moved away to somewhere new, somewhere protected and somewhere safe, but to stay there, they had to ask the King of the region, they thought they would have to swear fealty, but that was not the case, all they had to do was abide by his rules and that was not harm each other or anyone else and to just live their lives.’ At the fourth window, Stephanus took a deep breath. The man and woman were standing apart, a small child holding their hands in the centre of them, their backs were turned, they seemed to be walking into the light. ‘A child was born, one that should not have happened, but the man and woman had been blessed. They loved this child more than life itself, they would ensure nothing would happen to the child.’ Stephanus looked towards Cole and then proceeded the penultimate window. This window was direr, it had the man and woman on the ground and a young person appeared to be crying over their fallen forms. ‘Safety it seemed could not last forever, evil came for them, evil came for their child, they could not defend against such power, but the child survived by chance, he was not home at the time his parents were murdered.’ Stephanus moved to the final window. In the centre stood a young man, his head shining gold as if he bore a crown, but a lot of darkness behind him, as if the darkness was coming from him, but the light was keeping it at bay, keeping it equal. ‘The child is the best of both worlds, his heart is pure, as pure as his parents wished him to be, but he has the power of his birth, the power of darkness that only he can control.’

Cole lifted his hands to his face, his tears flowing freely, he had guessed where this had been going, but for it to be confirmed, Cole couldn’t handle it.

‘It is a memorial to your parents.’ Stephanus said quietly. ‘These will be here forever; their story will never be forgotten. I have cast what magic I can to help them survive, but Alric and Nyssandra have also cast protections on them.’

‘Why?’ Cole asked.

‘Some stories need to be forgotten, some need to be forgiven and some need to be revered, your parents did what none of my kind could, they were happy.’ Stephanus gave a small smile. ‘Many of my kind fight each other, hunting grounds and the such, but your parents overcame those innate feelings and loved each other to the end.’

Cole touched the window of his image, it didn’t look like him, but he knew it was. ‘You believe I won’t fall into the darkness?’ Cole turned to face Stephanus. ‘The Bringer is strong, stronger than me, he can protect everyone.’

‘No, he can’t, his choice is to fight, not to save, he will not save your friends, he will not save this world, only you can, he gives you the strength to fight only.’

Cole lowered his head. ‘What if I follow him to the darkness and stay there?’

‘Then I believe that will be the choice you have made. For whatever reason that may be, if you follow him into the darkness, then that is where I will go, I will follow where you lead Cole. We have our own story to tell and until we’ve drawn our lasts breathes I will follow you until the end, whichever decision you make because I believe in you and the gift yours parents left you with.’

‘What did they leave me with?’ Cole asked.

‘A heart.’ Stephanus placed his hand over Cole’s heart.

Cole through his arms around Stephanus and hugged him tight. ‘Thank you.’ Cole kissed him deeply. ‘Thank you for giving me this.’

‘Come, let us dance the night away.’ Stephanus unhooked Cole’s arms and made him get into a dance hold. They swirled around the room to his parents’ favourite song.

#raythe reign gift exchange #raythereignfans

[freelydifferentpoetry]

Fourth. Blog. Ever.

So, i kinda got a little side tracked from my original 30 day plan. Life gets in the way sometimes, if you can relate to that. So I’m starting over. And todays topic is 20 facts about myself. :) 

I love stuff like this because I can admit that I love talking about myself like most people do. And I love that every time I do one of these lists, it changes. Like 20 more things have become more relative to my life now than it was before. I think the last time I made one of these lists, I was probably around 23. I’m 26 now, so lets see if i’ve gotten any more mature. :D

1. I love getting my nails done, but hate it at the same time. I just paused in the middle of typing this to clip my nails because they were too long to type even though that was a terrible idea. One nail flew off and cut me in the cheek. I love having fresh pretty nails, but I am very impatient when it comes to sitting there to get them done. I feel good being pampered, but I also feel awkward just sitting there and letting this lady do my nails like this cool thing I saw on Pinterest or Instagram and she’s probably judging how long my nails have grown out since I last got them touched up. I should probably go do that. :P

2. I own 2 kitties, and a dog. Pets are children, if you disagree with that I can’t be friends with you. I spoil them with Christmas gifts every year, and love coming home and snuggling with them. I have Oreo, who is my oldest. Shes a tabby cat. I’ve had her since I was 10 years old, and shes been a great companion all these years. She may not be the most affectionate cat, but she’s never been mean and she always knows when I’m upset and will come lay by my side. I got through many break ups because of her. Tucker, is my crazy one. He’s bipolar, very independent like cats can be, but I wouldn’t change him for the world. He’s also the most affectionate towards me, and loves to jump on my lap and rub his face all over my face. But when he’s done, he’s done. He’ll bite me and run off. My dog is Nero. Hes got such a wonderful personality. He’s goofy and ditsy, but very smart at the same time. I love the expressions dogs make, the way they smell, and the way no matter what you do or any mistakes you make, they’re there to greet you with tail wags and lots of kisses. <3

3. Current Obsessions: Sloths, Disney, Tattoos, Rainbow/mermaid/unicorn hair, Spongebob, Vanilla Caramel Iced Coffee from Dunkin, Betsey Johnson, Game of thrones, Panic at the Disco, Stranger things, Rom Coms, and Makeup.

4. I already have my dream job at 26. I’m a hairstylist and I wouldn’t change that for the world. The only thing I would say is trust your stylist when she tells you you’re not going to be platinum blonde in one visit. Hair can only lift so many levels in one sitting without falling on the floor. At my salon we say you have to be a pumpkin before you can be a princess. :)

5. I already also own my dream car, a Suburu brz. But I got rearended 4 days after I bought it, and even though no damage happened I am now terrified every time I drive it.

6. On that note, I have HORRIBLE anxiety. I worry about everything. I try to talk myself out of it, but my mind doesn’t let me. Its awful. I can think about something I said to someone months ago and worry it came across wrong. I worry more about disappointing other people than I do disappointing myself. Its crippling, i’d love to see a psychiatrist but I can’t afford that.

7. I hate anything scary. Movies, haunted houses, shows, being scared...that adrenaline rush does nothing for me but make my anxiety worse. My boyfriend has American horror story on right now and i’ll prob be having nightmares tonight.

8. I like playing video games when I can find ones I really enjoy. Spyro, crash bandicoot, kingdom hearts, and alice: madness returns are a few faves. I also still really enjoy pokemon go, but because I have no one that will play it with me I don’t play often.

9.  I have a boyfriend of almost 6 years, and I bug him almost every day to propose. We are hopefully going to buy our first home within the next few months though, and that’s exciting.

10. Celeb crush is Jared Padalecki. Obsessed. 

11. I’m about to pay off my credit card debt which is super exciting, i’ve had that shit for like almost 2 years. Hallelujah!

12. I desperately want to be healthy but I cant find the motivation to do it.

13. I still sleep with a stuffed animal, solely because the shape of them are the perfect thing to hug when I fall asleep. Currently have thumper and I fall asleep holding his paw.

14. Fried okra is my favorite food. But i could also eat mexican or italian food every day.

15. I used to dominate at Guitar Hero, but I just played it a few weeks ago and I was terrible. It really upset me.

16. I think about my future wedding all the time even though i’m not engaged yet. I can’t wait for that day to come and to start a family. I feel like my life hasn’t begun until I’m a wife and a mom. 

17. I always have to have the latest smartphones, even though I really don’t use them to their full potential.

18. I really want to spend at least 2 months travelling Europe.

19. My little brothers are my favorite people in the world. 

20. I learned it was really hard to pick 20 things about myself :)