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#it used to be just lil meow meow without the poor
fizzysound · 11 months
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I was thinking about how I'm pretty sure i used to be twitter mutuals with the ppl who coined the poor little meow meow phrase back in my army days so i went to look at my old twitter acc and?? I forgot I'd had a sasuke layout there and it kinda rocks. Strongly considering reusing it here 🤔
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the-kr8tor · 2 months
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What if R gift Blobie as a companion to Pirate! Hobie? (*/ω\*) She rescued the lil guy/abomination from the water cause "poor cute thing can't swim just like her". It was a trick. Blobie came from water, he just wanna stay in R's sweet caring hands, except now he's stuck with her sassy pirate captain xDD They have love-hate relationship but unites when R is in danger/needs help with smth -🦊
Thank you for the lovely request, foxy!! Changed it up a bit, hope you don't mind 🫶
Pairing: Pirate! Hobie Brown x fem! Reader
Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, blob the symbiote cat AU, pirate AU, fluff.
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“Hobie, look!” You raise the gooey cat shaped thing in front of him. Its little paws (or that's what you think it is) wiggles in your grasp, milky white eyes all round and happy.
The captain looks from the map, the sun making him squint, searing heat melting him and the sand in his pants making him uncomfortable. Good thing you're here on the godforsaken island that the map has brought the entire ship to its beach or he'll definitely be crankier than he already is.
With the sun behind you, a white halo of light around you, bathing you in its heavenly glow; he leans closer to see better, which the creature did not like at all. The little entity yowls, almost scratching him.
“Fuck!” He shouts, jumping away. “What is that?!”
“Bad Blobie! We don't scratch the captain.” You flip the cat-like creature in your grasp, scolding it. Blob's eyes blink slowly, head tilting, trying to decipher what you said. “that,” you flip him again to face Hobie, “is the captain, you don't—” it mewls angrily. “—hey! Listen, you don't scratch or bite the captain or anyone. Got it?”
Blobie lays limp in your hands, surrendering. Hobie watched on with a confused look, scratching the back of his neck. He loves how you're so patient with the creature but he is eternally confused as to where or how you got it. Especially that you only left him on his own for only five minutes. (he counted)
“Love,” he sees you carry it like a newborn baby. “Should you even be holding that? I don't think its a cat”
“Of course it's a cat! Look at his ears,” his ears droop slightly, a black mass in Hobie's eyes. “his fluffy tail” it swishes to the side, and he swears he saw it change shape for a second. “his cute little eyes and he meows! So Blob is definitely a cat!” you smile happily at Hobie. He's not convinced.
“Where'd you find it?”
“Right near the shore, under some rocks. He looked like he needed help and when I took a closer look, he was stuck under it so I helped.”
“That was very kind of you, scuttlebutt, but we can't keep him.” Hobie opens the map again, counting his steps on the heated sand.
“But he'll die here!” You follow closely. “And you said the ship has rats so he can help kill them. Come on, Hobie!”
“Finn is doing just fine handling those rats.”
You scoff, “are you sure about that? He was all moody yesterday, even grumbling to himself. Please?” blocking his path, you give him your best smile that you know always gets the all powerful pirate.
Blob purrs, clinging to your shirt.
Hobie huffs, “we don't need another mouth to feed, love, ‘sides, Yuri is allergic.”
“Oh…” he almost caves in with the sad look you have on your pretty face.
Sighing, he reaches towards you, bringing you closer to him without losing his place on the sand. Pressing his face closer to your temple, he kisses you gently, trying to get the pout off your lips.
“Sorry,” kiss, “we just don't have the space just yet. After we find this treasure and buy the second ship, we can come back for him, yeah?”
“He might be dead by then.” You look at him forlornly, “I'll take good care of him, promise. I'll give him my rations.”
“And let you starve—?” The ‘cat’ leaps off your arms, running quickly into the thicket.
“Blob! Wait!” You run after it, leaving Hobie in the dust.
“Y/N! Damn It” Taking a stick, he plops in into the sand to save his last position before running after you.
Dodging branches and jumping over rocks, your sudden scream lights his nerves. Breathing heavily, blunderbuss at the ready, he follows the guttering sound.
Hobie finds you kneeling on the jungle floor, frantically heading towards you, he holds you by the shoulders, checking for injuries.
“What–are you alright?” You don't respond, still looking behind him. “Love!” He shakes you, holding your face tenderly. And with that you grin widely. Raising his eyebrows, he follows your line of sight.
Blob digs rapidly, too fast for a cat or even a dog. His movements are almost blurred, sand and dirt flying everywhere; Revealing thousands of gold doubloons and jewelry.
Blob shakes himself clean, sitting down in front of you, tail curling around his legs, licking himself clean.
“Do you want to keep him now?” You say with a smile, hand tapping his cheek. “Hobie?”
“I think I love this bloke.” He exclaims, eyes wide at the shining treasure.
“More than me?” You joke, embracing his middle.
“Maybe.” He teases back, kissing your cheeks like a man starved.
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natsbaby · 1 year
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Merry Christmas
Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Summary: after being a couple for a little over 5 years, you believe its time to take the next step with your beloved
Warning: nothing!
A/N: Happy Holidays everyone! Hope you guys are having/had a great celebration either with family, friends or even by yourself <33 sorry is this story is a lil out of wack but i hope you guys still like this regardless!!! :DDD
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It’s finally that time of the year where it is socially acceptable to blast Christmas songs and to wear your collection of ugly christmas sweaters leading up to your favorite holiday of the year. You’ve always loved Christmas growing up and this year, you plan to make it extra special by finally proposing to the love of your life.. well, that is if you could actually propose.
“I’m so sorry babe but Fury just assigned a really urgent mission and I might not make it back in time for the holidays”
Now typically, you’re used to this kind of situation with your girlfriend being a very reliable member of SHIELD so its not uncommon for Fury or even Hill to assign Nat on a last minute mission. Hell, you’re normally very chill with that and just let it be but with your plans coming up and the stress of preparing your surprise, you just lost your chill.
“Oh i’m gonna kill that man” you grumble as you cross your arms and narrow your eyes at your poor victim girlfriend.
“I know baby and you have every right to get mad, but I promise to wrap it up as soon as I can okay?” She cooes softly as she wraps her arm around your waist while using her free hand to gently untangle your arms so you could hug her back without throwing a punch. “Please forgive me with this, it’s Christmas after all”
“I know thats why I’m annoyed” your eyebrows furrow even further causing Nat to smile softly at how adorable you look. “Don’t give me that smile”
“I know, sweetheart I know” she chuckles softly as she gives you a soft peck on your forehead causing your eyebrows to relax and for her smile to widen. “I’ll make it up to you, and I’ll be leaving tomorrow anyway so-“
“Tomorrow?!” You exclaim causing you to take a step back from Nat’s arms, who tightens her grip on you while giving you a warning look. “Oh that’s unfair”
“I know detka but as I said, I’ll make it up to you when I get back. So please calm down, forgive me, and enjoy our last few hours together before I’ll be gone for a week.. please?” She gives you the puppy eyed look that just melts your heart causing you to sigh in defeat and nod in agreement.
“Please make it back safe alright? I still want to have a girlfriend who’ll come back home to me without a new bullet hole on her” you mumble as you allow yourself to melt into her arms while she gives you a tender kiss on the top of your head as she laughs softly at your teasing.
“Always, baby”
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“I’m so lonely” you mumble as you sit in the middle of your living room with Liho keeping you company while you prepare your proposal for Nat. “I know I shouldn’t blame her for this but..”
The meow of response from Liho causes you to stop what you’re doing and glance over to the black cat as he looks at you.
“Yes I know even she didn’t wanna do this but-“ another meow of response causes you to roll your eyes and sigh in thought. “Yea.. she’ll be home soon anyway.. just 2 more days then she’ll be back”
The cat gets up from his very comfortable spot in front of the electronic fireplace and struts towards you, crawling onto your lap and purrs for attention. You chuckle softly as you put down the thing you were working on, and gently run your hand thru his fur. “You know for a cat, you make a lot of sense”
Liho stares at you for a moment before closing his eyes and melts onto your lap while you pet him causing you to laugh.
“Okay you lil shit, if you’re gonna stay here you might as well make yourself useful”
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To: Y/N <3
From: Natty <3___<3
Hey babe, I’m almost home and can’t wait to see you. Please dont open my gift for you yet, i’d know <3
“Oh please i’m not that crass” You roll your eyes fondly at the text message before shoving your phone back into your pocket. You clasp your hands together as you look around your masterpiece that you spent almost a month on. “Okay.. you can do this”
You hear a meow from your favorite man as Liho jumps up onto the couch and watches you pick up the ring box from the counter. “You know what to do, now come on its show time”
Nat knows deep in her heart that you’re the one for her since the moment you caught a waiter for staring at her cleavage throughout your 3rd date together and had to make sure the black eye you gave him wouldn’t cause a complaint or anything. She knew that you were someone she could see a future with, which is why she was also devastated to not celebrate Christmas with you so when she ended the mission early and could possibly make it before the day ended, she made sure to fly the jet faster than normal.
