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oceantornadoo · 4 months
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a ghost lives
price came to your door and told you simon was killed in action. three months later, who's that at your door step?
angsty but turns smutty. happy ending dw :)
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“no.”
you slammed the door, hands shaking. “no, no, no. it’s not possible.” your shaking hands raised to your cheeks, clawing. tears streamed down your face, blurring your vision. the door opened, a dark figure walking through it. you flinched, taking steps backwards until your back hit the wall. you kept shaking your head, murmuring “no, no, no” without sound. you slid down the wall, staring at the man in front of you.
simon was in shambles. the moment he was medically cleared he had jumped on the next plane home, not bothering to tell anyone. he needed to see you, to hold everything he held dear, to believe in good again. and instead of a warm welcome, instead of your customary jump and kiss, you were breaking down. he didn’t understand it. what did he do wrong?
“love? it’s me. i’m home.” he said almost stupidly, unsure of his next move. he closed the door and locked it, and you flinched again. you were sitting on the floor now, tears running down your face with your head in your hands. he set his bag down gently, not wanting to spook you. he ripped off his mask and gloves, tucking them away. you gasped, finally making eye contact.
“you’re not real. you died. my husband died three months ago. you’re in my imagination. please, just go away.” you pleaded, prayed. price had come to your doorstep three months ago, hat in his hands, tears in his eyes. he talked about a difficult enemy and unfair terrain. the only word you heard was “k.i.a.” you died that day, and had been a breathing ghost ever since.
simon was in shock. he had left the hospital so quickly that he had never talked to his unit, didn’t know what they told you. he dropped to his knees, your pain flowing through him tenfold. “i didn’t die, love. i was just lost. i survived for two months in the woods until they found me. i was so badly injured i had to be treated by foreign operatives. price doesn’t even know, i thought they told him. i’m so sorry. i am so, so sorry. i’m here.” you shook your head at his every word. your nightmares were terrifying, but this was the worst one yet. you had never hallucinated in broad daylight. his familiar scent of musk and that cologne you bought him last christmas wafted through the air, punishing you. 
“i don’t believe you. you’re not real. i buried you.” you couldn’t afford to hope. the last months had been about survival, and you had just started eating regularly without bursting into tears, imagining simon cooking his famous meat pie in your kitchen. “casket was empty, lovie. i’m going to touch you now. i need you to know i’m here.” he reached his hand out slowly, like he was approaching a feral cat. you flinched again, breaking another piece of his heart and burying it like that empty casket. his fingertips brushed your cheek and your mouth dropped, tears stopping. 
“si? tell me this is real. convince me.” he maneuvered over until his knees touched yours, bringing you down to earth. you couldn’t believe him. your ghost was alive. there was no way. maybe you had too many melatonin gummies last night.
“look, dove.” he pulled up his shirt, showing you new scars. you had his scars memorized, mapped down to the millimeter, and you would never dream of him being hurt more. he showed you his bandages, moving your fingers over the wrapped bullet hole. he grimaced and you gasped. you would never wish for simon to be in pain, so the fact that he was meant…
you flung yourself at him, shedding new tears. “you’re here, you’re really here. you’re alive.” he nodded against your shoulder. you hear a small meow and drew your head back, looking at riley jr., your ball of fur. she padded over softly and nuzzled her head against simon’s knee, drawing a short laugh from him as he scratched behind her ears. through all of your nightmares, riley jr. had never acknowledged your ghosts. which meant simon was real. which meant he was alive. 
“i’m here.” he kissed your forehead, brushing back your hair. “i’m here.” he kissed between your eyebrows, smoothing the creases there. “i’m alive.” he kissed your tears away, drying your face. “i’m never leaving, dove.” he kissed your nose, finally drawing a small smile out of your. “i’m home.” he kissed your lips, and you kissed back fervently. your husband was home and alive and here. “simon, i’ve missed you. you have no idea. i died that day. i’ve been waiting to join you ever since.” he shook his head as tears rolled down his face. “be ready to wait another 70 years, love. we’re alive.” you tackled him again, pushing him down on the ground. you kissed him with the passion that had been gone for the last three months, cracked and dried out inside you. you climbed on top of him, needing to feel him, needing to believe. 
you grinded your hips against his, drawing out a low moan. “let me inside. let me show you i’m alive.” he said, still not convinced you believed him. you nodded, overcome with love for the man beneath you. he rubbed his palm against your clit, rocking you as you kissed. you hadn’t even thought of sex in the last three months, and it had somehow built up to this. you were instantly wet, always ready for your simon. you felt his hardness underneath you as he bucked his hips. you unzipped his pants, taking him out, long and heavy in your hands. he pulled aside your shorts and you sunk down on him with a low moan. “my husband. my simon. you’re alive.” you finally, truly believed it. he bucked into you, the friction of his clothes stimulating your clit. “my wife and her beautiful cunt, sucking me in. look at you.” there were dried tears on your face, sweaty clothes clung to your body, and your cunt squelched with every thrust. you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. you were so pretty, even when you cried. 
he flipped you both over, fucking into you hard on the floor. his hand wrapped around your head, protecting it from bumping. “i’m back because no one could ever fuck you like this. no one as good as me. say it.” he ordered, needing reassurance. “no one as good as you, si. no one will ever be you.” you moaned, your orgasm building up, with something behind it. he sucked your neck and pinched your nipples, reminding your body of how good it felt to be owned by him. “come on, dove. come for me.” you felt so wet and achy, your emotions out of control. his voice was the only thing keeping you conscious. you felt stuffed, full of your husband. “come on, my dirty girl. let me fill you up. my welcome home gift.” you gasped as you came, a tingling sensation following it. you looked down as you squirted on simon’s cock, so overwhelmed. he came, the juices mixing, trailing down your holes. “gonna give you a baby so you won’t ever leave. we’re never leaving each other, yeah?” he grasped your hair and pulled you in for a kiss.
“never, simon. i’m yours.”
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adalricus · 4 months
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(AMAB)Yandere!cat hybrid x gn!reader hcs:
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- You were just coming back home from your job and it was raining
- Unbeknownst to you someone was following you home during that rainy night
- As you were opening the door you felt a cat rubbing against your leg and meowing at you loudly
- You couldn't just leave this little cutie outside
-You fed it only the best cat food and obviously pampered it, despite the fact it kept nipping at you with somehow the most loving face a creature gave
- You came home early from work one day just to find who you thought was cat, since you only saw it's ears being a GROWN (pretty short tho) MAN ON YOUR COUCH WITH CAT EARS AND A CAT TAIL
- You were horrified to say the least "I can explain!" The black heard man said
-After explaining you were just kinda mad tbh
- "I LET YOU IN THE BATHROOM WHILE I WAS BATHING AND YOU WATCHED IT ALL PERVERT!" "I MEAN HOW COULD I NOT? HAVE YOU SEEN YOUR ASS?"
- Dw you eventually got used to him
- He scents you all the time and acts so betrayed when you dare come back home smelling like another cat, much worse a DOG
- He is such a spoiled little shit
- Yes you'll buy high grade salmon and yes you will cook like a high grade chef
- Yes you'll season his chicken to perfection or his not eating
- WDYM YOU'RE TO TIRED TO COOK, well chase the fatigue away or some shit
- If you annoy him to much he may break a few glasses and plates to put you in your place.
- but don't you dare give him silent treatment he will use as a scratching post
- It took you a fuck-ton of time to convince him to tell you his birth name.
- It's Lynx btw
- This motherfucker thinks he's the boss of you, when in actuality 5'1 but he could still somehow beat your ass so..
- Please don't adopt a normal cat he will be devastated, is he not enough for you?
- Please don't think he doesn't care about you, he just only wants you to take care
- Like as in until the heat death of the universe and will probably stab someone with idk a pen? (He did actually do that at some point smh) to make sure that is assured
- If you keep coming home he will start marking you
- Don't give him affection at the wrong time will scratch you the fuck up
- How will you know when it's the right time tho? Just fuck around and find out ig
- Congrats now you have a catboy who you don't what he's feeling and probably doesn't know himself, attached to you.
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aspinyyy · 5 months
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HybridCat!Bachira x Fem!Reader
| All characters are age up!
Sypnosis: Bachira is so clingy and needy asf. He is quite bratty but only does that to get your attention tease you and annoy you. He who loves to be pampered and spoiled to your friendly affection but he sees it romantically. Dw it's smut and fluff :DD practically him being submissive but wild in the bedroom.
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Warnings!: Minors do not interact! NSFW, ofc it's smut. overstimulation, obsession implies to reader, reader gets dumb fucked, breeding kink, praise kink, dacryphilia, and honestly it's badly written but it's been fueled by my itching brain so yeah. Pronoun for the reader is you.
[word count: 2.3k]
| thank you my dear beta reader for correcting my horrendous grammar and spellings. And no, I am not deeply sorry for making you have seizures >:D
You let him stay at your house since you never had any company other than yourself. The house you own was previously filled with laughter and tears with your family but as time goes by, only what's left was a lone tearing eyes and laughs from you.
The cat introduces himself and his name is Bachira Meguru. He was practically behaving like a good kid in the first two weeks but as the time grows between the two of you, he's starting to get a little more naughty.
First, he made pranks to laugh at you, yeah it was all fun and games that you also enjoy because he's just startling you. Not until he started to get more rabid, scratching at your door when you left him outside of your room at 2 am after you found out that he's sneaking into your bedroom. *Oh darling, he just wants some cuddles with you* Day after day, his pranks and teasing got a little worse. But you paid it no mind. Thinking that it's just his weird ass shenanigans and his cat personality on its own nature. And no, you don't know why he's being like this. *In fact he actually has a big crush on you ever since you picked him up in the cold streets.*
"Hehe~ You're so cute~" You sneered at him before he let out a chuckle as he nuzzled his head on your shoulder. Making you wonder how he could be so touchy whenever you're sitting or even laying down —always making sure to be there and make physical contact with you. Could be snuggling, or sometimes like this —laying his weight against you, or just simply fiddling with your hands. You tried to shake him off from your shoulder but he clings to you, refusing to let go. His head lays on your warm thigh —planning to sleep on your lap. His purrs are loud enough to hear despite the TV's volume. He closed his eyes while his thumb rests on his mouth *like a small baby.* You couldn't help but to melt on his adorable nature which made your hand automatically caress his hair, petting him to sleep.
