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vlindervin7 · 1 year
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happy hour by marlowe granados
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freemansgirl · 10 months
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“TIME FOR THE BIG FINALE!”
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(MASTERLIST) (as of now, things are likely to change)
*= coming soon
“worth the wait” (amber and reader have sex in the dressing rooms when reader tries on lingerie)
“cool for the summer” (amber and reader basically get down in the hotel while reader’s parents are gone for a bit)
“killer” (reader is held at gunpoint once amber finds out that reader knows her big secret) (angst)
“nasty” (reader and amber have bday sex bc it’s reader’s bday)
“showdown” (amber and reader have intense, jealous hate sex after an argument of reader drunkly kissing girls on the verge of breakup)
“so, you got a boyfriend?” (amber hits up reader on her phone, pretending to be a guy from her class so she can see if reader is single to get closer to her and take her on a date) (sfw)
“video games” (you ride amber as she plays dead by daylight after she had a rough game to make her feel better)
“video games part 2”
“get naked, i got a plan” (amber and reader try new things in sex such as reader has a mask and costume kink) (10/31)*
—✰ headcanons:
dating amber sfw and nsfw headcanons
amber as a college roommate sfw & nsfw headcanons
jock!amber x cheerleader!reader sfw & nsfw headcanons
jock!amber x nerd!reader sfw & nsfw headcanons
more will be added soon…
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shujubeelamoglia · 2 years
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Naomi Scott
Wonderland
Photography by Buzz White
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sunshineandviolets · 7 months
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Wishing upon the night sky, for someone to call my own. sun shining through stormy clouds, warm rain dancing, hands entangled. a smile, a laughter, a home, so I am no longer left alone.
Happy birthday to my girl Jasmine <3 !!!
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cursedmoon-doll13 · 9 months
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Tuxedo: Do you both prefer fancy dates where you dress up, or casual dates?
Black Cat: Do either of you like haunted houses? Or does either of you get spooked? If so, how do you comfort your f/o / your f/o comfort you? for you and your love <333
Hi!!
Tuxedo
For me personally, Casual all the way. I’m not a dressup kinda gal. I think Sirius would hate too much stuffiness and formality tbh, he’s had enough of that for one lifetime (though he does still have a taste for expensive waistcoats and the like…) More focus on simplicity, fresh air, a sense of not being trapped ^^
Black Cat
Grimmauld Place practically is one Oh It’s been suchhhh a long time since I’ve been in a haunted house;; I’d love to visit one now, even just to admire the setpieces. Can’t see Sirius spooking easily. I feel like he’d be the type to try and scare me on purpose himself LMAO just for a laugh 💀 he’s a menace
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kyaa-a · 9 months
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KAYYY top 5 hoyo characters? 👀
jasmine love!! aaa omg this is so hard i cry fghjk
xiao
kazuha
ayato
danheng
yanqing
but there's so many more i cant fit em all i cry TT
ask me my "top 5/top 10" anything!!
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vvanessaives · 2 years
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i was tagged to post my top nine movies by @montliyets and @camelliagwerm thanks so much to both, mwah!!
i’m tagging: @arklay @keevan @morvaris @faarkas @swordcoasts @nuclearstorms @reaperkiller @avallachs @steelport @sotc @cultistbase @snowthroat @brujah @liurnia let me see the top movies besties so we can plan the sleepover <3
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leonstamatis · 2 years
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hmmm... niq and flattery 11 if you are feeling up to it? :o
11. a kiss on the corner of the mouth
Outside, the ocean is alive. It’s full of algae and fish and shadowy creatures that move just past where the light of their little submarine can reach. Niq knows they’re out there, logically speaking; she’s spent her entire life in situations like this, staring out into the dark blue to find proof of them.
But.
But… that was before the Hall, with its wide glass panes and the endless black water beyond. Niq had spent hours staring out into that, too, and she’d never found anything at all. Not even an air bubble. Not even a speck. Sometimes Niq just feels— she thinks—
She just needs to make sure, is all. And she doesn’t want Flattery to worry, either, because Flattery can get so fixated on Niq’s sleep cycle and the importance of REM, and she doesn’t want them to have to deal with it. So she waits until Flattery is asleep and then she comes here to the porthole, and she waits.