As she approaches your shared apartment, she could already hear the faint christmas music playing inside. She couldn’t help but smile as her heart warms up knowing her entire world is just right there. She unlocks the front door with her own set of keys, and enters to see your living room decorated with balloons up on the ceiling and a huge “will you marry me?” banner hanging on the wall with you dressed in the dress you wore in your first date- a black off shouldered dress that ends right below your knees with gold accents throughout the bottom half of the dress that looks like little fireworks- right in front of it with the ring in your hands.
She slowly drops her bags with her eyes glued to you and slowly walks up to you as you nervously fidget with the ring in your hands.
“I know this isn’t really how I imagined this to go but..” you trail off, gulping from the nerves before chuckling softly, something Nat learned to be your nervous tick throughout your years together.
“Before we got together, you said that love is for children and that you aren’t worthy of love because of the ledger and stuff.. I told you then that it wasn’t true and that everyone deserves a second chance” you trail off as you feel your emotions starting to bubble up your throat causing your voice to break a little only for you to clear your throat and try to get thru the speech you prepared. “I never told you this but at that moment, I promised to myself and to whoever is out there listening that I’d do anything and everything to make sure that you’d never feel unworthy of what should be the most beautiful emotion out there ever again.. you deserved to be loved by someone may it be me or someone else- though preferably me”
Nat rolls her eyes slightly at the last comment before chuckling softly. She wipes her tears with the back of her hand as she continues to listen.
“I can’t promise a perfect marriage because who are we kidding, we’re literally the two most stubborn people in this galaxy” you start as you couldn’t help but tease, allowing Nat to laugh out at the truth behind that causing you to smile. “But I can promise you to always be here, waiting for you to come home everyday and to love you with my entire being and more because while I know I dont have the power to fight bad guys, I do have the power to love you the way you deserve so.. Natalia Romanova.. will you marry me?”
“Oh sweetheart” Nat starts as she gets down on her knees in front of you so she could cup your face, wiping the tears rolling down your cheeks with the pad of her thumbs. “Yes I’ll marry you”
“Really?” You can’t help but ask as your eyes light up. Nat couldn’t help but melt at the sweet innocence you have and grins as she nods.
“Of course, I wanted to propose to you when I got home” your eyes widen at the confession as you watch Nat take out the ring from her bag and you both laugh at the possibility of having the same proposal plans. You put the ring onto her finger as she does the same to you, allowing the other to just admire the rings on your fingers.
“Gosh I love you so much Nat, Merry Christmas” you say with so much emotion that she couldn’t help but swoon at the thought of marrying someone like you. You wrap your arms around her neck as she wraps her arms around your waist, resting your forehead against hers as she gently gives you a soft peck on the lips.
“Merry Christmas detka, everything I have and everything I am is all yours”
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bhaalble · 8 months
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just want to say yr astarion meta is goated! the head writer being explicit abt it being a narrative decision from above re: good end/evil end for companions explains a lil abt why the conclusion feels two-dimensional and limited. but the fetishisation interp feels so lacking. esp given what could be his place in the meta narrative of the game - the poor little meow meow effect!! fandom fav whose behaviour is boiled down to a good/bad end rather than the journey. which is a lil disconcerting when he is arguably one of the most opportunistically fantasy racist of the partyz disclaimer: i’ve enjoyed astarion and wanted to enjoy him more, but some of discussions around him. BONKERS. cheers for putting yr thoughts out there
Thank youuu I’m glad its resonating. I really was genuinely so baffled when the fetishization read hit because. Beyond just being an incredibly simplistic read of his character and the various poor coping mechanisms he has I also felt it was completely disconnected from the actual experience of playing the game. The idea that you’re doing this only to sate some horny vampire dom fantasy is honestly, slightly batshit (no pun intended) unless you presume the reader is going in already knowing what the endings will be and the specific relationship dynamics that will inspire. The average player going in completely blind doesn’t have a lot of reason to assume “this will probably make him my sexy vampire master”. Particularly when you can ascend him without romancing him! Which in fairness to the writer: is why we don’t go off discord screenshots for literary analysis most of the time.
Genuinely I don’t have an issue with the Ascended ending being considered the “bad” ending! It’s not a good person choice to make. You’re killing 7000+ people. Even beyond that logistic concern it's very clear from the entire journey there how much Astarion’s own fear and trauma are weighing on him making this decision. You can see it most clearly when you find Sebastian. He’s suppressing a lot of horror and a lot of his empathy to focus entirely on getting back at Cazador in the most intimate way he knows how. Even if I think there’s more good that comes with it than people give it credit for its not a problem for me that this ending is canonically “the bad one” and also that most people would prefer to avoid it. Not everyone is going to be in for the toxic yaoi bullshit I have a bottomless appetite for.
My problem primarily is. Ok so I don’t particularly subscribe to the “power fantasy” view of gaming. I think its far, far more useful to understand rpg gaming as an exercise in collaborative storytelling. Players may go for outcomes they would want irl, but they are just as likely to go for what sounds interesting or makes them feel good or sound fun to play. But pretending for a moment that I do believe that worldview: Literally every choice you make in a game can be argued to sate some kind of fantasy. GOOD ending Astarion, at least from how a lot of people who are really attached to it talk about it, seems to definitely appeal to a lot of player fantasies about Fixing Someone, about taking a partner who’s devastatingly attractive and making yourself invaluable to them by virtue of being their emotional support. And there’s nothing wrong with that fantasy! There’s a reason it has its appeal. But my question then becomes: why is only one group of players being put under scrutiny then? Why do players who prefer to explore a version of Astarion who is firmly attached to his ideas of power and security have to reflect on how they view him, but players who fixate on making him a better version of himself “just doing what’s best for him”? The kind of relationship Ascended Astarion has to the player would be deeply unhealthy in real life. In real life, though, people who are deeply fixated on therapizing their partner and finding someone to “fix” can also be their own brand of toxic.
To be clear: that’s intentionally a bad faith reading. I don’t sincerely believe people who like Astarion’s good end are all secretly control freaks who want to make their partners emotionally dependent on them. I don’t even believe that’s necessarily what they want for Astarion! No matter how many “I can fix him” jokes there are I don’t actually believe trying to talk him out of Ascending is in some way taking away his agency (largely because. He doesn’t have agency. He’s lines). But why pick and choose. Why problematize one fantasy over the other, particularly when problematizing that fantasy can lead you to make some pretty severe assumptions that may not be entirely accurate.
Returning to your other point, that really is the crux of it. People understand Astarion as a flawed character, they understand him as closed off and mean and rude and selfish. But because those traits are trauma informed, they tend to push the responsibility for dealing with that onto the player character. Its our job to fix him, its our job to make him feel safe and know there’s a better way and model kindness so he knows how to show it to others. And none of those are WRONG things to do. They’re just also not necessarily things every player signed up for, and certainly not every player character. Interacting with a traumatized person doesn’t come with a binary choice of “be their full time mommy/therapist and be actively invested in solving their every problem” and “don’t give a shit about them as a person and hope they explode”. Wanting Cazador out of Astarion’s life doesn’t have to come part and parcel with wanting to wrap Astarion in a blanket. Calling him a jackass when he’s racist to gnomes or Gur or kobalds or goblins doesn’t exclude also enjoying his commentary on other matters. When I build a PC I’m building a relationship between two people with independent wants, needs, flaws, and biases. My gith sorcerer is vocal in pointing out when Astarion is being an asshole as a defense mechanism; they also will secure him pretty much any power he wants because to them that’s part of their internal directive to protect him. By contrast my human wizard tends to align more with his self-interested choices. The worm’s in our heads, there’s no time to help strays if we can’t help ourselves. But its also why they’ll eventually be the one to talk him out of ascending. Don’t we deserve some peace after all this? Don’t we deserve a chance to retire and not trade one war for another? Aren’t you sick of this place, and of him?
Anyways. You. Probably were not looking for a full-tilt essay only broadly related to your points. I just have a lot of thoughts on this guy. He’s a character I’ve been looking for in media for a very long time and its actually pretty frustrating to watch a lot of the meta in fanon be so simplistic and also, generally pretty condescending to both the character and people who want to engage with him in a way more complex than “do you want him to be a good healthy boy or a bad unhealthy boy?"