After a few hours, your legs are feeling sore. You gently shake him awake but instead he grabbed your wrist and cupped it to his cheek, still sleeping like there's no tomorrow. You groaned and tap his cheek. "Silly cat... Wake up! " He opened his eyes, feeling groggy. He then nips your finger. "Ow! What the hell?! " He didn't release his grip on your wrist, instead he intertwined his hand with yours.
"Morning, my little bunny~" You snickered at his sudden name calling *trying to ignore 'my'* but deep down, that actually made you blush. But the fact that he is still on your sore lap, you frustratingly whined. "Get off me! You're heavy... " You fake your pouting while poking his supple cheek with your free hand. He grunts, however, thanks to your luck, he actually got off from your lap. To your surprise, he wrapped his tail on your waist.
"Where are you going...?" Bachira asked as he scratched his eyes. Without a second thought, his arm slipped in to hug yours on his side —not letting you go until you gave him affection.
"I'm not going anywhere– Oh.. Right.. I just remembered something. Do you wanna pay them a visit? You know, our new neighbor who just moved in yesterday?" Bachira grimaced as he coiled his tail on your waist.
"No. I don't care about them. " Your eyebrows furrowed, giving him a strained smile.
"I heard that they also have a cat! Don't you wanna meet them? There’s a chance she could be your mate~" Your finger teasingly poked his cheek but his golden eyes went dark.
There is definitely something weird about him —he was not too happy that you mentioned about the neighbor's cat to be with him. Bachira suddenly pounced on you and pinned you down on the couch which made you yelp unwantedly. Bachira is currently topping you with his slender yet muscular body which is covered with the thick baggy fabric of his hoodie and joggers.
"But baby... You're my mate. "
"..."
You were utterly speechless, shocked, and helplessly bound from his tight grip on your feeble wrists —pinning you down on the couch domineeringly. Bachira is closely inching to your face as he stares at your plushy lips.
"What do you... mean?"
"Mine."
"Wha—" Your words cut off suddenly as he crashes his lips onto yours. He closed the gap between you then trailed his hand to your head while the other caress your cheek. Your brain is too shocked to process what he just said.
"Mmh! Let go!" You tried to push him off but he's hugging you so tightly while deepening the kiss. His tongue caved into your moistened mouth after prying it open, humming and moaning while teasing your tongue with his. The wet noises surround the room, *music to your ears* you can't help but to shut your eyes tight—giving up on resisting—too intoxicated to his sloppy kiss.
Your arms glide to his neck, wrapping him in your embrace. There's no need for words, his gaze is enough to lure you into his lust. A slim strand of saliva connected your mouths together for a second as the both of you broke apart.
"Pretty bunny... Let me fuck you, yeah?"
Without letting you answer, he tore off your clothes leaving you in your underwear. He attacked your neck while ridding himself of his own clothes. "Look so pretty like this~" He murmured as he continued nipping your neck leaving marks.
Every touch of his sends a cold shiver to your loins. He sunk his teeth to your collarbone, marking you as his. A pained moan slipped out from your mouth and your nails dug to his scalp, fueling him to go further.
His skilled digits trailed down your covered core, subtly sliding over it "So cute~ All wet, just for me. " He smugly whispered as you bit your lower lip trying to muffle the mewl threatening to slip out of your lips. A hand cupped your cheek, gazing at you with his lustful golden orbs. He strokes the thin fabric covering your wet mound painstakingly slow, making your hips move heedlessly.
His hands stripped off your underwear, tossed it somewhere on the ground, completely exposing your sloppy drenched slit. You have never been so flustered before, you're completely naked —exposing your flawless body to his greedy eyes. He stared at you for a while, studying your body in every inch, completely mesmerized.
His slender fingers teasing your bud "My bunny... Don't worry, I'll be gentle~" His voice murmured in a husky whisper next to your ear. *biggest lie you'll ever hear* Your muffled moans softly slipped out from your mouth while grasping the utmost top of the back pillow. His lubricated finger from your juices made its way inside your gummy walls, making you mewl and widen your eyes.
This strange unfamiliarity felt so good, pleasuring you as he gently moved his finger back and forth between your walls. You close your eyes at the overwhelming sensation, letting yourself just feel Bachira’s finger inside you as they press and explore the sensitive parts of your body. His eyes never left you, watching you closely and studying your sensitive reactions. His ears twitch whenever you moan and whimper for him —those obscene sounds you make are music to his ears, he would gladly play it on repeat all day just to make his mood better.
You hitched as he kept hitting the same sweet spot of yours—curling and angling his finger as you felt the building knot in your stomach. Another finger slipped easily inside of your tight wet folds. Your mouth gaped and eyes rolled back as his two digits hastingly impaled you. The sound of your wet mound and your lewd moans got him all aroused.
He smirked, knowing that you're near your climax. Your hands snake to his back and dig your nails as you feel your orgasm blow in soon. His pace didn't stop—he giggled as his fingers got sucked tightly inside your folds. After a few quick strokes, your back arched and your toes curled —you reached your overwhelming climax while taking your heavy breaths. He pulled out his fingers then peppered you with his kisses on your cheeks.
".. Baby.. We're not done yet. "
"H-Huh? But.. Ah–! "
You felt his hardened throbbing length reposed on your cunt after spreading your legs wider. He couldn't hide his blush and looked at you with indefinite lust in his honey golden eyes. His hand cupped your knee and his other interlocked with yours. "Please? May I~? " He sounds so needy and probably will never back down no matter what. He wants to fill you in with his member. He wants to be inside of you. And yes, he's desperate.
In the corner of your eyes, you saw how big he was. You wondered if you could actually take it. Maybe it will destroy you, yet you cannot stop the greedy cat in front of you. Leaving you with no other choice, you nodded slowly —still not used to how things turned out this way. Bachira could never be much happier and slid his length inside of your tight wet slit slowly. He moaned and gasped as he entered, filling you in with his fat cock.
"Pull it out! It hurts! " He leaned closer, kissing your tears on your cheeks. "Shh.. It won't take long. I'll have you bouncing on me later~" Bachira completely ignored your whines as he started to move. He pulls and pushes deeply inside of you slowly, making you knit your brows and pained moans skid out from your mouth.
You can feel his hot member throb inside of you. "So fucking tight... God... You're so good.. My bunny~" His whimpers pivot closely next to your ears. His free hand creeped on your tit, teasing your hardened nipple. The sensation made you almost lose your mind, making you feel over the edge. His cock started to pick up the pace, kissing your cervix and hitting your g-spot. Your wet teary eyes blubbers, making lewd moans that you've never even heard before, then the pleasure starts to take over —the rush of dopamine makes you reach your second orgasm— you gasped and accidentally scratched his back with your nails.
"F-Fuck! Ah! S-Stop! "
He didn't pull out just yet, still hitting your abused pussy with a rapturous impale after cumming on his dick. A rim of your juices circles on his length—making him fasten his pace once more. Your chest is torn of your broken moans, which bubble up in whimpers and hiccups up on your throat. Your body isn't cooperating with you anymore, and the only sense you can summon is sufficient to repeat the single thought that is on your mind—Bachira. You moaned his name loudly, and your hips rolled with his. He grunts, letting out a whimper.
"Gonna fill you up with my kittens, yeah?...'M gonna fill you up inside~"
He held you closely to his chiseled chest—thrusting rapidly. Your head falls back, mouth hang open as his hips explode into you with the ferocity of a man possessed. He strikes that spot inside you. You felt his hot thick liquid buried inside of you as your legs trembled against his, your calves digging into his sides. Both of you catching your ragged breaths. He pulled his length out of your filled pussy with his cum—spilling out till it reached the foam.
"... That's bad... My bunny, you should take everything in! " He stammered before picking you up, carrying your tired body into a bridal style. He threw you in your bed, topping you with his hardened cock—rocking it slowly on top of your battered cunt. His sinister eyes didn't subside at all. He plants kisses on your stomach as he giggles—like a kid got to play with their favorite toy.
"My mate looks so pretty like this~" He lifted one of your legs and placed it on his shoulder. He nips at your inner thigh, marking you once more. You couldn't help but to moan after slipping his cock into your cum-filled pussy—sending overstimulating shocks to your body.
"Hngh.. It goddamn hurts… " You whimpered, panting, and composing your breath as he fucks you continuously—not stopping till dawn kiss your skin— molding your mound mercilessly into the shape of his inhumanely size cock. Your eyes rolled back, lips parting slightly as your tongue hangs out of your mouth. Carelessly creating loud flowing moans, frolically thrusting his dick in and out of you.
You voice out his name, babbling muffled whimpers about how good he is. In less than twenty minutes, he broke you entirely, and he's so pleased with himself. You're now topping him after he lifted you, enforcely shifting positions on the bed. His hands tightened around your hips, drawing you in as his hips moved. He continued to thrust at you quickly while continuing to kiss your cervix and stroke your g-spot. Despite your desperate attempts to regain your breath, you whimpered, shivered, and begged for more as you lay on the bed.
Soon afterward, he came to your exhausted pussy once more. His warm, creamy liquid filled you up again. Tears were streaming down your cheeks, and all you could manage was a muffled whimper. As you attempt to form words, your lips twitch. He gave his best effort to comfort your broken body, licking and kissing your salty tears.
"My bunny, you're such a good girl… You're so good, ahh~… Let's have another round, shall we? "
When he was done talking, he grinned. His hands descend to your back and firmly grasp you, allowing his still-rock-hard dick to slide in.
