#~M: grin without a cat (anon)

[thevalicemultiverse]

Father Gale, are we sure Christmas is not actually a Jewish holiday? I mean it is about the birth of a Hebrew named Jesus, is it not?

Father Gale: I mean yes, Jesus was born to a Jewish family, but he's generally considered the "founding father" of Christianity as a proper religion, so. . . I just wouldn't say that around any Jewish people? It would probably not a be a popular opinion?

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~V: Secundus #~T: We’re All Mad Here #Christmas a Jewish holiday #~C: Other #((I mean the religion is sort of NAMED after Jesus soooo #yeah I think Jewish people would look askance at this opinion)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[diejager]

hello!!!!! how would the monster group handle a mountain lion hybrid, like, they’re notoriously difficult to handle and are known to lash out, so they were just kinda thrown to Price to handle

Lesson Cw: hybrid, fighting, scruffing, tell me if I missed any.

They were at an impasse, unable to find you when you didn’t want to be found, stalking the halls in complete silence and scaring people and hissing at people who got to close to you —even them at some point. You were a brat, a proper brat that eventually got to Price as you did with the others. He approached Alejandro and Horangi about your standoffish behaviour: protective, self-isolating and aggressive, but he was assured that it was normal, yours were only worsened by monster and hybrid treatments, the horrible and ignorant ways they treated you that made your instincts lash out.

Fortunately, Price learned that you could be taught to accept them, to be indoctrinated into their pack without rejecting your instincts. He had both felines drag you to the sparring ring after everyone left, hearing you hiss and lash out in pure anxiety and stress until they wrangled you into the ring and surrounded you, walking around you like two cats ready to pounce on their prey. Price had spoken to them to know if this kind of harsh lesson would work, it did on Horangi, made him open up after a rough fight and loosen up after a while. That was all he needed to hear to hold a session with you (he spoke to the others before, wanting to hear their opinions before he moved on with the plan).

”Don’t hold back,” Alejandro smiled, spotted fur growing on his forearms and tail swaying behind him.

“Or what?” You hissed, glaring at the men moving around your prone figure and fists clenched to your side.

“Or I eat you, kitty,” Horangi grinned, a goading gleam in his bright, amber eyes, his scars stretching to widen his smirk and teeth growing to seem more menacing.

Price watched you wait it out, letting your instincts drive you forward when Horangi lashed out first, jumping at you while Alejandro circled both of you, quietly huffing and rumbling when you pushed Horangi back. You fought with vigour and anger, snapping your teeth at the Haetae’s nose and claw swiping at him when you manage to struggle out of his tackle. Horangi and Alejandro switched places on occasion, to keep you from getting used to one person and to tire you out, to wear down your pent up anger and anxiety. 

It went on for almost an hour until Horangi had you pinned to the ground, straddling your hips with his thick thighs and gripping your nape, scruffing you into submission and calmness. You were all panting, breathing loudly and shoulders heaving, foreheads dripping sweat and hearts throbbing in your ears, a loud pulse beating a mile per second. You hissed and cussed, always the fiery spirit you were with them without holding back, gentle and caring when healing, but dangerous and bloodthirsty when cornered. When Alejandro nodded at Price, letting him know that it was safe for him to move in, he strode across the room, swinging his legs over the cables and kneeling beside you three.

“Are you ready to listen, Hunter?” He growled, tone low and deep with power, smoke curling on the corners of his lips like a burning fire, the warm, kindling flames of a cigar that smelled earthy and strong. It stung your nose as it did the others, but in the gentlest way possible. 

“Yes, sir,” you grumbled, blinking tiredly at him, shoulders slumped downward, head lowered and eyes cast down, “ ‘m tired.”

“Good, let’s get you cleaned and rested, yeah? We’ll continue this tomorrow.”

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[vulture-writes-stuff]

Hello, Can I request Shane, Harvey and Elliott (separately) with a Cocky M! Reader who likes to tease them.

Shane Harvey and Elliott my beloveds!!! Good taste anon

I was literally just replying the game again recently and I married Elliott, he's so fkin sweet it kills me. Maybe I'm just a big sap tbh

Various X Cocky Male Reader Headcanons

Partner who likes to tease them

Shane

➵ He hates it. Okay, no he doesn't, but he does at first.

➵ Shane is the only person in Pelican town who doesn't care about the new farmer, and of course he's the only one the new farmer wants to talk to.

➵ "Workin' hard or hardly workin'?" You'd say without fail every time you were in the saloon together, before you bought him a drink.

➵ Shane tells you to stop, and eventually you do. And then he realizes that he didn't want you to stop, so he tries to figure out how to say that he didn't mind your teasing.

➵ You give him a basket of hot peppers as a gift. He drops one of them. You say "This is why we can't have nice things, Shane!" with that grin on your face. He can't help but grin back.

➵ Then he notices the bouquet stashed inside. Your teasing is even more endearing when you're in an actual relationship, even if it is still slightly annoying. It's one of your charms.

➵ You drink together one night, new years eve. It doesn't hurt to treat yourself every once in a while, though you've clearly never handled alcohol well. Shane has to carry you home, and the whole time you're babbling about where you two should go for your honeymoon.