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hii <3
i indeed would like to ask for the “director’s commentary” on a particular story :))
your rambling is everything, so go wild on poor little meow meow Larissa and our favourite menace Wednesday hehe
hiiiii!!! sorry it took me a bit before my brain got less mushy and i could string coherent sentences together! i'm still very much sick though so excuse me if i ramble a bit too much lol.
okay so these two live in my brain rent free now. it started off more as a challenge? or something to be like wooo controversy, and like. how can i make this work. but even though it started that way i never intended it to be like, badly done. from the get-go i put a lot of thought into it and wanted to actually make the story as high-quality as i could in terms of character development, their relationship and all the technical aspects (you know as you are one of the betas haha, and you know how many times i tweaked things, proofread, and how many times zephyr and i went through it). like i wanted to develop it as much as one can reasonably do in 14 chapters without getting sidetracked. and that was supposed to be the gimmick, like oh some ppl are gonna think it's controversial but it is actually well done and they might still be inclined to read it if they just bothered to try! (like a naive lil disney princess i forgot this is the internet lol)
the more i got into the story, the more i adored these two and their dynamic, or rather the dynamic i created for them. i think they just work, or more like, i've made them work. ppl have accused me of being a pedophile multiple times in the last couple of weeks while i've been posting the story lol, and asked me if i ship them in the show now, which is imo just fucking ridiculous. this is a separate universe that builds on what we had, or rather should have had, in the show, a story about two grown women who are both very odd in different ways and have found love and belonging with each other. i think neither of them could do a conventional relationship in my universe, and so this makes perfect sense for them!
i love writing larissa as a poor lil meow meow. there is just something about a pathetic, lonely middle aged woman that makes my brain go brrrrrrr. and wednesday is just a delight to write. i love channeling her voice. i used to be a lot like wednesday as a teen lol, that's sorta how i talked (i had no friends lol), so channeling her is a fun blast from the past and feels very natural to write.
it was a joy to write tbh! and personally, i don't think it's like.... even that out there or particularly (hehe) controversial? it's very much a coming of age rom-com sort of thing, but make it like... Quirky and include some dark humour. the outraged reactions i got to it honestly made me wanna write actually controversial stuff lol. i tend to want to spite the haters :)) and prove my point that fiction is fiction. i am very annoyed by the whole puritan internet culture, it really fucking irks me, esp when it's enforced by the self-proclaimed weirdos and goths and whatnot, who don't know what pedophilia even is lol nor could recognise it in fiction or real life. i know i won't get my point across to people who have already made up their mind about me being the actual pedophilic devil, but i will sure have my fun! i can't wait to challenge myself again! :))
also "particular" really inspired me to write longer works!! and i learned that i am most comfortable with that sort of format. all the things i am planning in the future are multi-chapter fics and rather long! and how i prefer to do it now is to write it all in advance and then post -- that way i know i won't lose interest midway haha. i am motivated by that sweet dopamine of wanting to share my work!
so yeah, i met some lovely people bc of this story (looking at you @the-frankenman-writes, actual gem and joy and delight), i strengthened some friendships, and i think it definitely made an impact on people! i grew a lot as a writer and it pushed me to refine my skills! so all in all, i'm very happy <3
stay tuned for the last chapter!!! a christmas special! :)))
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thedemoninmywalls · 29 days
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Big ol' lore & headcanon dump
- rire likes animals
especially those gross mangy stray animals that are mostly feral and will send you to the ER
he vibes with those lil guys
animals are honest. animals only care for survival and will do anything to get it
none of this complicated emotions shit that humans do to make their lives worse
rire especially likes cats. all cats. if he could shapeshift he would be a cat all the fucking time
cool? cool okay here's the kicker
animals fucking HATE rire
they can sense his rancid vibes and run away from him
sometimes rire's victims have a cat or dog who barks or meows up a STORM when they see him
trying to warn their owner to stay away
rire just laughs because the animal is smarter than the human
beastkin/animal-adjacent creatures like ren and sano can sense his vibes but strade can't IN CONCLUSION rire is soft for animals but no one knows it because no animal ever gets that close to him lmao he's a lil sad that he can't pet soft fur but not sad enough to do anything about it - rire haaaaaates his job. Being a demon king is not nearly as fun as it sounds. He has to actually govern and stuff
The bureaucracy is impossibly boring
The only fun thing is now and then he has to squash rebellions
Rire is unhappy with his lot and takes it out on everyone else, particularly those weaker than him
Unfortunately he can't quit his job if he wants to maintain his power
And he's devoted to keeping his power
He worked really hard to get that power, climbing up the demon hierarchy Luckily tossing around unlucky humans is a good way to blow off steam after a long stressful day - rire very rarely gives praise or affection, so aro gets very desperate to please him over time
Usually he's very degrading, and forces her to degrade herself until she cries He's just. Horrible and abusive
So the rare moments when Rire is affectionate and praising are treasured and precious in Aro's mind. He knows this of course, and uses it to his advantage
No hugs without sexual favors. Want a kiss? Suck on this for me first. Beg for attention. Show me what a good pet you are - one time, rire agrees to show aro what his work is like in hell and give them a tour BUT he just chains her up under his desk to "help" while he's working and maybe also let his coworkers use her too all the demons get a turn with the office toy - Rire is not very physically affectionate, he doesn't really do hugs or cuddles
But damn if his tentacles don't have a way of ending up everywhere
Any space he inhabits for a period of time is gonna end up having that black ichor stuff all over it, poor Aro has a time of cleaning it up so her family doesn't see - Since Rire has feeling in his tentacles he likes when his pets hump them or suck on them
And of course a tentacle will often slip in between their legs or into their butt
Rire is very rough on his toys and very annoying about aftercare. Sometimes he will just leave when he's done, sometimes he gives massages and pets, it depends on his mood and how busy he is - I'm tryna think of times where Rire would be genuinely nice to Aro and I think it would usually be when he feels like doing aftercare
She's quite cuddly and likes just being held
He just holds and pets her for a while
Besides that, he knows what she likes and sometimes makes efforts to please her sexually
Rire never ever calls her by her name, he calls her 'little pet'
Hnnnnngh losing my mind thinking about Rire being soft n gentle with Aro
She likes being physically close to him, not just his tentacles
Tiny tiny consolation for the rest of the bullshit he puts her through Normally he pushes her away when she wants a hug so it's a real treat when he allows her to get close enough - The tentacles don't feel good, they have a slimy sort of texture
Aro hates them and begs Rire to let her handle his dick instead
He doesn't care what she wants, but he likes her begging~ The thing about aro is that verbally she is very snarky and rebellious and puts up a fight, but the second Rire threatens her with physical violence, she folds immediately.
She's too afraid to really stand up to him and makes bad jokes to hide her fear She could probably get an exorcist or someone to help get rid of him, but she's too afraid that he'll hurt her family - Thinkin about how Aro is mildly touch starved so when Rire finally lets her hug or cuddle she absolutely clings to him - Rire calling Aro pup or puppy,,, - Rire has to put actual work into making his appearance as attractive as it is, if he's not actively concentrating on it he starts to fall apart a little. hair gets greasy, muscles soften, ichor leaking everywhere, etc. this happens when he's in a Mood and it startles aro when she first sees it. he always keeps his image up in front of people bc he hates showing weakness, but he starts to relax around aro bc he has no choice - Aro learns that Rire has a first name (Lucien) that he never uses and she immediately starts using it just to annoy him. When she's upset she says "LUCIEN RIRE" and it bothers the hell out of him
He gets revenge by using her mouth for more pleasurable things - thinking about Rire fucking Aro while she's sleeping. She wakes up in the morning to find new bruises that she doesn't remember and cum leaking out of her Special kind of fear that comes from not knowing what he did to her while she was unconscious - One time they went on a date
Like a real date, to a fancy restaurant
Like a normal couple
Of course there was nothing normal about it because Rire was touching Aro under the table the whole time and daring her to moan and embarrass herself
She decided being with him in public was worse than in private
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fairy-pd · 2 years
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Asa Emory but he's not that bad
GN reader, sort of a crack fic cus I cant take his avocado mask seriously, sfw but really dumb lmao
notes: i wanna simp for the bug man without feeling guilty so Im gonna deviate from the 2009 and 2012 cannon slightly and defend this version of him till I die. Picture Juan Fernandez's Asa cus that's who Im talking about muah muah goodnight
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So in my head, Mr. Cockroach is just a silly little nerd. A goofy fella with social anxiety. He is the definition of a poor little meow meow- smart but pathetic, a self absorbed mess
Picture a pinscher with a cold. That's him
He has managed to get himself to pretend he's somewhat well adjusted, but even tho he can make small talk, buy groceries and order pizza from time to time he still comes off as cagey and awkward
Definitely kept dead bugs in jars in his room as a kid, did not expect them to rot, learned nothing from this experience and still does it
Which means he smells bad. But purposefully now
I think Asa identifies as a bug tbh, but not literally
He loves humans like you maybe love cars, or art.