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mixtape-racha · 4 months
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more tiger hybrid hyuka >///<
nsfw or sfw idc just tiger hyuka
LIAAAAA !!! i have so many thoughts dw babe tiger!hyuka lives rent free in my head rn (the thoughts in italics are recycled from the ask i sent lia here)
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tiger!hyuka who preys on you - but not in the way you're thinking ok maybe kind of in the way you're thinking but i mean like ??? his eyes are always on you and like you can feel someone staring at you but you can't see him because he hides himself so well in his surroundings
tiger!hyuka who pounces on you when you're sat still for too long, or laid in bed chilling, but does the little butt wiggle that felines do before pouncing :(
tiger!hyuka who - like all tigers - prefers solidarity :( but that changes so fast when he meets you !! now he's inseparable from you, and can't understand why he enjoyed being alone so much now
tiger!hyuka who bounces into your room, showing off a bug he caught like prey - hes so proud that he caught it so you better give him praise !!
tiger!hyuka who sometimes forgets he can speak and often communicates through little vocalisations - purring or humming, even occasionally chuffing when he's particularly happy
tiger!hyka who enjoys going in walks to find fields with long, thick, wavy grass to play around in !! he enjoys sneaking up on you and scaring you playfully, and the wild vegetation only helps with that
tiger!hyuka who's an incredible swimmer, and can't help his instinct of jumping into any lake or river he can find - he loves playing in the water, especially after a day in the fields, so be prepared to have to carry spare clothes with you everywhere
tiger!hyuka who also uses signals a lot - scenting all your clothes and belongings so other hybrids know who you belong to >:( and through pawing/scratching !! so expect a lot of torn up cushions if u don't get baby hyuka a scratch post :(
tiger!hyuka who is a complete night owl - tigers usually hunt at night, and so his instincts just keep him up for so long !! he's usually pass the time by gaming, but sometimes he'll ask you to watch nature documentaries with him
tiger's mating patterns usually occur during november - april, so during these months be fully prepared for tiger!hyuka's breeding kink to go wild !! tiger's also usually have 2-4 cubs so be prepared for the chance of twins or triplets
tiger!hyuka who gets more aggressive/protective in an environment with more big cat!hybrids - specifically other tigers or lions
tiger!hyuka who spends a loooong time grooming himself each day !! his fur is his pride and joy, and he needs to keep it in tip top condition
tiger!hyuka who gets along most with bears, leopards and wolves because of his instincts, although these animals are more active in the day so there isn't much collaboration
tiger!hyuka who sleeps most of the day because of his nocturnal instincts, and you can usually find him dozing on the couch - especially if the sun is shining in on him
tiger!hyuka who left home young, because tiger's leave their parents' territory at a young age - and moved far away so the males in his family wouldn't think he was challenging them for their territory
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(a/n: scheduled post!)
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leebitkitty · 8 months
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hi hi!!!! 👋👋👋👋👋
congrats on your 300 followers cutie heheheeeeee 🥳🥳🥳 I'm going to place my req nowaaksnjsns🏃‍♀️
so, soft!dom!lee know x brat!fem!reader😼 here's my idea: minho comes home from practice and finds her doing something that's forbidden. he also desperately needs a shower, so why doesn't he give his little brat a discipline in the bathroom???
alr, here are the prompts!!
23. "bold now, are we?
52. "let's save water by showering together, baby"
49. "what did i say about breaking the rules?"
39. "let's start off with touching here.."
I'm so excited to see what you brilliantly come up with and dw, don't rush or stress, I have lots of patience!!! 😽😽 tyyy
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"i know what you were doing~"
pairing: soft!dom!minho x brat!fem!reader
note: eeee hihi!!!!!!!😄😄😄 tysm for requesting and this sounds like a fabulous idea HEHEJEHEHEJHD feel free to send more my friend!!!! i was desperately waiting for your ask
prompts:
🐱 23. "bold now, are we?"
🐱 52. "let's save water by showering together, baby."
🐱 49. "what did i say about breaking the rules?"
🐱 39. "let's start off with touching here.."
warnings: shower sex, oral f and m receiving, fingering, a tiny bit of tit play, orgasm denial, masturbation, use of word brat, cursing, pet name (baby), i think thats it
minors do not interact
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minho was still in the dance practice room with his members, sweating his ass off like always. but he wanted to come home to you so bad, so he started packing up his bag and left.
meanwhile, you were in your room, incredibly needy and too hazy to even tell the time. the clock on the wall in your room clearly stated that minho was coming home soon, as he said he would be home a couple hours early because he always ends up missing you too much to actually complete his dance practice time.
you laid down in your bed, your fingers dragging across your skin, soon enough landing on your pussy, in which you still had your panties on. you immediately felt relief, letting a loud, drawn-out groan from your throat. you let yourself get lost in the feeling, rubbing your fingers fast on your clit and softly pinching your soft tits.
"minho.." you meekly whispered, thinking about how you wished he was here right now, touching you and whispering things in your ear only you two would tell eachother.
as if on cue, minho silently entered the house, not wanting to potentially wake you up from the nap you said you would be taking. he started walking upstairs to your shared bedroom.
he looked through the slit of the door, smirk immediately raising. just as you were getting close, minho entered in with a creak of the floor.
you immediately threw your blanket on top of you and sat up, trying to act nonchalant.
"o-oh! hi minho! how was p-practice?" you said, smiling and scratching your neck.
"don't try to change the subject, baby. i know what you were doing~" minho says, walking up to your bed.
"minho! it isn't what you think it is!" you say, leaning back towards the headrest.
you use this moment to really look at your boyfriend. his sweaty, dark red hair that's currently clung to his forehead, the soaked towel around his neck, and the soaked white t-shirt he was wearing. you could clearly see his perfectly defined abs and his beautiful pecs.
minho harshly drove you back to reality, hands snapping to the blanket and tearing it off of you.
"what did i say about breaking the rules?" he said, caressing your face.
you leaned into his caresses, closing your eyes and moving your head around his hand like a cat.
when minho could see he wasnt getting an answer from you, he lightly pinched your neck and repeated his question, drawing a tiny whimper from your mouth.
"what did i say about breaking the rules?" he repeated, lifting up your chin with one finger to look at him.
"t-to not break them or-.. or i'll be punished..." you shuddered.
"see? you do remember! now let's save water by showering together baby, i need to discipline my little brat."
you and minho got up from the bed, heading to the shower. after undressing, you both went in, the warm water making you much more hazy than you already were.
it was then you realized how hard minho really was, tip blazing red, standing proudly. you reached out to touch it, gently groping the tip.
minho couldnt help but force his eyes shut at your actions, but wasnt out of his mind just yet to submit to you.
"bold now, aren't we?" he said, swatting your wrist, stopping you from touching him further.
"brats don't get to touch dick." he said, pointing at you. "be patient."
"now, let's start off by touching here.." he says, dragging his fingers across your tits.
you threw your head back as he painfully treaded his fingers across your skin, touching everywhere but the one place you needed him most.
minho brings you closer to him, so that your back was on his chest. he skimmed his fingers to your folds, touching them and opening them continuously.
"please, minho, more.." you squeal, feeling his fingers so close to your aching and pulsing clit.
"shh.. its alright baby, let's be patient, hmm?" he hushes you, softly rubbing his fingers on your clit.
"you like that, my sweet baby?" he says calmly, kissing your open neck.
you felt pathetic. all you could do was whimper and moan mindlessly, but in all honesty, you really didn't care.
"o-oh fuck!" you yelped, "minho, minho i'm so close p-please let me-" your words were cut off by minho tearing his hand away from your clit.
"w-why'd you do that?!" you whined, legs still shaking.
"aww.. too bad. brats don't get to cum do they? you've been a bad girl today, breaking the rules, hm?" he says.
"i'll give you a deal. make me cum first, and i'll give you the best orgasm of your life. okay?" he says, giving you the sweetest smile.
your heart lept at the thought of feeling him in your hand and in your mouth.
you simply nodded as you turned around and crept down so you were face-to-face with his fully erect cock, red and angry.
you took him in your hand first and simply gave him tiny licks on the tip, his most sensitive spot to get him to cum quick.
minho whimpered at your actions, but suprised you by nearly slamming your head on his dick so that his entire length was in your mouth. he smiled as he threw his head back on the wall, letting out a string of curses.
"that didn't hurt, did it baby?" minho asks, letting the grip of his hand on your head go, allowing you to go at your own pace.
you slid your mouth off his dick, coughing with glossy eyes and wet lips smeared with precum as you let out a tiny little "no", voice hoarse.
"what a pretty sight. my little brat looks so pretty gagging on my dick." he said, pushing his length in your mouth gently, inch by inch.
you started pumping him with your mouth properly, hands stroking what you couldn't take and bobbing your head and looking up at him through your lashes.
his moans were on time with your mouth, eyes forced shut voice getting higher and sweeter, signaling he was close.
"fuck, i'm about to cum, take my load in your mouth like a good girl." he said, gripping your hair and thrusting in your mouth.
you moaned onto his length, the vibrations sending him into ecstasy.
he nearly rolled his eyes back at the feeling, ears a heavy blushing pink, so sensitive to the touch.
"fuck, ah, ah, ah!" he moaned, cumming in your mouth.
"such a good girl, you made me cum!" he says, pecking your lips with every word.
he pushed your body gently so your back was on the wall, him crouching down to in between your legs.
"now, time for your reward, hmm?" he smiles, mouth already on your puffy and sensitive clit.
you already felt like cumming as soon as he even licked you, but you tried to hold it in.
minho could tell you were already so close, so he inserted both his digits in you, smirking up at you.
"oh my god, minho, p-please let me cum! i'm so close please, please, please-" you rambled, hand on the wall as your legs continued shaking.
you gripped his hair as you came, eyes welling up and face red. he took his mouth off you and kissed you, moaning at the taste of your own pussy.
"such a good girl, cumming all over my mouth like that." minho says, already turning off the shower and turning on the bath.
"lets relax for a while. i'll bath you like the good girl you are."
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sincerely-nines · 9 months
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remember when i said hs tango has beef with the cats
yeah
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Everything after was a blur. The first minute Tango was coaxing the cat to come closer to him, the next he was on the ground, face littered with scratches and hair tangled with leaves and twigs. Jimmy ran over in worry, before breathing in relief to see the tan cat safe in Tango’s arms. There were no words as the angel scooped the feline from him, wings fluttering in delight as the cat snuggled into his hold as he began to walk away. “Not even a single, ‘are you okay?’ or a ‘thank you so much, Tango!’” he huffed.