Tonight is a good night for it. Her notebook sits open in her lap and her pen never stops moving, drawing out the sketchy shadows of cephalopods and sharks as they move past her window. She notes in the margins their approximate size, their speed, any scars or unique markings. It isn’t quite research, but it’s enough that she can look at it again in the morning and know that they were there. So it’s plenty, really, and she’s so invested in it that she doesn’t feel the footsteps until it’s way too late to do anything about them.
Instead, she turns her head slightly to the side and says, “Flattery? Is that you?”
As if it could be anyone else down here with her.
“If you keep watching the fish, they’ll never boil,” Flattery says. “Or something. I might be mixing my metaphors.”
“Might?” Niq prods.
“Well, yes. I’m mixing them up. But that’s because it’s around three in the morning, and I should be asleep.” Flattery drapes their arms around Niq’s shoulders and leans to press a kiss to her cheek, then another to the corner of her mouth. “So should you, by the way. In case you were wondering.”
“Oh, no, I’m aware.”
“Uh-huh. So this is on purpose, what you’re doing.”
Niq shrugs. “In a sense.”
“Great!” Flattery straightens out and leans back, tipping Niq off-kilter in her seat. “Then you can stop, and come lie down on purpose, instead. The fish will still be here in the morning.”
Unbidden, Niq thinks of the dark. The endless black waters with no light and no motion. She swallows around a tightness in her throat, her chest. Like the pressure of the deep sea, but less comforting. Less homey.
“Niq,” Flattery presses.
She’s whispering now, and her hands set Niq back down, leave her shoulders — but only so that she can come back around to kneel in front of Niq, a hard set to her jaw that means she isn’t going to give in easily. Niq only usually sees that look when they’re trying to get grant funding.
“The fish will still be here, and so will I,” Flattery says, taking Niq’s hand in her own. She presses them both over her heart. Th-thump. Th-thump. “Now come to bed.”
Niq sighs. She closes her notebook and takes Flattery’s head in her hands. A kiss to the forehead, the nose, the cheek. A kiss to the corner of their mouth, mirroring what they’d done to her, but they turn their head at the last second to catch her lips with their own.
Flattery kisses her slow and firm, long enough that Niq is breathless when they pull away. And then Flattery smiles, holding Niq’s closed journal up in one hand.
“Can’t work now,” she murmurs. “Gotcha.”
Niq rolls her eyes. “Yes, you do.”
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steelycunt · 2 years
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I wanted to tell you that I am also very hyped for the new fic! <3 Please think of me as a cheerleader in your periphery. A cheerleader on your shoulder if you will!
BABE!!!! thank you sooo much that's so sweet <33 hope you are comfortable on my shoulder let me know if i can get you anything while you're up here of course <33
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womansound · 9 months
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          “b  —  bohyun.”  the  name  comes  out  of  her  choked,  almost,  hollowly  echoing  through  the  gymnasium.  she  walks  forward,  attempting  to  meet  his  gaze  but  failing  almost  instantly;  just  the  sight  of  him  makes  her  feel  nauseous,  a  whiplash-like  reminder  of  the  cold  body  she’d  found  in  the  lake  that  night  (  the  body  she’d  left  there,  the  body  that  bears  an  uncanny  resemblance  to  bohyun’s  own  —  it’s  a  physical  feat  to  stop  her  thinking  there,  lest  she  actually  throw  up  ).  feet  halt  right  in  front  of  him  and  his  girlfriend,  and  jasmin  keeps  her  gaze  downcast,  the  other’s  sneakers  suddenly  the  most  interesting  thing  in  the  room  (  she  should  be  here  with  vee,  or  binnie,  or  anyone;  just  being  around  him  makes  her  feel  so  impossibly  small  ).  “hi.”  the  beat  of  silence  stretches  across  the  four  walls  of  the  gym  before  she  takes  a  sharp  breath.  “i  just  wa  —  wanted  to  say  i’m  sorry.  —  again.”  