He doesn't relate to people. He doesn't get what's like to be one. But he loves us so much, he admires us so much, like you admire a vintage Lamborghini in perfect conditions.
He loves us from afar, like an admirer, an outside observer, wanting to learn everything about us because he doesn't understand but loves how strangely endearing we are, like the entomologist he is. Its almost like a fetish, but not sexual- objetification meets cold adoration in the hands of a scientist
This is specially noticeable (like another poster said) when we see various scenes where he's gently craddling his victim's faces or taking "care" of them. He looks at them in awe, like he could (cus he really could) break them, he wants to see them break to learn one more thing about them
He sees his victims not as people, not as complex universes, not as concepts, but as animals. He understands you have a life and opinions and friends, but he compartmentalizes these as normal behavior for your species
He cannot physically take his headphones off during the day cus it's so fucken noimsy outside and it hurts his ears
He likes to listen to anything repetitive and loud, nothing with discernible lyrics
His house looks like one of those ikea display rooms, except it smells faintly like formaldehyde and rot
He has a massive sweet tooth
He has a love for psychology, human anatomy and thanatology
Actually any field of knowledge that could explain human behavior is fair game to him
He absolutely hates spending money in "unnecessary" things, which is why he has plenty of diy projects around his place
He doesn't really have an opinion of people or of himself. He isn't one to judge, to classify people into groups. He thinks we're all fascinating, and he spends a lot more time trying to teach himself things about us than thinking about his own life
He doesn't have an internal voice inside his head
Absolutely has a God complex, but more in a "I Cannot Relate To Any Of My Beloved Creechures" than "my milkshake is better than yours"
Has a degree in entomology, and chose to become a certified bug serial killer cus seriously,,,,ppl will just give their house keys to a stranger for days????? how could he not take advantage of that????
100% a virgin. Does not have any interest in romance or sex, does not understand most people's need for it, could not feel more uncomfortable than when his victims offer to "help him" in exchange for their freedom
Never had any friends
Was raised by his extended family who sent him off to college as soon as they could
His favorite place in the whole wide world are cemeteries (silent, and he can spend time with his beloved lil humans as much as he wants)
Never takes anything personally and is completely unfazed by morality. Again, whenever anything happens he just sees it as part of the behavior of this particular species, like he isnt an active participant in the world, just a bystander
Hates pillows. His bed is as firm as a wooden table (might actually be one), only wears blankets when its absolutely freezing and he has no other choice
Walks around either on all fours or on his tiptoes
He doesn't? really? get? why people hate his trunks so much. He finds small spaces quite soothing and attributes his victim's screams to panic or anxiety of being caught, not also cus they're yk stuck in a tiny box with no chance of getting out
He has quite a few "animalistic" quirks, like the growling and purring thing. Some come naturally, some he picked up from his early subjects when he was a student
Knows how to crochet, and how to sew up small tears or holes in clothing
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yoshida-chiyo · 5 months
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Ni-Ki as your boyfriend
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pairing: bf!niki x fem!reader
genre: fluff
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niki is the type of boyfriend who thinks he's a professional when it comes to hoodie-sharing  
seriously, his hoodie generosity is next-level
his generosity extends to the point where your wardrobe probably looks more like his wardrobe than his own does 
he just thinks you look so cute and tiny in his clothes, and he just melts 🥺
he's mastered the art of the "I'm watching you" smile whenever a love song plays.   
he has this habit of just staring at you in awe, thinking, "Is this real life, or did I accidentally walk into a rom-com again?"
constantly wants to outdo himself in the boyfriend department
texting him when you get home isn't an option; it's like the 11th commandment of dating?!? 😡  
he's basically the sitcom parent waiting for their kid's grand entrance, but in this case, he's expecting your arrival, complete with emojis that tell a whole story. 🕵️‍♂️📱😁 
he's not just your boyfriend; he's your partner in crime
and jay's your number 1 target
like that time you both executed a devious plot to cover Jay's entire car in rainbow-colored sticky notes that had him peeling off notes for days
or like that other time you were hanging out with jay and accidentally knocked over a ridiculously expensive vase in a fancy store, and jay had to pay for it 
aaaand when you teamed up on a cheeky scheme to switch Jay's phone alarm to an incessant chorus of meowing cats, creating a feline symphony that drove him insane
yep. this list could go on forever poor jay
he's the kind of boyfriend who insists on taking adorable couple selfies, complete with goofy faces and matching outfits. #CoupleGoals 
love looks best in the coordinated chaos 🤪
he's the type of boyfriend who believes in celebrating the small victories in your relationship, like remembering to take out the trash 
will tease tf out of you, cuz why not? 
but if anyone else does it, he gets superrr defensive 
laughs when you can't reach the top shelf 
pretends to help you out but actually holds things up just to make fun of your height 
what can he say? 
he likes it when you're annoyed 😒  
pays attention to all the lil details
and probably knows more about you than you do yourself 
niki is basically your living, breathing source of chaos and laughter
constantly spams you with texts and calls whenever he's bored
sends you a looot of memes and GIFs, and you end up having a whole conversation using only reaction images
niki talks about you so much with his sisters and mom
atp you're basically family
has you saved on his phone as "my favorite clumsy clown" with a goofy snapshot of you pulling a face only Riki could love.
proof that love is real 😇
gets soooo pouty when someone other than him tries to share your attention he's so precious 😭
has a thing for those annoyingly ticklish hugs that leave you squirming and giggling uncontrollably
places his cold feet on yours in bed, to which you react with a dramatic gasp before attacking him with a pillow
randomly pecks you out of nowhere
attacks you during cuddle sessions, peppering your face with quick kisses until you're both in fits of laughter
believes that spooning is a legitimate art form and insists on perfecting it every night 
niki has a soft spot for Eskimo and butterfly kisses
expects lots of forehead kisses from you 🫵
has a skill for turning ordinary moments into impromptu dance parties in the living room 
cue the kitchen utensil maracas and broomstick microphone 🎤💃
niki once tried to make a DIY fort with blankets and pillows but ended up creating a cozy nest that you both refuse to take down 
it's now a permanent fixture in the living room, and movie nights are incomplete without it 
leaves goofy doodles and love notes in unexpected places, like inside your shoe or on the bathroom mirror 🙃
niki is the kind of boyfriend who values communication, whether it's deep heart-to-heart talks or debates about the superior ice cream flavor
all silliness aside, niki would make you feel like the most loved person in the world, albeit coming with a whole package of nuisance  
beneath the playful antics and perpetual mischief, niki proves to be an attentive listener
he embraces the role of a caring boyfriend who not only shares laughter but also listens to your thoughts 
you'd feel cherished and understood every minute 🤧
in the quiet moments, he would whisper, "You know, you're my favorite person?."
in those simple yet vulnerable moments, you realize that his love, wrapped in mischief and laughter, is genuine and unchanging, and that makes every day an experience worth sharing
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Sayuuuu,, hii hello hey ૮⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝ ა
Thank you for your daily keiji brainrot it feeds my own daily Keiji brainrot 🫶🏻🫶🏻❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥
I ugly laugh when you talked about managing to waking up this man and somehow not succeeding. Poor little meow meow over working himself too much (no he just likes the confort of the bed same keiji same)
Then I remembered that I have an old fic about mornings with this dude in my draft for like 2 months ???? But forget to post it like every damn day
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Your date with keiji looks really cute and enjoyable . The picture were really nice ଘ(੭˃ᴗ˂)੭
++ Keiji saying our kid is whining like us as if he wasn’t whining 3s earlier ✋🏻 get some grip dude you are embarrassing 🙈 (·•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ )
Unrelated you said that you may bite without warning and this random kaomoji made me thinks of you ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა rawr!    
Oki I think that’s all
Bye bye (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡
hi hi !!!
don't thank me omg i love talking about keiji and i'm glad it feeds your brainrot >:)))
I THINK HE HAS SUCH A HARD TIME GETTING OUT OF BED AND IT'S THE MOST ENDEARING THING EVER !!!! he really is a poor lil meow meow :( (omg a fic... you should post it i would love to read it if you're comfy >.<)
hehe thank you it was supposed to be a night in the city typa date <33 i wanna go to a museum and then a nice dinner w drinks :(( that would be SO FUN
PLS WHEN I WAS WRITING THOSE HCS I KNEW HAD TO WRITE WHINY KEIJI i think it's so funny
and that kaomoji is so cute and SO ME you're right :>
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rain-impact · 2 years
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                    ༊*·˚『 CATS!? 』
                                                       ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ
✎╰┈➤ INCLUDES: SUBJECT 1 AND SUBJECT 2
                              (IMPOSTER ALBEDO AND ALBEDO)(the real one-)
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ SUMMARY: THEM AS YOUR CATS
♫ NOTE: I’m going to call the imposter albedo, rubedo cause i’ve seen other people calling him like that i know its not canon but, i will just call him Rubedo.
            ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.        ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.          ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.        ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.
⚘ First of all Rubedo def bullies Albedo. They also quite fight alot. Fighting for food, for treats, for attention- Albedo is on the lazy side he just likes sleeping and sleeping, on the high places preferably. He just watches both of you from up there.
⚘ Rubedo is a touchstarved cat, that needs your attention 8/25. He just loves the care and attention you gave him, he got addicted at this point and can’t go a day without you. Your hand petting him and you suddenly stopped?? Hes meowing your ear off- Waking up Albedo in process whos lying on the other side, peeks over your arm to give his older bro a glare.
Rubedo getting ready for his daily snuggles and naps on your lap:
Albedo whos laying on your lap sleeping and softly purring:
Rubedo: I’m ‘boutta destroy this mans whole career
⚘ Rubedo sneaks his way to both of you and jumps to punch his lil bro albedo on the face with his paw, poor albedo got yeeted from your lap as he looks around with confusion. Rubedo only looks at him with a smug face.
⚘ But they are not always rough with eachother, on the cold days they would snuggle to eachother, cozy. When they do that Klee would always join them. The three would always sleep on top your bed, why? The soft blankets. Ah heaven.
⚘ Rubedo is extremely a jealous cat, no, no one is touching his owner. Oh is that one of your friends? No, get away from them. Surely he is more important them right? Isn’t that the boy/girl who likes you so much? Can and will sway them with his claw. Why do you even let them touch you? That is disgusting. Their hands might be dirty???? Ugh, looks like he needs to give you cat bath-
⚘ On the other hand, Albedo, he looks like he doesn’t even care about you, but he is side eyeing the person next you without you knowing of course. They made a moment to touch you? Ah he’s suddenly in your lap waiting to be pet by you, that mf also side eyes them when you gave him pets and scratches. He is no jealous cat but, will make the person jealous.
⚘ They just can’t share you, can’t. You are lying on the bed and looking something on your phone? Albedo comes and lays on top of your chest, after some time Rubedo also comes and sees you two, and then jumps to albedo, poor albedo always being the victim of rubedo. You better get up and separate them before they tear out eachothers throats-
            ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.        ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.          ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.        ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.
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swansong-if · 2 years
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You’re the first one I’ve seen answer the meow meow question, so could you please explain what that even means? Google wasn’t helpful.
oh god JKDJKDS ok so,,, under the cut because i know this is gonna get long
let me start by saying that there's a distinction between the original meaning of the expression and the way i (and other devs/mutuals i follow) use it!
according to urban dictionary, the term is a reference to a vine (source: x || cw: animal death mention) and became popular when kpop/bts fans started calling a bts member 'lil meow meow' because of his cuteness/cat mannerisms. [*i don't really go there but i'd avoid using terms like this in that setting even as a joke, considering the big problem with (east) asian people/celebs being too often infantilized]
the term later found its way to tumblr/fandom spaces in general, and it kind of became a whole different meme; as i've seen it here, "poor lil meow meow" is generally used to describe a favourite character that might be considered pathetic (affectionate). it's a broad definition so it works differently for everyone lol but take that one character who is somewhat terrible [*not meaning 'evil', just that they have behaviours that make you sigh in exasperation] but you love them and want to feed them soup... or alternatively, one of those characters that make you go "aww you absolute moron i love you so much" because they insist on self-sabotaging... or just someone who is cute but in a endearingly pitiful way!! those could be your meow meows 😂
idk if this makes any sense to you jjkd there's really not a perfect answer or definition for this, since that's what happens with memes that start to circulate online and get assigned a whole lot of meanings from everyone! my friends and i often discuss about which of our favourite characters are/aren't meow meows and everyone has a different definition of it so it's all really up to the individual perception! but anyways, tried my best to explain but pls notice that it's really not deep, it's just a silly lil term!
it can be fun to joke around with friends, just make sure that when you use this expression in a fandom space the person you're talking to is comfortable with it-- specifically in the if community some devs might not like having the term thrown around about their characters! goes without saying to please respect authors' boundaries; even if something is harmless to you, that might not be the case for everyone ✌
hope this helped lmao
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I feel like you've given most spn related things some lil spice but I always love the spice on this : hot spicy take on the "Dean is the most horrible character and ruins everyone's life and Sam and Cas are poor little meow meows who only do bad things sometimes because tyran Dean farted in their direction" takes that are not really only said by anti-Dean peeps ? Obsessed with that incredible thesis and would love the added spice ❤
SPICY HOT HOT GHOST PEPPERS CAROLINA REAPERS HELP I'M BURNING
I really try to respect other people’s opinions, and I believe there are a wealth of ways to interpret a story, and I think that’s a deeply beautiful thing. This applies to interpretations I don't agree with and outright dislike as well. That said, some opinions are simply and objectively bad, dishonest, and/or demonstrably false, and I truly do not believe you can sit down and honestly watch through the show with an open mind about all the characters, truly pay attention to what they do, say, and believe, and come to the conclusion that this show is about an evil manipulative abusive man terrorizing his pure and sinless brother and friend. It is an interpretation built from cherry picking facts to suit an ugly, miserable theory, making Mount Everest out of a bunch of the tiny mole hills, making the worst possible presumptions of feelings and intentions, and holding characters to completely different standards in order to neatly divide them into "abused" and "abuser" in a way that, frankly, fetishizes the abused person. I despise this interpretation of the story with every fiber of my being, and I have absolutely no respect for the opinion of anyone who peddles it, regardless of who they cast as villain/victim (because people have also done this with the others—it’s just more “popular” to do it with Dean... I mean... does anyone else remember how people were shitting on Sam after his emotional reaction in 14.12? Calling him an evil abuser? Because I do).
The thing that always gets me about this take isn't just how dishonest, unfair, mean-spirited, and compassionless it is in its treatment of Dean’s feelings, circumstances, and intentions... but how deeply reductive and offensive it is toward Sam and Castiel, sucking away their identities to turn them into effigies to mourn for their sad, Stockholm syndrome-esque attachment to their "abuser". Further, it grips the heart of the show—the relationship between Sam and Dean, and then the relationship among TFW as a whole—in a tight, uncompromising fist and pulverizes it. It literally rips out the heart of the show (the RELATIONSHIPS) and replaces it with something unprepossessing of any merit: A miserable, 15 years long story about a malicious abuser getting away with terrorizing those closest to him for his entire life, while his poor abuse victims suffer through until they die for him/happy to be reunited with him because they “don’t know any better” and never ever learned better, I guess. What a stupid, sad sack of a story.
Castiel is a thousands of years old celestial being who has literally beaten Dean into the pavement under no form of mind control, and has shown over and over again that he will do whatever the hell he wants, regardless of whatever Dean thinks about being sidelined. If he thinks whatever he is doing is in Dean's best interest, he literally does not care how Dean feels about it. He will nod and smile and then fly off and swallow thousands of souls with Dean begging him not to, shove Dean out of the way to attack the big bad, leave Dean alone in Purgatory, refuse to come out of Purgatory so he can self-flagellate, fly off with the angel tablet, help Sam with the Book of the Damned, let Lucifer possess him without anyone's knowledge or agreement, come into Dean's room under the guise of apologizing for ghosting him so that he can steal The Colt out from under his pillow and murder someone, decide not to murder that person and still prevent Sam and Dean from helping by knocking them both unconscious, get himself killed, make a deal to trade his life for Jack's and never tell anyone, hide information and worries and ignore phone calls, ghost Sam and Dean, and bicker and fight with Dean as if they are a married couple. Love sickness and feelings of worthlessness (which Cas has a wealth of reasons to feel—many of which aren’t even related to Dean but to his heavenly family) are reinterpreted as the result of some sort of constant, terrorizing emotional abuse. Power and authority that Dean does not actually have is forced into his hands by these fans. Maybe listen when Cas says, “Hey—not everything is your fault.” Maybe listen when he says “I loved the whole world because of you”, calls Dean a role model, says he enjoys their conversations, offers to die with him and dies for him multiple times. Maybe treat these feelings as genuine and valid and HIS and not as the delusions of some poor manipulated baby. 