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If Jimmy calling out Tango’s name countless times didn’t manage to wake him, the shaking definitely did. Through half-lidded eyes, he saw Jimmy staring intently at him, definitely too close but not too close for Tango- in his tired state- to do anything about it. 
“Tango,” he said.
“…huh…”
“There’s a cat outside,”
“….and…?”
“And it needs your help,”
“….my help?” The angel nodded enthusiastically. Tango propped himself on his elbows, meeting Jimmy’s eyes.
“Jimmy, why does a cat outside need my help?”
“It’s stuck on a tree. And it won’t come down,”
Tango hummed, setting himself down, head on his folded arms. It didn’t take long for Jimmy to start shaking him again.
“Tango! You need-” Jimmy cut himself off with a laugh. “-you need to get it down!” 
When Tango failed to reply, choosing to ignore his pleas, he felt the mattress of his bed shift under Jimmy’s weight as the blonde leaned forward.
“Come on…Please? For me?” Jimmy tried again, voice quieter but closer than before, and sure enough, when Tango turned his head, Jimmy’s face just an inch away, wearing his usual angelic look he found so hard to say no to. He groaned and stood up knowing this was no exception. 
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also dw tango loves norman thats literally their child
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isa-ghost · 21 days
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amfmn missa.. p please.. please mother … feed us
I'M BEING ENABLED PPOVERHEAT
He's an actual grim reaper. That's where he's disappeared to so often in canon, reaper duties. It's a very demanding job, you know.
Doesn't stop him from feeling terrible about being gone so often though. He misses his husband and kids and hates how often he's out of the loop :(
Fr though Phil and the kids make him so so happy after spending countless hours working such a sad job. It's also partially why he sings and makes art. That brand of fun is catharsis for the soul.
He has all his canon weapons but I ALSO gave him a reaper deathscythe. And boy is he gonna use it. Fucking AWOOGA MissaSinfonia when he's angry.
Btw as a reaper he can FEEL souls. He can see their power, their condition, feel the surface level emotions and personality of its owner. This will come in handy later in the fic. ;)
As per the post I made asking for Missa appreciation so I can characterize him properly: He's undyingly loyal, he fights hard and loves even harder, he's protective, silly, and goddamn can he flirt.
All his wet cat behavior is a result of getting too overwhelmed by The Horrors. He's seen A Lot as a reaper. But somehow Quesadilla Island and all its... Everything. Always manage to show him a new brand of What The Fuck he's never even imagined before. Hence all his screaming and weeping when he's caught up on what he's missed. Like how tf else is he supposed to react??
Somewhat attached to that, he and Phil rlly were a match made in Federation Heaven bc they both have issues with self-doubt despite being insanely skilled and sharp-witted. Missa is better abt it than Phil though. His only acts up when he messes up a lot or just. Doesn't have a clue how to handle a situation where it's dire that he does. It's more of an insecurity about being unprepared and failing his loved ones than it is a doubt he has skill. He KNOWS he does, he hates when it's not enough. That's how he differs from Phil, who thinks he has none at all.
Btw when you fuck with the people he's protective over, he gets PISSED. We're getting a LOT of pissed off Missa in AMFMN <3 Ofc there'll be a lot of reaper tears too, his husband is suffering and there's little he can do about it. :( But ohohoho when the sad turns into rage. BARK WOOF. Eventually he decides EK is catching these hands and scythe.
He also shakes hands with his husband on being a self-sacrificing little shit. And. Yeah this is gonna happen later in the fic. (He's not dying dw dw)
You have no idea how excited I am that I basically get to build his dynamics with Fit, Etoiles, and Bagi from scratch. I'm so hyped. People are welcome to reply with this with any crumbs we have of their dynamics in canon but afaik they've rarely interacted outside of very minor moments, so AMFMN will largely be a sandbox for me to establish what I THINK they'd be like. Which in my fic plan so far, is largely taking each character's personality and applying how I think they'd react to a situation, and how that would look when two of them are interacting in that situation. Ex: at one point Etoiles has to comfort Missa bc he's just having a ROUGH time with this saving Phil stuff. But Etoiles is NOT a comfort guy. So he does his Etoiles thing: hearing Missa out while also cracking his usual brand of jokes in an attempt to lighten the mood.
I also have a plot point planned with him and Bagi when shit is hitting the fan the hardest and OUUGHHH. That self-sacrificing shit am I right.
God I'm being so mean to him specifically in AMFMN though. Ender King is a sack of shit, he knows exactly who to harass most using Phil's body >:/
See in my AMFMN Fitza headcanons, I said they're each other's confidants. Which IS true. However, no one in the fic gets the honor of Phil FINALLY communicating with someone about his issues other than his husband. Missa is the person he caves and confesses things to. Missa gets the HC Deity lore and what's been happening to him lately. This is actually what Chapter 3 is :D
Also I am so sorry but I'm sliding a Missa Romantic Love Confession attempt into the fic and it gets interrupted by The Horrors. But yeah Missa is romantically in love with Phil, he just respects that Phil sees things platonically. He still wants to communicate his feelings though.
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sadtonight · 1 year
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"Welp, I'm a kitty magnet I guess"
Summary: you were always fond of felines and they were always fond of you! You never strolled alone outside without a fluffy tail following suit or causing trouble along the way. Now at Night Raven, people are yet to discover this fascinating fact;
Characters: Diasomnia dorm;
Warnings: none, reader is gender neutral, reader is Ramshackle perfect but without Grim, could be viewed platonic or romantic;
Side notes: perfect without Grim?? Yeah he could play some role in scenarios but I didn't intend on adding him initially so he didn't make it here. Dw I will write Grim some day, when inspiration strikes me that is!
Sebek
— the first encounter with your colorful full-blown cat herd took place on Ramshackle dorm grounds. On his way to you, Sebek couldn't help but wonder why in Twisted Wonderland did his master choose to spend his precious time in such dilapidated building. It just reeked with high likelihood of foul play taking place!
— then all of the sudden, the sound of something wooden crushing rung across relatively vacant dormitory making Sebek jump into a fight stance and scan the building with his focused, dialed, green eyes;
— the observation proved fruitful when he caught the sight of brown and black flashes darting back and forth before at last jumping through the opened window into your home;
— wasting no time Sebek dashed to your house and flung open the front doors. He knew something was up!!
— although, tall male's demeanor changed when he saw ahead...two stray cats fight and hiss at each other until finally they retreated to separate corners. And those were not the only felines there: some were resting on the stairs, other were grooming themselves and one white cat in particular was dormant prior to Sebek's intrusion;
— when the white cat decided to greet the guest by making circles around male's legs, Sebek shifted his body screaming "CAT! STOP RUBBING YOUR BODY AGAINST MY PANT LEG! YOUR FUR IS DIRTYING MY FRESHLY IRONED UNIFORM!!" and took the animal in question by it's scruff, gently settings it far away from himself;
— you were not far behind the scene, sitting in the living room and combing through the ashy grey cat's fur with a special brush. The first year came up to you and began asking multiple questions regarding cats that you housed. The answers came, albeit after you convinced the male to help you groom your little furry pets first to which he begrudgingly agreed;
— it's hard to say if Sebek came over more often since then, but one thing for sure, you were grateful that he helped you with tending the felines, however not without making excuses as to why he was smiling so damn hard when the cats purred under his hands while he patted and scratched all the right spots;
Silver
— Silver, being the victim of strong narcolepsy, has fallen asleep multiple times per day in every place and position possible;
— he usually would try to break free from his unusual fate yet today wasn't the luckiest of days. The sun was shining softly and temperature was mild and warm enough not to stress any person from overheating or freezing. A perfect weather to fall asleep under the tree shade on the young crisp grass that is;
— sleeping lad was as always found not by fellow schoolmates but by variety of creatures that lived around. Today though, the visitors were none other than felines;
— spotted cat was making itself comfortable near Silver's exposed neck, curling into warm flesh. Orange cat, on the other hand, was more interested in paper bag that the male was still clutching even in his slumberous state, filled with foods that were requested by Diasomnia's residents;
— all the fur tickling along with finger licking and biting caused second year to finally stir awake. To his surprise he saw two cats, which appeared to be domesticated rather than wild. He got up from his resting spot only to catch a glimpse of your figure through the tall bushes;
— Silver called up two troublemakers and as he was approaching the sidewalk he saw that your arms were full with a gigantic, heavy looking cat food bag that obscured your view. The knight greeted you and you responded likewise although not without a few grunting;
— he couldn't stand just watching you struggle so he carefully exchanged his light paper bag with yours and carried it without any visible discomforts;
— that was the moment when orange cat came into view and soon the spotted one, watching with anticipation. You called out their names with annoyance, since you were actually looking for them the whole morning, and they followed you gingerly, making Silver smile ever so slightly;
— when you got home, it took a bit less than a few sniffing to get all the cats to befriend Silver. You thought that knowing cat language was vital when conveying your human words to you pets, but Silver was speaking human with them, asking them not to hunt down any of his bird friends. Huh, surprisingly enough, it looked like they were listening to him...;
Lilia
— continuous 'tiks' from the clock were seemingly endless when the history paper was already inked in all corresponding places. Apparently, you don't even need to learn heavy textbooks by heart when you happen to live for several centuries and watch most of innocuous and not so innocuous events unfold right before your eyes;
— Lilia was oh so bored right at this moment. He was eyeing professor Trein to catch his gaze and make a signal that he was, indeed, already finished with the history test;
— third year was almost successful in his endeavour when unexpectedly his pointed ears caught the some familiar sounding noise. Oho, now Lilia was so curious he couldn't hold back from levitating from his seat;
— Trein had no plans to stop his mischievous student, thus allowing young looking male to excuse himself;
— fae had wandered a bit, taking pleasure in listening to barely audible school life from the closed doors. He was beginning to think his mind was playing tricks on him back in his class, until he heard faint hissing right below his feet. A black kitten was arching it's back, fierce eyes piercing a floating oversized jacket;
— Lilia let out a light chuckle and picked the feline up, cooing and patting the fragile animal while it continued to meow. That's when the sound of hurrying footsteps echoed through the empty halfway. If the fae recalls correctly, those footsteps belong to....