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          bomin  had  always  been  the  athlete  —  part  of  the  golden  boy  part  he’d  been  so  good  at  playing.  he’s  only  just  stepped  inside  the  gym  and  already  bohyun  can  bring  to  mind  all  too  easily  the  sound  of  shoes  scuffing  against  the  floor,  the  crowd  cheering  at  his  brother’s  free  throws.  gaze  fixates  on  the  jersey  that  hangs  above  the  scoreboard,  bomin’s  signature  number  looming  over  him  like  a  crowd;  he  shakes  his  head,  squeezes  seojeong’s  hand  tighter.  his  attention  is  diverted  momentarily  by  jasmin’s  presence,  watching  her  hooded  gaze  with  a  cordial  coolness.  “hi  yourself.”  he  responds  back,  eyes  settling  on  her  nervous  features.  “s’fine,  jas.”  he  surveys  her.  “not  like  you  killed  him  or  ‘nything.”  it’s  meant  to  be  a  joke  but  it  comes  off  more  callous  than  he’s  intended,  turning  towards  seojeong  with  thick  eyebrows  arched.  “want  to  head  back  ?” // 🍓 ଘ(੭◌ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊ @sugardevils !
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vlindervin7 · 1 year
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because i’ve been obsessed with these lately, i decided to make my own so answer some question and i will offer you a poem i love🌷
https://uquiz.com/joBfRP
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evildeadfan102 · 10 months
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I’m going to be continuing quite a few of my Sims 4 series later this year.
So I’m going to be doing a countdown to each one.
Here’s Jasmin x Candice countdown day 33.
Year 2 (Day 33) set.
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laudthingcat · 1 year
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I listened to Lady Gaga while playing dbd and tell me why I did so much better at looping the killer😭
Nah cuz listening to her songs gives so much power LOL
The heart update is a good thing cause now you can literally go in blasting your songs and still do well 😌
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sunshineandviolets · 1 year
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6, 7, 8, 9 and 10 for Karthik and Jasmine please? 🥰
heeey bluee!!!! 💕
Wayhaven MC Ask game (still open)
under read more, cause this got a little long heh!
6. Do they own a pet? Jasmine: I'm on the fence for her. she doesn't have a pet at the moment, but also if she were to have one - I think she'd have an owl as a pet. Small and grumpy like their owner hehe. Karthik: Would love to have a dog one day, maybe when Meera is a little bit older then he can get one. but currently he is petless.
7. Do they have any fears? Jasmine: dislikes creepy crawlies, can be rather squeamish and will be found on top of the counter at even the sight of one. regardless how small. Is scared when she opens herself up, the other is disgusted what they find inside. Is anxious what other's think of her, even if she acts as she doesn't care. Scared of love and that love could be taken away or used against her at any given moment. Lastly, scared never being someone's first choice. Karthik: one of his biggest fears would be losing people, in both a unable to protect them from dangers and ruining relationships that will cause the other person to leave kinda way. He is also scared about being forgotten, he cares so much about other people that we only wishes and hopes he is seen as the same way.