Sam is framed this way even more often than Cas, and it's a damn shame, because what I typically see is this: Sam’s development into a mediator and peacemaker is twisted and reinterpreted as coming from a place of weakness and/or fear. Rationality, maturity, wisdom, and compassion are not the traits of a scared, powerless child. They are the traits of a mature adult, who has been beaten down by life, and fought and raged against his circumstances, and somehow come out of it with more kindness and understanding and strength instead of less. He has made his own decisions whenever it was possible, within the set of circumstances doled out to him. From telling his dad to go fuck himself and going to college, to getting back into hunting to avenge Jess (NOT because of Dean—Dean took him home without complaint at the end of the woman in white case), to continuing to hunt after their father died because he wanted to feel close to him (Dean was actually weirded out and sort of disgusted by this), raging and fighting to save Dean from his deal against Dean’s wishes, continuing to hunt and working with Ruby (directly against Dean’s dying wish), drinking demon blood, jumping in the cage, leaving hunting to go be with Amelia, coming back to hunting to save Kevin, fighting with Dean over what he had with Amelia and threatening to leave if Dean didn't shut his mouth, leaving Amelia to go back to hunting (Dean ultimately suggests he go back to her—Sam chooses to stay), trying to kill Benny, demanding to be the one to do The Trials and saying he is going to SURVIVE them—that being the ENTIRE POINT, losing that resolve in a fit of depression but choosing to drop the knife, demanding space from Dean (and being given it), fighting to save Demon Dean who didn’t want to be found or saved, using the Book of the Damned against Dean’s wishes, telling Charlie that this is what he wants—that he used to want normal but now all he wants is to hunt with Dean and that he doesn’t know what he’ll do if he can’t have that, unleashing the Darkness in his desperation to keep Dean with him and even saying, “I would do it again” in the aftermath, saving the town being destroyed by Amara, getting into The Cage with Lucifer, leading a team against the British Men of Letters, nurturing Jack, punching Dean in the face when he was going to sacrifice himself, leading more hunters, wielding a gun against Chuck... and that’s just some highlights. Sam Fucking Winchester does not need your bullshit about him being some sad, scared, helpless baby lorded over by mean old Dean who has never let him do anything he wants. 
Yes, in the text itself, there is jealousy and resentment at times, and there is legitimate and righteous anger on Sam’s part on a few occasions. There is blame cast on Dean by Sam for some of these choices/circumstances. Some of those moments where Dean is blamed are legitimate, and some of them... frankly, are not. Within the framework of the fucked up dynamics of the way they were raised, Sam and some fans bristle when they feel Dean is casting himself as the parent he is not, but Sam also has been guilty in the past of trying to reframe himself as Dean’s child when things got tough. Neither of them is responsible for the origin of that dynamic, but they BOTH have responsibility to change it, and they both, ultimately, succeed in doing so. For Sam, his part comes in recognizing and learning to fully own his own choices. Recognizing that he is not a child, and he is certainly not Dean’s child, and it isn’t just “Mummy—loosen the grip”, but Sam has to too—not claim independence only to blame Dean for his choices when his own decisions have an ultimate outcome he is unhappy with. That is a legitimate arc that Sam goes through imo, but he comes out the other side of it, and he and Dean relate to each other much better as peers from then on—and I’d like to note that throughout the entire series, when they don’t relate as perfect peers and teammates, it isn’t always Dean “bossing Sam around”, but Sam also trying to sideline Dean and yes—boss him around. And when they lied and hurt each other and yes, even manipulated each other, Dean most certainly wasn't always the one doing the lying and hurting and manipulating. Always, always, ALWAYS, they both had an understandable point of view, and it was complex, and you could understand why they made the choices they did, even if you thought of those choices as being wrong ones. 
I also would like to point out (because this is basically what I see all of the time) that Dean being hurt by someone or simply voicing his feelings or opinion is in no way abusive or manipulative. Dean is certainly charismatic and loved and his returning love and respect is often deeply desired, but he is not an actual siren, who bends people to his will simply by speaking or being. People are, in fact, able to tell him “no”, and frequently FREQUENTLY do. Further more, no one is owed his affection, his unwavering loyalty, or his trust. He has a right to his boundaries, regardless of if it makes some poor sad sap feel deprived of the “wellspring of coveted love” while he works through things. He can be hurt and angry, and he can wear his heart on his sleeve at times, and he can be flawed, and broken. [Insert Castiel's speech from 15.18 here]. So can Sam. So can Cas. None of them are manipulating each other by virtue of getting angry, feeling hurt, being traumatized, needing space, or having differing opinions or feelings. Sam didn’t punch Dean in the face in 14.12 because he's a cruel, manipulative abuser trying to force Dean under his thumb. He didn’t work behind Dean’s back with Ruby, insist on doing The Trials, beg Dean to use Doc Benton’s alchemy, use the Book of the Damned to cure Dean, pump him full of blood to cure him of being a demon despite the fact that it might kill him, or scream at him and fight him for wanting to get in the Ma’lak box because he “doesn’t respect his autonomy” and “wants to control him” and “doesn’t respect his right to his own body”. He did it because he loves him desperately, and Dean could stand to fucking hate himself less, and he fiercely wanted Dean to live even when Dean didn’t want to or couldn’t picture what that could be like. He didn’t force Dean to do anything simply by opening his mouth to voice disagreement and swaying Dean when he did so. Now reverse that. 
Cas didn't beat Dean into the ground in season 5 because he wanted to terrorize him into never going against Castiel ever again. He didn’t go behind his back dozens of times, sideline him, go MIA, all because he wanted to manipulate and control Dean and punish him. He didn’t throw sassy remarks at him to shatter his self-esteem. Now reverse that. 
*Breathes*
Anyway, fuck "X is abusive” interpretations. 
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angelictrl · 3 years
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Can I’m have platonic gin ibushi and kanna kizuchi x male reader who is really overprotective over them please headcanons
GIN AND KANNA WITH AN OVERPROTECTIVE READER.
of course ! i hope you don’t mind a gn! masc! reader ! i wrote this while listening to boys will be bugs by cavetown, buttercup by jack stauber, and my ordinary life by the living tombstone <3
WARNING ;; lil bit of spoilers regarding kanna’s true relative(s ???) and slight internalized ableism on gin’s part :(
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GIN IBUSHI
he feels bad for making you worry so much with how often he winds up getting into trouble, so he tries to be more tough and independent. he’ll try to reassure you he can do stuff by himself because he doesn’t want to burden you, but you always reassure him that it’s alright. 
though, no matter how many times you tell him that it’s okay and that he’s not a burden, he still takes it upon himself to try and do everything he should be asking for help with all by himself.
... which ends up with him getting caught in more traps. you’ll find him with tears in his eyes as he holds up his hands paws ? gloves ? and swats you away when you try to treat his wounds - desperately trying his hardest to be taken seriously through audible sniffles.
“i-i don’t need your help ! i’m a big kid, woof ! i don’t want to make big sibling y/n or any of the others worry about me anymore, meow ...” he’ll sputter out before clinging onto mew-chan tightly, his usual vibrant green eyes squeezed shut while tears stream down his cheeks.
you can tell how much he wants to be helpful without having everyone worry about him - especially you - just because he’s the youngest there, but unfortunately for him, it’s inevitable. 
you would have to coax him into allowing you to come closer to which he would eventually give in, crying into your chest before soon passing out while clinging onto you. you’d carry him to safalin - albeit reluctantly - so that she could treat any of his wounds before taking him back to his room. 
gin would be half awake after you removed his mask and gloves so he could sleep easier, gently tugging on the back of your sleeve/shirt while sleepily begging you to not leave him alone :(
the poor boy just wants to be able to contribute to everyone and protect them, too. he clings to your side often afterwards saying that he’s only doing this to, “protect you, meow !” but in reality, even if that’s his goal, he sticks to you because he feels safer with you and knows he can trust you.
sometimes he gets down about his autism and tries not to make it apparent that he’s sulking. but if you ask him why, he’ll go onto calling himself weird for having a disability and/or for always wearing his usual cat outfit. 
the sad part is that he doesn’t even try to make it sound like he’s looking for praise or anything similar - he’s genuinely just a little kid who feels bad that he doesn’t fit in with society’s standards/norms and it’s heart-breaking.
he doesn’t have a strong sense of self-hatred, but at times like these, you’re going to have to protect gin from even himself. the kid is just doing his best, really, and he keeps second guessing himself.
KANNA KIZUICHI
kanna is lowkey stuck in the same boat as gin. she wants to be useful to everyone and feels terrible when you do end up worrying about her. she’ll try to convince you that she’ll ask you when she needs help with anything, but then she’ll go on to overexerting herself.