— if previously you were feeling worried now it was pure anxiety. Head frantically flying from left to right, palms getting damp and ears perked up to any sound that resembled a cat voice or activity. You swore you lost a bit of your sanity when you heard the meowing from the ceiling, not daring to rise your head up, which was an unwise decision on your part;
— "Are you perhaps looking for something?~" wondered Lilia out loud, bare distance between his mouth and your ear. Naturally, you recoiled from sudden jumpscare only to let a sigh of relief upon seeing the third year who was grinning from ear to ear;
— you quickly explained to Lilia your problem, to which he pulled out the missing cat from the jacket with a small 'ta-da!'. You were elated to see the black kitten reaching out to you, both sound and well. The happiness was short lived though due to bat fae comparing the skittish kitten to you, which you did not appreciate in the slightest.
Malleus
— the gargoyle appreciation club activities heavily involved sightseeing — activity which brought young dragon fae great deal of pleasure. To admire the work and thought that went into the creation along with it's practical and aesthetic functions were essential to club's founder;
— however Malleus never considered animals such as house cats to also find the appeal of rock or marble constructions that adorn the roofs. As fae got closer, his gaze has fallen on one of his beloved gargoyle and afterwards — his equally beloved companion from Ramshackle, sitting near the statue;
— he decided to watch what was happening before stepping in and got to behold your futile attempts of getting down with a scared looking tabby feline trashing in your hands, preventing you from descending on the windowsill;
— you were the one who spoke first, calling out Malleus to search for help. He himself wasn't satisfied with your request, believing that he was more than capable of aiding you than the others, thus third year proposed to get you down by his own means: with magic;
— in contrast you absolutely refused because you knew well that the cat you were holding expressed immense terror when faced with magic. Although with all that said, you failed to convince the male, who already made up a plan on how to get you down;
— without warning, the black marble gargoyle beside you came to life: it's limbs beginning to move and roars breaking out of it's mouth. The frightening display rendered you and cat motionless, forcing you to slip and fall down;
— you were a goner, you thought to yourself, yet the impact with the ground was suspiciously way too soft. Former distress gradually dispelled and the gravity of the situation, instead of the planet, sinked in: Malleus was holding you in his arms bridal style, checking if you or the animal in your hands were unharmed;
— now officially the was a ban that prevented the fae prince of ever doing so again, which so far he has to grasp. However there was positive outcomes resulting from the incident that occurred;
— Malleus was acquainted with a family of cats that you hung out with regularly. He was astonished by their warm welcomes and bewildered by the sudden fits of biting, scratching and attacking that you described as playfulness. Dragon fae was untimely glad that you provided a chance for him to familiarise himself with such interesting animal as cats, creatures he could not get to know better without you given his circumstances.
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nikkisixxsmissingpick · 2 months
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Hi! could you write about izzy stradlin and the reader,where after 2 years they meet again and end up together? the frist time they meet was on gnr’s frist tour but the reader couldn’t stay with izzy so they had like a situationship . Sorry if it’s detailed!
Some sunny day
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A/N:I love this kind of trope, it's just very cute. DW about being detailed, in fact I do like it more
WARNINGS: fights (not from Izzy and reader), pet names, reader is referred to as "Cinderella" but no pronouns are mentioned
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It was a day like none other, Izzy woke up in the "hell house", as the boys in the band called it, to some screaming (which he later found out was Axl being pissed off over something small, as always).
He had some things to do today, so he dressed up in some blue button up, some jeans and a pair of black converse, grabbed the things he needed and left the place.
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With the new strings for his guitar and the set of picks in a little bag he quickly shoved in the small backpack, he left the store.
When Izzy was heading back to the hellhouse he came across the new park that had opened recently, and it was almost empty, so the raven haired man decided to take a little walk.
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When the man was walking trough the park he came across a familiar face sitting next to a tree and reading a book, which read "The Hobbit" on the cover in big golden letters.
He walked over to you and leaned one of his forearms on the tree, crossing his feet behind the other and looking at you
"so.... You were not thinking of calling any time soon?"
He said lowly, you got a bit startled and looked up at him, but as soon as you recognized his oh so slightly hooked nose a small smile tugged on your lips, mirroring his.
You closed the book and tapped the place next to yours. He seated down next to you and you practically jumped on him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders in a hug.
He wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you back.
"I missed you... I just didn't call because someone forgot to give me their number"
You said as the both of you part the hug, raising your eyebrows, but the smile never leaving your lips neither his.
"well, if Cinderella didn't hurry right out of the place at midnight claiming that 'you can't leave your car alone' you would have the number"
He provokes back, wiggling his eyebrows lightly. You scoff, followed by a light chuckle
"for the record, my cat did scratched the couch when I got home"
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After some time just chilling next to Izzy he realized the time and clicked his toungue
"I sorry, sweetheart... Axl is gonna kill me if I don't go back with the things..."
He says, getting up from his spot
"Iz, are we gonna meet again?"
You ask before he leaves, looking up at him and fidgeting with the cover of your book
"some sunny day"
He smiles softly and so do you, but your grow bigger as you say
"well... Tomorrow will be sunny according to the news"
He raises an eyebrow
"are you inviting me on a date?"
"maybe"
"meet me here tomorrow at seven, if you don't plan on going Cinderella again"
He says before walking out, leaving you with your book and a little anxiety
"some sunny day"
You repeat to yourself lowly
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@izzystradliniscute
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sleepdeprivedsimp234 · 3 months
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Saw a post about wanting headcannon asks… so I have arrived! Any hcs for our boy Loui? Or Florida, or York, or Gov, or anyone really. I like reading about people hcs
YESSSS I DOOOOOO :) <— not a threatening smile dw
Louisiana:
Florida has to make sure that he tells Loui if he’s leaving somewhere cuz otherwise, Loui will very much “internally” panic.
Give him cuddles 🥺 Or let him cuddle you cuz he loves it either way 🥺😭
He will get attached if you make him feel like he’s actually worth something (totally not projecting here). That has however led to some toxic friendships/relationships. Ones where he didn’t want the person to leave, so he did everything he could to make them happy even if it hurt him. (I’m not projecting shut the fu-)
Loves inviting friends over for dinner/parties
Has a catahoula leopard dog/german shepherd mix named Beau, and a black cat named Misty and he loves them both so much.
Has a habit of forgetting that he already told a story, and then he tells it again with the same amount of enthusiasm he did the first time. His friends still listen though cuz they love him and it’s adorable.
Glass bones and paper skin. Lil boy gets hurt very easily but selects the ignore button. Bent his ankle in a way it shouldn’t be able to bend? Ignore. Gets stabbed repeatedly on an evening walk in NOLA? Tis’ but a scratch. Falls off a cliff into raging waters? I’m not dead yet!! Someone tries to help him? "YOUR MOTHER WAS A HAMSTER AND YOUR FATHER SMELLED OF ELDERBERRIES-"
At this point, he’s only still alive and existing out of pure spite and stubbornness.
Gets spooked by everyone and everything.
He probably does that thing where he creeps up on people, stops when they turn around, continues when they turn back around, and then tackle-hugs them. Sometimes though, he’ll just get snatched midair and cuddled to death :]
Florida:
Makes time for him and Loui to cuddle
Actually a decent cook (he sorta lives with Loui-), but he enjoys chaos and fire so. Don’t let him in the kitchen alone.
Actually has an okay relationship with his father (wow me not giving someone daddy issues 😨😰😱), but doesn’t talk to him much. He’s kinda pissed about how much his father neglected him though.
Surprisingly, he knows when it’s not the time to joke around.
Strong man 💪 can pick up all of his friends. Yes even Texas (tbf, he’s just tall he doesn’t weigh that much but it’s still impressive-)
Great hugs 9.5/10. I say only 9.5/10 cuz he might slip you a little danger noodle for a friend.
Gov:
TIRED AF SOMEONE GET THIS MAN IN BED (NOT LIKE THAT-) AND GET HIM SOME DAMN WATER. AGUA. EAU. WASSER. FOR THE SAKE OF HIS ORGANS I BEG.
Has really bad back pain from being hunched over his desk all the time. His joints be poppin 24/7. He’s a lil crispy if you will.
Double jointed mf. Bendy bitch.
Gets treated like absolute sh*t back at the White House. He really needs better handlers.
Can’t cook for sh*t. He’s been known to make backward pb and j sandwiches and pour coffee on the bottom of the mug. Tbh he could probably cook if he wasn’t so sleep deprived.
Low iron and dizzy spells and chronic migraines. How he’s still alive I have no idea.
New York:
My precious baby I’m so nice to him. And since I’m so nice to him: I’ve given him anemia, insomnia, an iron deficiency, and asthma <3
Mans has to stand up REAL slow cuz otherwise he’ll fall and maybe pass tf out.
His brothers are always making sure that he isn’t just dropping dead to a dizzy spell.
He has poliosis :’D
He’s helpful but in the worst ways possible. If someone leaves an empty cup on the counter whilst he’s around. Cuz he will stare at them and slowly nudge it towards the edge of the counter.
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shankschewtoy · 1 year
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One piece characters as cats
a/n - i dont own a cat idk where I had this idea from 😭
Warnings ⚠️ - none, g/n reader
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Kid
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- don’t take pictures of him
- hates water
- will bite, scratch, hiss, shit on the carpet, knock his food bowl over, and demand whatever he wants
- he’s only ‘nice’ to you (by that I mean he doesn’t bite your skin off)
- will look at you tauntingly as he shits on the carpet when the litter box is a step away
- hates going on walks
- really likes head-scratches, he won’t let anyone else do it but you tho
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Law
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- tired af
- don’t let anyone pet him, he will flip them off
- will not eat his food unless it’s that specific wet food and tuna with vitamin supplements, he knows he needs to be healthy
- again, hates water
- will fight you if you try to give him a bath
- hates other cats
- likes watching tv with you
- he drinks tea 💀
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Robin
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- she’s coming for your soul
- very sweet cat
- kinda shy but won’t bite!