➵ You're not even engaged, but he's too drunk to argue. Shane stays the night in your place, and your cat sleeps on top of him. He wakes up first with a throbbing headache, and decides that laying on the cold floor is better than on a bed or sofa.

➵ He's amazed that you get up to do farm work, and even stop to make him a coffee. You may be hungover as hell, but you're dedicated.

➵ "You look like hell," He quips, and you laugh. "Thanks, it's natural." Shane kind of regrets being so cold to you... At least you're patient, even if you are a bit of a bastard.

Elliott

➵ An artist with no muse is hardly an artist. That's what he thinks, anyways, as he goes over his writing notes a thousand times. He meets you on the bridge to the beach.

➵ He mispronounces his own name. He'd been reading a few seconds prior, so he repeats the last words on his mind, while trying to say his name. He calls himself Ellie. You laugh. "Nice to meet you, Ellie. That's my new permanent nickname for you."

➵ Elliott is only monetarily annoyed. Then he realizes he's completely enamored by your little mischievous smile, staring at where you were a few seconds ago even after you leave.

➵ "You're cute when you're focused." You say one day, when he'd invited you into his cabin to wait out the rain. "You crinkle your nose when you're thinking hard."

➵ He hadn't even realized. Wait, had you called him cute? He can hardly focus on his work now, damn you!

➵ He's in Pierre's shop buying a bouquet the same day you are, and you tease him for not making plans with you so you could've coordinated better. Your first date was properly coordinated.

➵ Elliott takes you out on his newly repaired boat, and drops one of the oars into the water by the dock. It's fairly easy to fish out, but of course he's never going to hear the end of it.

➵ "Butterfingers," You click your tongue in mock disapproval.

➵ He rolls his eyes back at you.

➵ Elliott has never been so inspired before - he finishes his book within the year, and of course one of the main characters has your cockiness. You're his new muse. A muse covered in dirt that brings him fresh pomegranates and the occasional feather.

Harvey

➵ You call him "Doc" even after he introduces himself to you. He doesn't really mind, a lot of people do. Being a farmer, you're one of his more frequent patients.

➵ "Give it to me straight, doc, am I gonna live?" You ask one time as he bandages your arm. You'd been attacked by one of your chickens. Harvey only snorts.

➵ Harvey is just happy to see you unhurt, not only because you stop by every so often to bring him a coffee. He likes coffee.

➵ "You're such a nerd," You tease at one point, but he's not bothered. Somehow, you've wormed your way into his heart with your... Natural charm.

➵ Harvey comes downstairs one evening to a bouquet of flowers on the front counter, along with a jar of pickled vegetables and a card. He knows who it's from, he knows your handwriting. He sends you a thank you letter, one that details all his feelings for you.

➵ You tell him the very next day it's currently pinned to your fridge. He's embarrassed. You can tell.

➵ Despite your habit of teasing him, you never pick on his failed pilot dreams. He appreciates it.

➵ You ask him to talk about things he likes. He rambles on for a very long time, and you're clearly happy to listen even if you don't understand. You call him an adorable dork with nothing but affection in your voice.

➵ Harvey briefly worries that he might faint.

➵ At least you're strong enough to catch him.

I always choose the orange cat in Stardew sorry dog lovers

Elliott calling me his wonderful man really transes my gender. Also Harvey telling me I look handsome

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[racfoam]

I love your writing! Would you ever consider writing slash (or M/M) for the HP universe?

Thank you, anon, I’m glad you enjoy my writing! Bold of you to assume I don't drown in sea of slash Tomarrymort fics.

The answer is YES, ABSOLUTELY, I WOULD LOVE TO WRITE A M/M FIC with Harry and Voldemort as the main pairing and focus. There are so many amazing fics out there that cover every corner that I just wonder what type of fic I could bring to the table. I have a few WIPs (read snippets because they aren’t very long) of M/M Harrymort & Tomarry but I'm not yet confident enough to consider publishing anything mostly because it isn’t fleshed out, just me playing around. I always think of canon Harry as bisexual, so I’d definitely tag that.

You know what, I’ll write a snippet right now! A Voldemort Wins AU but he leaves Harry to his devices. Harry is a Seeker for one of Britain’s teams in this (I like Professional Quidditch Player Harry, you will take him from my cold, dead hands)

Harry was dreaming. Deep, empty, peaceful dreams, the darkness his respite from the living conflict of the waking life.

Harry spent a long time asleep, protected from reality. He wanted to stay here, in this warm, harmless darkness. He wanted to sleep forever, feel nothing, think of nothing.

Yet, something nagged at his skin, like spiders were crawling up his spine. Chunks of ice cubes filled his stomach. A sudden nausea swirled in his intestines. A thick, suffocating sensation swept over him. The months of instincts spent back in the tent, waking at the smallest sound, kicked in.

Green eyes flitted open, and the first thing they saw was cat-like, red eyes, staring back in the darkness.

Harry kicked himself awake, body jumping into action before his mind could process anything. He could make out the white, inhumane features in the early dawn sneaking through the blinds of the windows. His hand found his wand.