8. What do they think of Unit Bravo? Jasmine: - Ava: Didn't get along as the start, used to butt heads a lot. but realised they are both similar than expected. Like how protective she is over her team and honestly admires her leadership skills. Can bond whilst training since both are combat skilled and also play a good game of chess. - Nat: Was slight pouty when she first saw her height, in comparison to her own. but has come to appreciate Nat as a friend of sorts. Tho only didn't trust her at the start with how nice and welcoming she was, made her slight weary cause of past experiences. but slowly start to bond more, even if the steps are slow. - Morgan: probs get along with Morgan the least. Wasn't a fan of her attitude at the start. a grump meets another grump, doesn't go as well as planned. but does appreciate the quiet moments and her loyalty to her team. but appreciates most when she includes Jasmine in those words. - Farah: Was flustered with Farah since the moment they met. admires her endless joy and optimism. Admires that shes so unshamelessly herself and truly the heart of the family. With Farah, Jasmine would want to feel she can open that door and be herself without the fear of shame or mockery. Sees Farah as genuinely good, charming, really pretty that doesn't quite understand why someone like Farah would want to be with someone like her. Karthik: -Ava: Admires her headstrongness and would think she considers the team, himself included, as a family than just a team. Tho does feel she can be rather too logical at times, clashing with his always thinking with his heart. can get a little overwhelmed with her uprightness and all the plans - since he rather go with the flow lol. -Nat: Got along so well since the beginning. Bonding over antique shopping, dogs and languages. It was nice to find another that shares his same interests! Considers her as a kind, gentle soul who is a very close friend to him. -Mason: At the start, was intrigue with his mysteriousness. The more he started to know him, he admires his fierce loyalty for those he cares for. Thinks of the team as a family. his own sense of humour that makes Karthik chuckle, even when not understanding the sarcasm. but mostly, he admires when Mason can trust him enough to be vulnerable. Will trust and protect Mason as fiercely as he does to him. -Felix: Admires his sweet and fun loving nature. His energy matches his own. loves his optimistic, high strong spirit. Seeing his curiosity with new things, makes Karthik want to experience them with him. It pains him when he sees Felix sad and wants to do whatever he can to make sure his smile stays radiant and permenmant. Loves his jokes and cheekiness as well!
9. What is their relationship with their mother like? Jasmine: Quite tense. But she doesn't wish it be - all she wanted was for Rebecca to choose her over her own work for once in her life. Starting to appreciate seeing more of Rebecca around, its more than she ever thought she'd get - but is still walking with caution tape to avoid the disappointment once again. Karthik: Is very close with her, as much as he can be. Family and community is forever important to him and doesn't wish to lose that. Even if it means creating excuses for her behaviour to keep her more around in his life. Refuses to see the bad in her, his intense optimism can make the truth blurry.
10. What about their hobbies? Jasmine: Enjoys cooking! loves to experiment with different flavours, combinations and spices. Has started her own recipe book in inspiration of her father. She also enjoys a game of chess to keep her mind at ease, and other puzzles. Keeps quite a few houseplants and enjoys tendering to them. Karthik: is an outdoor person, enjoys many types of sports such as; basketball, cricket, tennis, running, volleyball and swimming. Likes to bake as well - even if he may not be the best at it. Lastly, he loves to garden, his dream to own his own house with a large back garden to tends to the flowers and plants to his hearts content. But currently likes to spend time in the community gardens.
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luveline · 8 months
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hot bombshell bau!reader flirting and winking at spencer every chance she gets and poor spencer just gets hot and bothered very flustered and blushing😋😋
i love you jade i read ur blog like it's the daily newspaper<33
I love you anon, thank you for requesting ♡ fem!reader
"So," says a voice, low and syrupy as warmth spreads up Spencer's side, "how's my favourite agent?" 
Your perfume a subtle fragrance of jasmine and vanilla alike, sweetness that lingers —and Spencer knows, having thought of you every time he walks past the sugar ring donut stand by the Staples Mill Station for weeks— you put a hand on his shoulder and lean in for a one-armed hug. His skin erupts with goosebumps. 
"Y/N," he says, sounding much too much like a wimp for his own liking. He clears his throat. "When did you get back?" 
He's afraid to look at you. He doesn't have a choice. His heart skips a beat at the state of you, which is to say you look stunning in your dark clothes, a tight cut top that borders unprofessional and a pair of thigh hugging pants that pass the border completely. (He's kidding. Mostly. You're dressed fine. He's a loser, is all.) 
"This morning. They couldn't keep me from you if they tried, handsome. You look good." You disengage from his side. Spencer's relieved and regretful at once. "I love the haircut, they take a little more than you were expecting?" 
"Is it too short?" he asks unsurely. 
"It's perfect."
Spencer's taller than you but he never feels it until you're looking up at him, pretty eyes and quirked lips, permanent amusement in your gaze. "I missed you," you say.