- doesn’t like water lol
- she enjoys just laying on your stomach or lap while she takes naps
- please give her a little cute knitted sweater- just pls
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Koby
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a/n - I have more dw
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pjsk-writin · 1 year
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HELLO HELLO, OMG I SAW THE STRAY CAT POST I LOVE IT <3333!! 💮 anon here btw :DDD also how are you?? bro the second i saw the stray cat post i immediately loved it omg aisufhgskydghjksgb anyways i have another request, if it's already requested or if you can't do it, its fine, dw so i have been thinking, maybe a reader with like.. an addiction to scratching the scabs they have?? idk i have the same problem here. maybe that reader paired up with the pjsk boys idk anymore
HIII omg I'm so happy u loved it !! and just like me fr it's a problem FBKSJG- hope u like this !! <3
♡ SCABS - Akito Shinonome, Toya Aoyagi, Tsukasa Tenma and Rui Kamishiro x Reader
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Akito:
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He may not be good at affectionate words, but do you know what Akito is good at? Passive aggressive actions and words-
He honestly didn't think much of you scratching your scabs when he first met you, just finding it to be a weird habit
But once the two of you start dating? Oh hell no. He is not going to be dating someone who is constantly bleeding-
You have a habit of picking your scabs? Congrats, you've given him the habit of smacking your hand away from your scabs and going "Babe no-"
He develops a weird sixth sense for it too. You could be standing and idly scratching your scabs and he appears out of nowhere to swat at your hands
Eventually he resorts to just holding your hands. It stops you from scratching, but it definitely embarrassed him the first time he did it without warning-
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Toya:
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Toya absolutely hates the sight of someone he loves literally bleeding, so if course it makes him feel anxious-
The first time he sees you picking your scabs, whether you are dating or not, he's like, "No?? Why are you doing that?? That's not good??"
He doesn't really know how to stop you beside looking up why picking scabs is bad and just showing you the results
He also develops a sixth sense to the fact, just immediately appearing beside you and giving you the most concerned look he can possibly give-
He brings you a lot of his arcade machine winnings with the hope that having something other than your scabs to scratch at (it's up to you if it works or not)
He ends up carrying bandaids around just because of your habit. He'll see that you're scratching and just sigh, taking your hands away before putting a bandaid on.
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Tsukasa:
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Tsukasa is more than used to seeing out of the ordinary things, which is why seeing you pick your scabs doesn't register for him at first
He'll watch you scratching your scabs and just take it as one of your quirks and leave it be
...At least, he does so until he sees you bleeding because of it
He'll go full blown panic mode, asking the universe why his dearest co-star is bleeding. How could the universe dare to do this to you??
You have to explain that it just happens because of you scratching your scabs, and he takes a moment to process it before shaking his head at you. "This cannot stand any more!"
He now checks up on you, immediately shoving some sort of game or toy into your hands anytime he notices you scratching your scabs. And it...Kind of works?-
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Rui:
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If we're being honest here, Rui used to do the same thing. He's grown out of it, replacing the habit with his focus on experiments, but it does mean he isn't phased at first-
He'll see you scratching your scabs and just nod in mutual understanding. He understood the weird compulsion to do so-
He only decides to step in once someone, probably Nene, reminds him that it's actually quite bad for you-
He tries to talk you out of it, explain that scratching your scabs is really bad in the long term. His talking doesn't help-
He probably tries to give you affection then, constantly hugging you from behind or holding your hand in his. He does it because he wants to fluster you, but it's also an effective method for getting you to stop
If all else fails, he makes a little droid that gently slaps you any time it senses you're scratching. Don't ask when he had the time or resources to make it-
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silentmoths · 1 year
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The most amicable guest at the party.
here it is folks, the promised Vampire Zhongli smutfic for halloween w only 45 minutes left until mariah carey herself defrosts.
it do b kinda rushed feeling, sorry ;;
Vampire Zhongli x Afab reader
NSFW, Modern setting, Vampire AU, Hypnotism, biting/blood drinking, zhongli's stupid long tongue, some aphrodesiac, all of it is consensual dw. 3K Words, not proofread.
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It wasn’t often you let yourself be dragged to one of these silly halloween parties by your friends.
They knew you hated things being sprung on you, you were a ‘three to five business days notice’ type of person, not a ‘three to five minutes’ to prepare. 
Yet here you were, dinky set of cat ears clipped into your hair, with some fruity, alcoholic beverage in your hand, your friends long since splitting away from you to mingle with the other people here that you didn’t know.
Your silly little cat costume was certainly on the more…modest end of things here, considering the little clip-on ears and tailed-belt had been thrown at you in the car on the way here, but not like you were complaining. You’d seen a couple other ‘cats’ when you’d talked in that were far more…ahem, exposed than you would ever be comfortable with. 
Heck, since your friends abandonment, the only companionship you’d managed to find and enjoy until this point was the party-hosts actual cat, a fluffy, grumpy looking creature that seemed to hate this experience just as much as you did.
That is until you spot a pair of enchanting, amber eyes from across the room.
They belonged to a man. He was tall, with dark hair and sharp, stupidly handsome features. It doesn't take long for him to confirm you are in fact, looking his way, and he silently moves through the crowd and towards you. Somehow, and you’re not quite sure how, but he manages to pull of the vampire costume with grace, even with the stupid, high collar and the tiny little fangs poking from beneath his lips as he smiles softly at you.
“Ah, I see you’ve found the most amicable guest at this party.” He comments teasingly, motioning his glass of wine towards your feline friend.
“So it would seem.” You agree, giving the cat another scratch upon the head. “I do say he’s certainly pulling off my costume better than I am…perhaps I should go home and change.” 
The new stranger chuckles, regarding your slapdash costume “I take it this party was thrust upon you with little warning?” 
“Quite literally as I had finished my shift at work, yes.” You sigh, taking another sip of the drink your friend had thrust into your hand before vanishing. “If I’m being honest, I’d much rather be at home watching some shitty vampire movie- oh! No offence.”
The stranger laughs, warm and hearty and wow, those are some sturdy fangs, he’s even able to speak without the telltale lisp that come with the shitty plastic ones.
“Oh none taken, to be honest I was thinking about leaving myself as well…if you would like, I can always give you a ride home?” 
You have never said yes to jumping into a strangers car so quickly in your life. 
Zhongli was his name, and after some amicable talking and a quick trip through the drive through for a much needed coffee (which he paid for and refused to accept your cash even though he purchased nothing for himself, chivalrous bastard), plans take a decidedly flirtatious turn. 
“You know.” He muses as his fingers thrum against the steering wheel “My apartment is closer…you said you were a fan of vampire movies, yes? I happen to be a bit of a vampire aficionado if the costume didn’t give it away…would you like to join me for a movie instead?”
Internally? You’re screaming, you’re crying, you’re throwing up. This is the single most handsome specimen you have ever encountered on the planet and he’s just asked if you’d like to netflix and chill.
“O-oh Only if it’s not too much trouble Zhongli, I wouldn’t want to impose…” 
His gaze flicks to you a moment, soft and warm like honey and you want to faint; how the hell had you gotten into this situation?
“I would not have offered it if I hadn’t wanted you to say yes, darling.” His words are all but a low purr and you need to tamp back the urge to squeeze your thighs together like the hopeless, horny idiot you were. “Plus, my apartment is a ways off the ground floor, so It’s not like we’ll be disturbed by trick-or-treaters.”
Oh, potential sex without the fear of being interrupted? Sign you up.
When he said his apartment was off the ground floor, you had not expected the penthouse, but then again, the fancy black car should have also been a dead giveaway that he was loaded if his face didn’t scream ‘i'm rich’ already.  
Even now, he opens the car door for you, and even invites you personally into his home, a lavish apartment with all sorts of interesting, historical knick knacks and pretty shiny rocks, you had asked on the way here what he did for a living and he was apparently a geologist, which judging by the immaculately labelled gemstones…yeah, that checked out.
You sigh with relief, finally reaching up to pull those stupid ears from your hair and unclasp the belt, shoving both away into your bag, turning to watch as Zhongli shrugs off the silly vampire coat, revealing an immaculate vest and trouser combo beneath that made your mouth water just a little too much.
“You’re not gonna spit out the fangs?” you ask as he approaches; his smile only widening as something more sinister flickers across his gaze.
“Oh, my darling, these are very much real.”
In the blink of an eye, Zhongli’s handsome face suddenly radiates something else, something predatory and something you cannot escape from as he reaches out for you, one hand curling around your waist to pull you close, and the other to wrench your head to the side.
“You have no idea how starving I am.” is all he whispers before his fangs sink sharp and quick into your throat. 
You expect to cry out in pain, to scream and to sob, at the very least you expect to struggle. 
It seems neither you, nor your attacker, are expecting you to moan, and neither of you are expecting your body's sudden jolt as you cum, untouched, right there in the middle of the living room. 
Apparently it’s surprising enough to have your assailant pull back, your blood still dripping from his fangs as he blinks down at you. You, who is caught somewhere between horribly ashamed, and horribly upset that he’d stopped.
“Did you just…?”
“I did nothing.” you huff, looking away from him.
“You did, you did just-”
“If anyone did anything, it’s you!” you hiss “You’re the one who bit my neck like some crazy fucking vampire!”
Zhongli is silent for a moment, eyeing you with confusion, you don’t even have the reaction time to stop him when his hand quickly delves beneath the waistline of your pants and underwear, two fingers smearing through the slick mess you’d already made of yourself.
“So, you’re telling me, you did not just orgasm from me attempting to feed off you?” He teases, warm tongue gently lapping across the bite mark he’d left on your throat, and humming when your thighs clench around his hand.
“A-and you’re telling me you’re actually a v-vampire?”
“Are you always going to answer my questions with more questions?”
“That depends on if you’re going to answer me or not…” you were doing your best to keep up a brave face, you really were, but how long had it been since someone had touched you like this? Fuck you can’t even remember. 
Zhongli quirks an eyebrow at you, golden eyes dark and swimming with curiosity and lust in equal measure.
“And…if I said I was, in fact, a vampire?”
“I would ask you a lot more questions…”
He hums, leaning in close once more, fangs grazing against delicate skin.
“And the question at the top of that list is…?”
“Do I…still have to invite you in if it’s my body?” 
Oh, well that certainly got a reaction, what a delightful little shudder that pulls, something you can only savour for a moment before his grip on you tightens. 