“kanna just wants to make everyone happy and be helpful ... including big sibling y/n, big sis sara, and even sou ...” she’ll mumble as her eyes droop one day, fatigue finally catching up with her. she’ll eventually cave in and rest her head on your chest or shoulder, eyebags evident under her eyes.
as sleep slowly begins to take over, she’ll gently hold onto your arm as if it’s a teddy bear, nuzzling her head against it. it would be a lot less sad of a sight and more cute if you guys weren’t stuck in a literal death game.
she trusts you, truly, but she knows she’s betrayed everyone over and over by accidentally getting manipulated by sou several times. her idea of gaining trust back from you is to act with sincerity and make herself useful, which results in her burning herself out more often than not. 
kanna appreciates you being so protective over her, nonetheless. you remind her a bit of her big sister in a stronger sense than sara does, and you two are her go-to people with you listed as number one. 
sou will highkey be jealous that his own sister trusts you two more than he himself, especially with how much she immediately goes to you for literally any reason, but he knows he should’ve seen this coming with how he acts towards her. 
kanna will nearly shriek if you ever get hurt while protecting her. she’ll run around trying to get sara (or safalin or sou if it comes down to it) or a find a first aid kit by herself to try and treat your wounds. she’s just a kid, but she insists she at least tries to help you because she was the main reason you got hurt in the first place.
though, more often than not, she’ll get a bit squeamish if the wound is anything more than a scratch and/or she’ll accidentally mess up the bandages, so she’ll eventually have to give in to asking one of the adults to help.
all in all, she appreciates you so much, and she tries her very hardest to make it evident to you. you’re one of her favorite people ! <3
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quinncupine · 3 years
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Hiiii quinn! I never realised you did requests but if it would be fine (and also because its my sole goal) could you do a boom boom boi and izubby with having their own cat or dog as a pet??? I'm seriously thinking that boom boom boi would be both a cat and dog person, don't u agree? (Ily lots and don't feel pressured to do this if you have a lot of stuff going on!)
Hi Dorki! I'm finally making my way through my requests and I was really excited to write this one! Okay, hope you like it!
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The Boys with Pets
Word Count: 1,750
Featuring: Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo!
Warnings: dogs, cats, cursing
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Izuku Midoriya
Now Izuku loves pretty much all animals, but I can totally see him getting a dog. Dogs are loyal and full of energy just like a certain green-haired hero. The perfect duo.
He would probably rescue one from the pound, the one with the biggest, saddest, cutest eyes because how could he not? But someone has to go with him because he'd try to rescue them all if there was no one there to stop him. Once a hero, always a hero I suppose.
I'm thinking for names, he would definitely pick a name that reflects his favorite heroes. Don't be surprised if he names his dog something super cheesy like Mighty or Rocky…
Wait, okay, I've decided, he names his dog Mighty and that is the hill I will die on.
The life of a hero is quite busy so when he goes off on long missions, he drops the dog off at his mom's house. Inko has fallen in love with this sweet pup, so much so that she sometimes begs him to stop by with the dog for a visit. It's the closest thing she's got to grandbabies at the moment, she'll take what she can get :)
Now, this cute pup draws in the attention of just about everyone so he's gotten an influx of attention and a few numbers slipped in his hand during their walks, much to his flustered surprise.
Best wingman ever.
This dog goes on regular runs with Izuku and sometimes even helps him with training. I'm thinking a Collie or an Aussie would just be the perfect fit for him to keep up with his personality and lifestyle. He needs an active dog!
I can see it now, he goes on his daily morning runs with this cute Lil furry training buddy and they race the whole way! A few regulars on the trail know about this and it's become sort of a tradition to cheer the two on as they pass.
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The morning air was crisp with the slight scent of the coming autumn, the perfect morning for a run. Izuku, dressed in his usual training wear, had a steady rhythm going for the last forty minutes, letting out even, controlled breaths. This was the easy part of the run, a warm-up if anything, and he hadn't even broken a sweat yet. The canine jogging by his side was enjoying the dewy morning air as well, tongue happily flopping out the side of her mouth. The shared morning ritual between man and man's best friend: Mighty.
Her tail picked up speed, wagging uncontrollably as they neared the bend where the giant jagged rock towered over the path. It was the place marker to start the race. A three-mile run to the top of the hill located at the center of the park. It was also Mighty's favorite part of the morning.
"Ready girl?" Izuku grinned down at the ecstatic dog who barked in reply.
The instant the two of them passed the big rock, they both broke out in full speed, leaving behind a cloud of dust. Happy barks filled the air as she gained the upper hand. Izuku laughed as the dog turned to look back at him lagging behind her. He always did these races without his quirk to assist him. It was only fair and it helped him work on his natural stamina in case he was ever in a situation where he couldn't use his quirk. Always good to be prepared.
He watched as she bounded up the first steep hill on the trail. There were a few small hills on this route, but this one was the hardest to climb and Mighty had the advantage with her four legs so she always managed to pull ahead first. She stopped at the top and barked him on before quickly disappearing over the crest.
When he reached the top, he stopped for just a second to take in his surroundings. This part of the park was a heavily wooded area with numerous trails that many people used to hike or run. It also served as a great view of the city skyline and he couldn't help but stop and admire the rising sun from between the foggy buildings every time. Then Mighty barked to pull him out of his thoughts.
"It's not over yet!" He called after her and raced down the hill, putting on an extra burst of speed to easily close the distance.
Tail wagging, she nipped playfully at his feet as they sprinted along the path, side by side. There weren't many people out this early so he usually had the trail to himself. The only sounds were the wind in the trees, the leaves crunching under feet and paws, Mighty barking beside him, and his own unrestrained glee as they ran together.
These were the mornings he loved. Just the two of them, away from the stresses that came with pro-hero work. He wouldn't trade being a hero for anything, but sometimes it got to be too much so coming here to clear his mind with a little run was always a cathartic release, only made better by the furry companion by his side.
The short bridge that arched over the creek signaled the last mile. Getting more serious, Izuku pulled ahead of Mighty, not able to hold back the giant grin as he streaked across the bridge, startling a few birds off the railings which Mighty barked at as she came up behind him.
Up ahead was a large open meadow with a small duck pond near the center. A few benches were scattered about the path and he saw the same elderly couple sitting in their usual spot with a bag of rice and seed to feed the plethora of ducks waddling around their feet.
"You got him this time Mighty!" The old man looked up as the two of them zipped down the path towards the couple.
"Show 'em what girls can do!" The woman cracked a smile, waving her hands.
"Morning Mr. and Mrs. Fujino!" Izuku waved as he passed. "Don't count me out yet!"
Mighty barked her greeting and took a detour, herding some ducks closer to the couple then with a quick lick to Mr. Fujino's hand, she sprinted back to catch up to Izuku.
The Fujino's marked the last leg of the race. The only thing left was to climb the top of the largest hill in the park to the old oak tree at the top. That was the finishing line. It was always a gamble as to who finished first every day, but Mighty sure had a competitive spirit.
Izuku pumped his legs as he steadily made his way up to the dirt trail, Mighty just behind him before she suddenly veered left and disappeared into the shrubbery. He was so focused on the tree that slowly came into view just around the curve as he neared the top that he didn't notice.
Just as the path leveled out, almost to the finish line, he glanced back to see no sign of his dog. The tree was a few feet away when a furry mass ambushed him from the side, knocking him clean off his feet. The pro hero landed in the grass with a heavy Oof. Sitting on his chest was Mighty, looking quite proud of herself.
"Cheater!" He laughed, trying his best to hold back the slobbery licks she was determined to give him. "Okay, okay, I'll call it a tie!"
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 Katsuki Bakugo
Now Katsuki on the other hand would totally be a cat person. Not that he has anything against dogs, but cats are more his style. They don't need constant attention and are pretty much self-sufficient. Just the way he likes it.
That being said, Katuski would go all out on toys and the latest gizmos to take care of his cat. Has a self-cleaning litter box, a waterfall bowl, an automatic feeder, etc. You get the picture.
Oh, and toys galore. If he has space, this cat is getting a personal jungle gym that lets him walk up to the ceiling. S.P.O.I.L.E.D.
Doesn't like to tell people just how much he actually loves this cat because he's never been one to express emotions, but this cat just gets him to his core. They share the same wavelength and he appreciates that. The cat is the only one he trusts to open up to, so sometimes you might catch him ranting to the poor thing who just stares back with big wide eyes and occasional meows. Yup, totally gets him.
I see him with a super chill cat, like maybe a Ragdoll or a Russian Blue. Something that tolerates his constant screaming and explosions.
This guy is just as bad at names. It'll definitely be something long and dramatic like Lord Cat Explosion Demon God of Furballs. Yep. He doesn't take criticism so most people call him Lord Furballs, much to his disdain.
Katsuki won't ask for attention from the cat, but the little furry feline is a total cuddler and will often find itself curled up in his lap or even on his neck if Katsuki's sitting on the couch. You better believe this guy won't be moving until that cat decides it's time to move. He's been late to meetings with friends because of this cuddly cat.
He's a hero so this cat is definitely being treated right. Katuski is no slacker when it comes to caring for his lil buddy. The vet is on speed dial should anything ever happen.
Did someone say a custom-made collar that matches his hero costume to a tee?
He's never loved anything more.