"Y/N," Hotch says as he descends the steps to the bullpen. "We talked about this." 
"Pen and Morgan do it every day." Your eyebrows pinch together. 
Hotch doesn't say anything else, an empty coffee mug in hand as he passes. You don't baulk at his disapproving look, the opposite, sitting on the edge of Morgan's desk to kick your kitten heels gently, a slow back and forth that has Spencer's eyeline pulling down your legs. He shakes it off, but not before you've noticed. 
"You don't mind, do you, babe?" you ask. "My flirting?" 
It'll probably kill him sooner rather than later. "No. Don't mind." 
"'Cus I can stop, I promise. But you're the kind of boy that should be flirted with, you know? And the kind of smart that makes you crazy attractive, which is unfair. It's not like you needed help in that particular department." You lean back as you talk, scrounging around Morgan's things.
"Second shelf," Spencer says. 
You stop your searching to grin at him. Pleased, you reach down to the second drawer of Morgan's desk and find what you'd been looking for, a coveted, half-eaten pack of cherry twizzlers. 
"But we're not like Pen and Morgan," you say, bringing a twizzler to your mouth. 
"We're not?" Spencer asks, confused. He may not summon the necessary charisma to flirt back, but he likes what you have. 
"Nope." You take another bite, chew, leaving Spencer in anticipation. Finally, you swallow, lips curving into an even stickier smile. "'Cus Pen and Morgan are never gonna happen. They're better as friends…" 
You slip down off of Morgan's desk, leaving his twizzlers behind. Spencer has enough sense about him to anticipate your approach. He's proud of himself for the composure he maintains as your footsteps slow. He even takes a step back to follow you, to your abject delight. 
"But we're not just friends, are we?" you ask softly. You lift your chin. He can smell the cherry on you. 
"Y/N, enough," Hotch says from somewhere behind. You refuse to look away, and while Spencer fears his chief's tone, he manages to hold your gaze. "HR will mandate another presentation." 
"It's alright, Hotch," Spencer says. His cheeks are flushed and his palms are clammy, but his voice holds up. "I don't mind." 
"I'm sure you don't." 
"This could all be avoided if we took this somewhere a little more private," you murmur. 
"Enough. I won't tell you again, Y/N. Shouldn't you be helping Penelope with her ViCAP recalibration?" Hotch asks pointedly. 
Spencer takes it for what it is; an effort to separate you from each other before it goes too far. You know it too, rolling your eyes at Spencer like you've a shared secret —Can you believe this guy?— clasping his arm loosely in farewell.
"See you later, Spence." You call him handsome, babe, bub, even sweetheart, but Spence is the worst of all of them because of how you say it, your voice entrenched in pure honey. His heart pangs as you go.  
Hotch lingers by Spencer's side, coffee freshly filled and steaming in rings. "You know, you're getting better," he says sympathetically. 
Spencer rubs the bridge of his nose roughly. "Thanks." 
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xi-chan · 3 days
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can you pretty please write ratio sunday and maybe gallagher with a reader who just brings animals home like one day they come home with just a dirty feral ass cat out of nowhere
of course I can love <33 I love this idea
White Jasmine
sypnosis: one day, you bring home a stray- much to his surprise you found it on the street pairings: Ratio, Sunday and Gallagher x reader (Separate) wordcount: 338 (Ratio), 364 (Sunday), 292 (Gallagher) A/N: fluff and crack? I have NOT grasped enough of Gallaghers personality to write enough for him im so sorryyy
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RATIO
"No." he said, nonchalantly as you pout with the kitten in your arms. "Why not? Look how cute he looks!" you said and your boyfriend grimaced as he saw the feral look on the 'kitten' that you held. "It looks like it wants to rip my face off. And here I thought you could use your brain for once." he added and you dramatically gasped, holding the kitten close to you. "How could you say that?! He's not an 'it'! Besides, all he needs is a bath, some food and some grooming. Plus, if he were to rip your face off, then it's because you made him uncomfortable." Ratio groaned in annoyance before you walked right past him, getting ready to help your kitten.