“You.” he breathes, ragged already against the shell of your ear “You little minx…I’ll admit, you’ve very much caught my interest… it’s been a good century since I last bedded anyone, let alone a mortal… you have one last chance…if you say no, I’ll have my meal and leave you on your way come the morning…”
Chivalrous, even with that rather impressive-feeling hardon pressing against your hip.
Perhaps you should feel frightened, perhaps you should really reconsider your life choices if you’re very much considering fucking a real vampire…
Oh well, that was going to be a problem for future you, present you was far too horny to care that tonight might be your last night alive. 
The feeling of your blood slowly being pulled from your body is one you’re not sure you’d ever get used to, but there's something so…delightful about the feeling.
Zhongli tells you it’s rather atypical to enjoy it, but he’s not exactly upset by this development either.
His fangs slowly retract from your flesh as he’s finally had his fill pulls with it a small gasp, letting your head slump back against soft sheets as he sits back to simply admire.
“My, what a wonderful development…hm…I do hope you’ll enjoy tonight just as much as I will, little kitten.” His voice seeps into your mind, words weaving through your very soul and making you keen for more. 
Seems more is exactly what Zhongli is happy to give, once he’s cleaned his mouth of your blood, you can see the way his eyes spark with rejuvenation right before his mouth descends upon yours, lips pressing together with fever. It’s easy to ignore the taste of iron on his tongue when you’re more preoccupied discovering just how long said tongue was. Prehensile and slippery, dominating and mapping out every inch of your mouth before he pushes even more, to the back of your mouth and beyond, pushing towards your throat.
Only then do you struggle, afraid you may gag, but a soothing hand pressing against your forehead eases your movements, before his voice invades your mind.
‘Shhh, hush darling, bear with it a moment longer, this is so I do not hurt you later.’ 
His lips don't move, you supposed if the blood drinking hadn’t been proof enough of his status, the fact he could speak telepathically was. He croons against your mouth as you whimper, trying your best to keep still, you’d trusted him this far somehow, just a little more wouldn’t hurt.
‘Good, very good darling.’ his words echo through your mind again as you feel…something, some kind of liquid? Thick and viscous, slide down your throat, warming your body on it’s way down before Zhongli finally pulls away, his tongue retracting from your mouth with a slick click of a noise. “Give that a few minutes and you’ll feel amazing.”
“W-what was…that?” you hadn’t realised that you’d been holding your breath through that entire process until you’d finally been given access to air once more, leaving you a gasping, panting mess as you watch Zhongli slowly, but carefully begin to undress you. First your shoes, then socks, leaving one in it’s respective shoe, before he moves on to his own, seemingly taking his sweet time to let…whatever he’d just done, do it’s work.
“An aphrodisiac.” He enlightens “Not that you need it for arousal…but it will help your body be even more…perceptive.” 
“I…don't think I need help with that either…” You point out, but he simply shoots you a look that does nothing but scream ‘just you wait’ as he shrugs his vest from his shoulders. You’re not sure if he’s intending to make this a show for you, but you appreciate it either way. He’s methodical, one piece from you, one from him, each folded neatly and left on the ottoman at the end of his bed until you’re both left in nothing but your underwear.
(Not like your panties weren’t already soaked through, leaving nothing to the imagination, how embarrassing.)
Finally he puts his hands back on you, smooth and warm, certainly not what you expect from centuries old. 
“Look at me.” He murmurs, sliding between your legs and leaning forward, hands spreading up your torso. His gaze is warm, like dripping gold, predatory and lustful, and as you gaze up at him, you swear you can see the colour in his eyes shift, slow and mesmerising, to the point you can’t tear your gaze away, your mind slowly clouding, like a haze that left nothing but Zhongli and Zhongli alone.
“That’s it, nothing else matters right now, just you and me, hm? Like I said, perceptive.” 
“What…what freaky vampire thing did you just do to me…?” your words feel slow and slurred, just like the rest of the world as Zhongli smiles down at you.
“A little bit of hypnotism, nothing more. You still retain yourself, but everything feels just that little bit more…vivid.” At first, you don’t know what he means, but he’s quick to elaborate, brushing his thumb across a single, pert nipple and the resounding shock of pleasure that it brings leaves you reeling as he chuckles above you “see?”
God, you were in for a long night.
It had been entirely too long since your last foray into bed with someone, you weren’t exactly a novice with this but damn.
Damn did Zhongli blow all your previous partners out of the water. 
He left nowhere untouched, no patch of skin escaped his hands or his lips; soft in their touch, but intent clear. He drinks in your pathetic noises as his previous ministrations leave you strung out, hot and desperate for him; made worse by his loving croons and coo’s of praise. 
You don’t realise just how long his tongue is until it works its way deep inside your aching sex; his hands gripping your hips firmly, keeping you stuck in place despite your desperate cries and attempts to shift, craving more of his tongue, more of his touch, more of him.
“L-li..” You manage to choke out one of the few words your brain can even muster, and are rewarded with a hum, which does nothing but send glorious vibrations up his tongue and right against your most sensitive spots. 
You can feel his fangs grazing against your pussy, reminding you of the danger, of the situation you’ve found yourself in, yet that added note of danger, of predator and prey? The thought still has your mouth watering, especially because as of yet, he’s yet to test his fangs anywhere too sensitive. 
Even with his mouth occupied, his stupid telepathy meant no escape from his words, praise marred with filth, promises of all that he wanted, and what would be happening to you that night.
He doesn’t remove his face from between your legs until he himself is satisfied. Greedy in his pleasure, and the lower half of his face glistening with slick, mesmerised once again as he slowly licks his lips with a pleased, predatory hum.
You had absolutely been prepared for the whole ‘invite him in’ spiel when he finally frees his cock from the straining confines of his boxers, but he doesn't even give you the chance. Grabbing one of your legs and throwing it over his shoulder before he rolls his hips forward and all but spears you in half in one hot, wet slide that has you screaming for him.
He’s not gentle, he’s spent too long being gentle with you and honestly? You’re tired of gentle. Both his clawed hands grip your thigh tightly, pulling your body down and into his deep, brutal thrusts; moulding your insides to the shape of his cock so wonderfully, the stinging burn of the sudden penetration lasting only a moment before it’s replaced by pure, euphoric pleasure. 
It’s here, when you’re both caught in the throes of pleasure, that you see him truly come undone. Talons flexing into your skin, eyes glowing bright gold and fangs glinting dangerously, this man truly was a creature to be feared and admired.
With the apparent stamina to match, after over an hour of pushing you over the edge so many times and neglecting himself, you’re really not surprised when he climaxes first, filling your belly with liquid heat that spread down your limbs and numbed your brain even more than it already was.
He only needs a moment to catch his breath, head slumped against your knee, before you catch the mischievous glint in his eyes right before he shifts, manhandling your body like it weighed nothing, barely even pulling his still-hard cock from you as he all but holds you up against the wall, unable to touch the floor.
He takes this in stride though, ramming his dick all the way back into you and swallowing your squealing moan with his hot mouth pressing over yours as he continues to rut against and bully your insides.
You lose count of how many different positions he takes you in that night, how many more orgasms he managed to pull, but when you finally regain consciousness the next…day? A quick check of the clock on his bedside confirmed, yes, definitely the next day, almost nearing noon in fact; The room is still dark.
Thick, heavy blockout blinds cover every window, and the lump of sleeping vampire beside you shifts, reaching out with one, groggy hand, groping at your place in the sheets until he finds you and pulls you right back in, snuggling right into your chest like a pampered cat.
“Don’t go…’ll drop you off tonight…bu’ stay f’now…” He mumbles into your boobs, and you can’t help but giggle quietly, smoothing your hands over his ragged hair. “Or…” he supplements “y’could stay f’rever…I’d like that too…” 
Forever, eh? Now that’s a tempting offer…
“I’ll have to think about that one…I kinda like garlic pizza though…”
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brandnewhuman · 2 years
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Can I request the slashers with an s/o who are obsessed with cats? Like they have almost a million rescues with them or at home. All the clothing they wear is cat themed, everything is cat themed. Cats ヽ(=^・ω・^=)丿
SLASHERS WITH THEIR
S/O OBSESSED WITH CATS
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Michael Myers - Vincent Sinclair - Bo Sinclair - Jason Voorhees -
Tw: none? Maybe just canon violence, you never know if Michael ends up being more unhinged than usual
A/n: there's something so funny to me in forcing this menaces of men to put up with this type of things. Anyway, thanks for the request and I hope you enjoy it ^^ I basically picked the slashers with who you would be able to have many cats around without risking the victims hurting them
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MICHAEL MYERS:
Bro almost stomped one of your cats when he broke into your house to kill you first time you met
In Michael's defence your cat was in the way
 your cat started making weird demon noises when Michael picked him up by the scruff 
Congratulations, you have adopted an unhinged stabby bastard to add to your collection of strays
Michael is surprisingly accepting of having cats around
That's until they scratch him. 
They will get thrown in the trash can and if you bring them inside again Michael could and will get offended 
What do you mean she didn't mean to? To him it seemed very much on purpose y/n 
You might find him sometimes laying on the couch stiff as a fucking tree  with your cats all over him. 
He's not even sleeping, he's just chilling and regretting his life decisions 
When he comes home late after doing his job he will take his time to pet every cat
Will spy you to see where you keep their treats 
So if you see your babies a little bit more chonky than usual is Michael's fault
He's basically a cat himself so after the initial shock of having around so many of them he will eventually get used to it
When he notice that you seemed to like cat themed things too he would bring anything he finds that he deems cat related 
What now, Michael has given you literally just a black rock? Y/N, silly little thing, he's Michael Myers. He doesn't have to explain anything, if you don't get that it looks like your black cat which happens to be Michael's favourite then that's a you problem
Would spend hours having staring contests with your cats. 
You will find him, not a single thought behind his or your cat's eyes, staring at each other 
If it's rz mikey he will make you a mask inspired by your cats. 