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"Uh, hey Bakubro, why is your cat glaring at me?" Ejiro asked, staring down at the feline.
"What?" Katsuki didn't even bother to look up from his laptop.
"Your cat. It's giving me the evil eye. I thought it was supposed to be friendly." The red-haired hero frowned, not able to break eye contact with the cat. "I don’t think it likes me."
The small furry creature had lazily curled up in the sunspot next to Katsuki's feet, purring away without a care in the world. It seemed harmless enough, except for the heavy glare it was shooting Ejiro's way.
"Heh," Katsuki finally glanced down and crossed his arms. "He's not glaring. That's just his face."
"Ah," Ejiro nodded, "like father like son."
"What the hell's that supposed to mean!?"
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cloudninetonine · 2 years
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TW for poor animal health and death and maybe one quick mention of past animal abuse? He was happy though and that thing was before he was adopted
My aunt had a cat some years back who was very old. He had long, thick fur, but he couldn't retain weight and his overall frame was frail--you could feel his individual vertebrae very starkly. He was declawed as a kitten (badly, if I remember correctly--his toesies were little stumps, but I don'tknow if that's how it is. We were always pissed about that). I think he was missing some teeth. His meow was very hoarse and scratchy and quiet. But he was the sweetest lil guy. He was somewhat skittish and took a little bit to get used to new people, but he loved affection and was always very gentle.
I raise you Player owning this cat and being dropped together somehow in Hyrule. The chain slowly getting to know Player by extension of wanting to pet the sweetheart. Twi bonding with them over being cat-lovers. Sky thinking this weird remlit is super cool and doesn't even scratch him at night. Legend being unable to bring himself to push the little furball off when it decides he's a prime napping spot. There's a headcannon that Four is terrified of cats (for good reason), so imagine Player sitting at camp, petting this beautiful, calm, purring cat who couldn't hurt Four very badly if he tried (not that he would--he made it clear when he was displeased/overstimulated and Player knows how to read cat body language, and teaches the others too). Four eventually deciding this cat in particular isn't so bad.
(Yes this is largly because of Tongs the Benevolent)
Showing other sides/flavors of Player's personality the others might not see quite so much when they coddle this little dear and coo at him and cries happily when he bleps or naps on them. Soothing and praising him after coughing up hairballs. Spoiling him with soft wet food they cook themself. Him looking so spiffy in the sweaters they knitted for him. Holding him in their coat and hugging him. Emotional support friend-shaped furball. (Wolfie having to compete for attention. Wolfie with a cat napping on his head. Wolfie not minding at all.)
This cat still being a playful little shit and knocking things over with no remorse. Stealing Leg's other fire rod and bringing it to Wild, Roolie, and Player. Leg being unable to retaliate and no one believing or caring the little bastard shat in his bedroll or dragged his food over to eat in it. Leaving hairballs in his pillowcase. Tiny asshole getting his bedroll completely taken up by an even tinier asshole (but Player likes this one and doesn't insult him unless they're using the Babey Voice(TM))
Player sleeps even the slightest bit and theres fur in all their facial orifices as a dramatic Miette kinnie waxes poetic in the style of a disparaged Victorian child about how he's starving and the cold cruel world and betrayal and it's all going dark (without actually speaking. Player is just as dramatic)
NO BECAUSE THIS SOUNDS ADORABLE 😭😭😭😭
PLAYER WITH THEIR CAT SIDEKICK.
EMOTIONAL SUPPORT BABY.
CAT SITTING ON WOLFIE!
CAT SITTING ON LEGEND!
(Cat also acting as Player's guardian angel but getting revenge on Legend because they don't want to cause drama but Cat is here to cause problems)
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z3llous · 3 years
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𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝔹𝕠𝕪 (6)
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Sanji x gn reader
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His fist lingered mere centimeters away from the door. Why? He didn't know, but his heart was pounding. He couldn't bring himself to move any further.
The door swung open. It startled him enough to pull away in a frightened pose, like a spider just crawled over his foot.
"Wow, you're so slow at knocking that I beat you to it. Hurry up, turtle boy. And close your mouth while you're at it. It'd be a shame if you swallowed a bug." They joke and motion for him to come in, a little flirtatiously, with a single finger.
"How do you know that's what I was doing? You can see through doors and walls now? Who are you, Saiki Kusuo?"
"Nope, my apartment has a camera and a lil monitor with a motion sensor. I just noticed lil San-chan staring off into the aether on the screen. My psychic ability is technology. Ooooh so scary. How will poor San-chan cope?"
"Alright. Alright. Would you stop with the silly nickname?" He looked away hoping they would take the bait and change the subject of how dumb he probably looked.
"Never, San-chan~" Y/n smirks and leads him inside with a hand against the small of his back.
His posture straightens abruptly and his face flushes a sweet, almost strawberry, shade of pink.
They pulled away to close the door.
He quickly moved to take a seat on the couch and placed his bag of things down next to the cardboard box coffee table.
They definitely hadn't lied about most of their money going into the apartment itself. The "table's" cute cartoon cat table cloth was undeniably an adorable touch.
"Like it?" They sat down close enough to be touching with only a little slide to the left, and placed down their notebook.
"The box table or the Meow Meow Kitty table cloth?" He said with an amused expression.
"Neither. The couch, dumbass. It used to belong to Shanks. I'm surprised he let me take it. The cloth is from Makino. I'd never pick something like that. Don't you dare tell her that though."
"I won't." He laughed.
"Promise?" They held out their pinky finger.
"Seriously?" He said taken aback by the sudden childish gesture.
"Serious. Makino would be sad if she thought I didn't like any of her gifts."
"Fine. I promise I won't tell." He sighed and reluctantly entangled his finger with theirs.
"and seal it with a kiss." Their thumb gently pressed up to his like two small lovers sharing a short peck before parting ways.
He erupted into a violent shade of red from the neck up, eyes wide, mind blank, the unsuspecting victim had ascended. Checkmate.
"Are you alright?" Their grip on his hand loosened. They didn't think he'd have such an intense reaction.
Wha-what was that?" His voice came out unintentionally high in pitch, practically a squeak.
"Huh? That's the way Makino does it. Is it bad?" A frown appeared on their face and they pulled away entirely.
"NO. No. No. No. It's fine! Just um... don't do that with anyone else ok?" As unexpected as it was he didn't quite dislike it. He just didn't want them to embarrass themself with someone else. (denial)
"Ok, I won't. We should get started. Which subject do you wanna go with first?" The smile returned to their face.
"Math?"
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"Well, you think you're ready?" He leaned into the plush couch cushions, looked to the window, and saw the blackened inky sky.
"Yeah, if I don't pass it won't be my fault."
"Hopefully, you do pass. I'd hate if all your effort was waisted." He leaned back and stared at the ceiling.
"It'll be fine. You're really good at explaining things." They stood up and gathered all the dishes left from the late study snacking.
He shot up from his comfortable position on the couch and motioned to take the dishes.
"You don't need to do that." He said reaching again after having them pulled away the first time.
"It's late. Go ahead and get ready for the night. I'll do it." Y/n walked past him into the kitchen.
"Not without me." He followed.
"Alright, if you insist." It wasn't worth arguing over.
"I do."
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He changed clothes in the bathroom and got comfy on the couch.
"What do you think you're doing there San-chan?" They walked out of their room wearing an oversized shirt.
"Sleeping?"
"Not there. I happen to own a queen sized mattress. It's one of the few luxury items I own." They leaned against the doorframe to their room.
"I-I can't intrude on you like that." His eyes traveled away from their form to prevent any wandering.
"I slept there before. It gets really cold and I can't sleep peacefully knowing you'll be shivering on my couch all night. Pleeeeaaase San-chan~ It's warmer in my room~" Y/n made a sad expression and beckoned him with a single move of their hand.
He sighed and gave in.
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It got colder throughout the night. Even laying on the edge of the bed was a little cold. He was glad he listened and didn't freeze on the couch.
He snuggled in a bit deeper in hopes of driving away the mild chill.
"Cold?" He heard a tired whisper.
"I thought you were asleep." He tried not to show how startled he was.
"I was, but that's not important. Are you cold?"
He was silent for a moment.
"A little bit." He reluctantly admitted.
"Come closer." They gently tugged at his sleeve.
"A-Are you sure it's ok?" He hesitated.
"Yes. Come closer."
He finally moved and was pulled into their warm embrace.
His heart leapt. Sanji had never been more thankful for darkness. He would've hated it if they could've seen the look on his face.
"Better?" They asked unknowingly teasing him with the slight graze of their hand on the most sensitive part of his back.
"I-Y-Yeah."
"Good. Sleep well." They snuggled into him and proceeded to fall back to sleep.
After a few minutes he relaxed into the comfort of their hold and joined them in slumber.
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