He followed quickly behind in fear for his dozens of books and whatever he has for studies. "What do you even want to name him?
"Emperor Maximillian Pusspuss."
"You cannot be serious."
Nevertheless to say, the two of you agreed on the name Cosine- mostly because that when Ratio tried to explain The Pythagorean theorem to 'an idiot' student (he called him that), the cat responded every time he said 'Cosine'.
After one long day of shopping, you opened the door to your shared house and noticed the lack of sounds from inside. Also, normally, Cosine would wait before the door once you entered, but not today. As you walked through the entire house, you stopped when you entered the bedroom, bringing out your phone to snap some pictures of the sight before you. There, your smart boyfriend laid on your bed with Cosine sleeping on his chest as he read a book. He looked up as he heard the shutter from your phone, "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, putting the book away. You smiled to yourself before walking up to the bed and petting Cosine, causing him to wake up and meow softly at you. "Well?" you took a glance at Veritas before you showed him the picture.
"Preserving memories."
SUNDAY
"Angel, this is the seventh time." he sighed, too tired to argument with you actually as you brought in yet another bird you found in Penacony. "But this one is injured." you said, showing your boyfriend the injured wing of the bird. He got up from his seat and you place the bird carefully on his hands when he stood before you. "Seems like a small fracture," he gently held the injured wing and inspected it before letting it rest beside the bird. "poor little thing." he quietly added before looking up to you. "I don't think we can care for another one, Angel." he said, but you shook your head, practically begging him. "pleaseeeee, the room is big enough for another, it can stay." he chuckled before the two of you began to walk to a distant room at Dewlight Pavilion.
Over the past 2 months, you have brought in six birds before this one, almost begging Sunday every time to help you heal them- after the fifth time you realized he only made you beg because he liked it. Together, with Robin's help, you have taken care of all the birds you have found. Even after they were healed, they chose to stay at Dewlight Pavilion, much like the origami birds that hid everywhere. Every morning, they would greet every with a delighted chirp and sometimes land on your or Robin's shoulder, but never Sunday's for some reason.
"Let me get some bandages and a intramedullary pin." you said, rushing to one of the shelves with the medicinal items. After making sure the bird was asleep for the procedure, you carefully drilled the pin into its bone before bandaging it up. Sunday gave you a small kiss as you placed the still sleeping bird on one of the pillows. "What was that for?" you asked, smiling at him. "I am not allowed to kiss you?" he chuckled before looking at the bird again. "This won't be the last, right?" You nodded and turned to him again. "Does it bother you already?"
"It does not. As long as there aren't too many staying here and you still remember that I'm present, of course."
GALLAGHER
"Here you g- what do you have there?" Gallagher just finished giving you your drink before he saw the stray hound that sat beside you. "Oh- this is Pee-wee." Gallagher remained silent before Siobhan laughed at the name behind him. "Pee-wee? That's his name?" he asked before silently mourning over the given name of that dog. You chuckled to yourself as you sat on one of the bar stools with your drink in hand and the hound also jumped onto one of the stools. "I was kidding, handsome. His name is Dexter. Fits more, don't you think?" you took a sip as he exhaled in relieve. "Oh thank god." Dexter swagged his tail as Gallagher pet him before turning to you. "Where did you get him?" he took notice of the amount of dirt in his fur and some injuries on his ears. "Near Dream's Edge. He was starving when I found him. Can we pretty please keep him?" Dexter barked at your idea and Gallagher found himself agreeing.
However, to what he was not agreeing was to you bring even more stray dogs to the bar, to the point where even the local Penacony monsters were unable to enter and the bar quickly lost customers.
"Ahem, don't you think you kind of... overdid it?" Siobhan asked you and Gallagher nodded, "They need to leave. Especially those who aren't even injured." you shook your head as you sat on the ground with almost five dogs trying to lie on your lap. "I'm unable to do so." Gallagher groaned as he gave up, sitting beside you and letting some dogs also lie on his lap.
"At least get them out of the bar. Argue with the Hotel Staff to let them wander around."
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