VINCENT SINCLAIR:
It all started when you one day came back covering something with your jacket that was suspiciously breathing 
He tried, he really tried to say no. But you gave him that puppy dog eyes stare and promised that it won't bother anyone and you would've take care of everything 
He hasn't known peace since 
All it took was one (1) single time of him saying yes for you it to become a menace with the whole stray cats thing
He had to give up in the end so now he's just helping you out with your little friends 
You kept your promise but he didn't want you to overworked yourself - and because honestly he's starting to love them too but you didn't hear it from- 
Now…I know what you all want to know
YES, JONESY GETS ALONG WITH THEM CAUSE SHE'S THE BEST GIRL EVER. HE'S LIKE A ADOPTIVE MAMA TO THEM AND YOU CAN'T CHANGE MY MIND
Vinny loves to have one of the kittens sleeping on his lap while he's working but would have to stop doing it because he gets distracted by petting and playing with them
The house of wax will suddenly be filled with cat themed things and even cat wax figures (none of them are your cat's dw. Vinny would never do that to you)
He knows and you know that Bo doesn't like the cats and the cats don't like Bo
So you both try your best to keep both parties away from each other. 
Ngl Vinny would shamelessly let the cats scratch the shit out of Bo when he starts acting like an asshole
What makes Vinny appreciate the cats even more is that they keep you company when he has to work all day.
At least he knows you're not alone
He has done countless drawings of you with your cats
Vincent is a simple man, if it makes his s/o happy then he doesn't have a problem with it. 
Besides, all of your cats really like Vincent. Cats are really sensitive to people's energies and vibes and Vincent has something that is simply irresistible to your kitties 
BO SINCLAIR:
Bo absolutely despises them. 
As soon as you bring one cat home he's already throwing it out
He's going to mercilessly make fun of how obsessed you're with cats 
Tho everytime he goes to run some errands he brings something that has a cat on it for you
One of your favourite gifts that Bo has brought you is a cat shaped mug. You always and only use that mug for everything 
Everytime he sees you drinking from it he just smirks proud of himself 
Type of person who argues with you about how cats sucks just out of spite 
That's until you bring home a specific cat 
It's black but has white paws and he's missing one eye
It was love at first sight 
That cat tolerated you at most but with Bo? That little fucker just acts like an angel
Bo's not gonna let you forget it not now not ever
Much like with jonesy, he started with the whole "I ain't gonna care for that little shit" just for you to find him on the couch cuddling with the cat
He's the kitty's dad now and you can't do anything about it
He'll pretend he doesn't know what you're talking about when reminding him of how he used to hate cats
Mh? Hating cats? Couldn't be him y/n. He's a father now, what you're talking about
It's basically the "I hate everyone but you" trope just with a cat that has anger issues as big as bo's 
JASON VOORHEES:
Jason loves animals, I'm pretty sure we're all aware of that
Now if we're talking about normal Jason then there's no problem
Zombie Jason on the other side… at these point your cats are straight up bullying him
Animals tend to avoid Jason now that he's not alive 
Every single one of your cats is weirded out by jason. Every Time he's near them it's like peace has never been an option in their life 
Please try to cheer him up cause he's getting his feeling obliterated by a bunch of merciless mini demons
Even if your cats are a fucking menace in this man's life he's going to care about them as much as you do
He treats them like they're the most precious thing in the world just because they're important to you
He's building them all little beds and things where they can play safely
He's going to be careful none of them gets out of the cabin and if they do he's immediately bringing them back inside looking at them with concern and silently scolding them
He makes you wooden cat themed things too 
Like he has made mini wood figures of all your cats 
The only time the cats are comfortable around Jason is when he sits still on the couch or bed and just let them approach him.
He doesn't even dares to look at the little thing as it curls on himself on Jason lap to sleep
That's it, he's never going to get up again. Oh well, it's not like he has anything to do right?
Both normal Jason and zombie Jason would help you rescue stray cats. 
He's overall so happy of having them around but they are literally the meanest things he has ever seen
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could you maybe do dating capper from my little pony?? you dont have to! im not even sure you do much other than trolls, ahah
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Capper Dating Headcannons
Pairings: Capper X Reader
Warnings: Fluff
A/N: LOVELY! HAVE YOU SEEN MY MASTERLIST AND ALL THE FANDOMS IM IN?! LOVELY PLEASE GO TO MY MAP I DO MORE THE TROLLS SO DW HONEY! plus my Map is pinned on the top of my account when you see my blog ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎
- Okay but what capper did at first in the movie like planning to sell twilight and her friends I was like “Uhm BITCH?!” - Anyways heres the dating headcannons for Capper that little cat bastard who I contemplate whether I like or hate him tbh I stand my ground when he tried to sell the ponies to the circus I wanted to punt that little pussy cat SORRY SORRY! - Capper is portrayed as smooth talking, streetwise, and opportunistic, able to charm and trick others with his charismatic personality and quick wit which was something you fell for - He loves you with his WHOLE heart - Capper IS a loving and caring boyfriend though sometimes he can be an ass from time to time including his crippling debt he tries not to get you pulled into it - Loves how you treat him gently and lovingly he would stare up at you when you cup his face as he purs which he didn't know would be possible around you - He likes helping you out when he can to show you that he doesn't feel ashamed to assist you because he loves you. For him it means a lot that you are asking him to do these small tasks, he feels special. he will purr if you kiss his cheek as a reward. - Capper is not used to receiving genuine compliments, as he didn't often receive them alot due to his... career - But when you compliment him it always catches him off guard a but he eventually learned to appreciate it and it even made him feel a little sentimental and melt into your hands easily
- " I don't want to be a thief forever. I just want to find a place where we can just... be." Capper says cupping your face in his paws as you chuckle softly "No matter what happens I love you everywhere we are is better with you" you two hold each other closely - Though he is an thief and tries to pay of his debt he doesn't want you to ever EVER! be involved in his work - Cappers an con-artist, was once a swanky aristocrat living the high-life with pride and dignity which is sometimes hard to deal with in some moments yet you still love him and ask him to just tone it down abit since you didn't want people to think bad about Capper anymore
- When it comes to cuddling doesn't mind being the big or little spoon! though he very much prefers being the big spoon due to loving the fact feeling you close to his fluffy chest. - He likes it when you run your fingers through his fur or use his fluffy chest as a pillow - Capper will whisper sweet nothings into your ear and tell you how much you mean to him! - He'll place kisses along your face and cover you up a bit when you finally fall asleep don't worry he's not going anywhere because he'll fall asleep next to you and would grip onto you tighter when you leave his arms - He whines and tries to charm you to stay longer with him before you go out - Since he’s like an cat I feel like dating him would also be like having an pet cat to take care off
- Head scratches are 100% didn’t even know he liked it until you did it to him with an huge smile he was absolutely befuddled before relaxing and a low purr left him
- But at the end of the day you know that your fluffy boyfriend can be a sweetheart.
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Do you have any adorable headcanons for Logan and Keegan? If you do I’d love to hear all about them!!!!
I literally think about them everyday so yeh.
Things were always very tense between them since the first meeting they had in the woods. (Tfw you've just been attacked and almost mauled to death by wolves so you look a mess but there is a cute mysterious guy who your dog seems to like so now you just gotta tap that ass.) (Tfw you just watched your teammate body slam an honest-to-god wolf and there is this rugged but cute guy staring at you real hard and also he has a cute dog so now you just gotta tap that ass.)
They actually get along rather quickly. Keegan's a private kinda guy and usually it takes a while for him to open up, but Logan was real quiet so he just had to fill the silence somehow. (He wouldn't mind sitting in silence but Logan also just s t a r e s at people in a way that urges them to speak. He doesn't do it on purpose.)
I can't actually see them having enough time to develop a solid romance, but definitely a quickly budding one, before Logan is abducted. (There's like two months between Brave New World and The Ghost Killer. When Logan+Hesh join the Ghosts to when Logan is abducted.) However, once Logan returns I can see a LOT of tension. Neither of them can really decide between killing each other or screwing. (Good lord, if Keegan gets captured and Logan gets to interrogate him it's gonna be like three degrees from a BDSM scene. /J)
Keegan keeps a photo of Logan on him all the time. He hides it, cus he kinda embarrassed about it? (Private man, again.) But he always has it. Keeps it in a waterproof baggie tucked inside his vest/jacket so it stays as safe as possible. If the above mentioned interrogation happens, then Logan is likely to find it, at which point he's gonna have some decisions to make.
Onto the less plot-thick headcanons now lmao.
Logan is a touch shorter than Keegan, so you might think he's the teddy bear, but no. It's Keegan. The man needs to be compressed like he is a panini or he gets fussy. (Cuddle fiend Hc go brrrr.)
On the topic of cuddling, Keegan sleeps really well when they're together. He just thought he was the kind of person to never really sleep well, but no. He just needed a cuddle-buddy. The fastest way Logan's figured out to get him to sleep is by having Keegan lay his head on his chest while he scratches/pets his head and hums. Motherfucker is OUT like three minutes in. Sleeping Beauty over here.
On princesses! Keegan fucking adores pet names. Not him using them on others, but others using them on him. Melts anytime Logan uses one. Honey, Dear, Love, and yes: Princess. Gets him every time. (Logan verbally saying them is an extra treat, due to the selective mutism thing.)
Keegan learned ASL before even meeting Logan because there was a Ghost before him who was also a touch non-verbal, which Logan is incredibly pleased to find out. Another reason they make quick friends and then more.
Date nights are rare because they're usually busy, but when they do get a chance they like to take it slow. Their life is chaotic enough, they don't need an amusement park to spice anything up. They're more prone to chiller activities, like takeout and a movie at home.
Regularly fight over little things, but not like legit fights. It's more like "I think orange juice is better than apple juice." "No it's not." "Well, I like it better." "You shouldn't." just because they find it amusing to mess with each other.
No pranks. Ever. Never. Neither of them can stand surprises.
Logan is a dog person, and Keegan is a cat person. This results in a compromise: They get a dog. (Logan used so many pet names to coax Keegan into it.)
Regularly beat the shit out of each other. (Play fighting. Logan has broken the bed before body-slamming Keegan on it though.)
Logan listens to music at un goldy volumes and Keegan just has to deal with it. (He has noise cancelling headphones, dw. Baby is okay.)
That's all I got for now!
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