He struggled to breathe, a heavy, invisible weight settling on his chest. Without warning, his head started aching. He felt dizzy. All the senses seemed to have been pushed to their maximum. The light was too bright. The shadows too dark. The colours were blurry.

Lord Voldemort smiled at him; it looked like the grin of a beast about to pounce on its prey.

“Hello, Harry,” he said softly, too softly, almost intimately, like a lover.

Despite the soft tone, Harry’s head pounded at the sound of mere sound. He groaned miserably, moaning pitifully.

Everything became clear. Harry had gotten positively wasted on a party for his twenty-first birthday. He may have hooked up with someone at some point, he wasn’t really sure, nor did he remember. He hoped they wouldn't hold it against him if he didn’t greet them on the street.

Closing his eyes, Harry grabbed the pillow on the left side of his bed and hurled it at Voldemort. The pillow fell on the end of his bed, the attempt failing spectacularly.

Thank you for the ask! ❤️

#asks

[thevalicemultiverse]

Is it awkward in an ot3 when two of the partners accidentally hold hands when trying to grabs the third partner’s butt at the same time?

Smiler: ...Alice, we may have to coordinate something.

Alice: [laughing] I'm guessing that means the answer to this person's question is a "no," then.

Victor: [promptly goes to stand with his back against a wall, rolling his eyes]

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~M: a glimpse between worlds (meta) #love life questions #~C: Victor Van Dort #~C: Alice Liddell #~C: Smiler Alton #((again don't want to limit this to a single universe XD #and in this OT3 it genuinely isn't #Smiler would totally roll with accidentally grabbing Alice's hand trying to grope Victor's butt #while Alice would have a snarky comment ready if she grabbed Smiler's #Victor meanwhile is like 'I don't even HAVE that much of a butt why are you trying to grab it' XD #they silly)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[thevalicemultiverse]

what are the ot3's pet names for each other?

Alice: Well, I've gotten into the habit of calling Victor "darling," and he tends to call me "love." And Smiler often refers to me as their "bestie," while I often refer to them as "goofball."

Smiler: [grinning] And I call Victor whatever pops into my head, and he calls me --

Victor: [softly] Sunshine.

Smiler: [blinks, looks at Victor]

Victor: [rubs the back of his head] It's -- you know the song, "You Are My Sunshine?" I -- I was thinking about it, and -- [shrug] You -- you are. My sunshine.

Smiler: [expression equal parts "touched" and "horrified realization that they have to come up with a legit pet name for Victor now"] ...oh.

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~M: a glimpse between worlds (meta) #love life questions #~C: Victor Van Dort #~C: Alice Liddell #~C: Smiler Alton #((decided I wanted to answer this one in character but not tie it specifically to a verse #and yes the 'sunshine' thing is a new idea I had #after thinking about that song and realizing #Victor DOES consider Smiler his sunshine #and he doesn't want them taken away #(I mean he feels the same way about Alice but #she already had a pet name) #Alice: Wait I thought you established Victor as calling Smiler 'Honey' in a ship meme? #Yeah but I was never married to it #Victor: For what it's worth I liked Smiler calling me 'Sweetheart' in that same meme #Smiler: SWEETHEART IS NOW OFFICIAL)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[thevalicemultiverse]

What is the character's love language?

((As you didn't specify a character, I'll just do Victor, Alice, and Smiler as the main three:

Alice: Her main love languages are Quality Time and Acts of Service -- she shows she loves people by spending time with them and doing things for them (which, given she's generally more involved with people inside her head than outside it, is a big deal). If she loves you, she wants to be around you and helping you out!

Victor: His main love languages are Acts of Service and Gifts -- he shows he loves people by doing things for them and getting them presents (I suspect the latter comes from growing up with a mother who was often placated with presents from his father when she was in a mood). If he loves you, he wants to help you in any way that he can and give you things that he thinks will make you happy.

Smiler: Their main love languages are Words and Physical Touch -- they show they love people by telling them and touching them (I imagine they're a big hugger). If they love you, they want to say the words as much as possible and hold you nice and close!

Now, while Victor and Alice have a love language in common, Smiler doesn't share one with either of them -- fortunately, I think being told how much they're loved suits Victor and Alice fine, and honestly I think Physical Touch does count a bit as a love language for Alice -- in that, if she DOES love you and trust you, you get touch privileges. It's a big thing for both Victor AND Smiler the first time they're allowed to hug her. And I actually do headcanon Victor as a bit of a cuddler, so yeah -- it's all good between the OT3. :) ))

#~M: meanwhile in our reality (OOC) #~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #love life questions #~F: if i ever see that van dort boy (victor) #~F: is she the chosen one (alice) #~F: smile always! (smiler) #((Victor and Alice I already knew from an older shipping meme I did #Smiler I had to come up with now #but Words and Physical Touch suits them I think #they're chatty and I see them as being into hugs so #works out #and yes Alice has to like you before you can do touchies #Smiler bluescreened briefly when she hugged them one day after a joke and they realized they had touch privileges #it's in one of my not-incorrect quote compilations XD))

[thevalicemultiverse]

Me: Is the natural state of the soul quiet or chaos?

Taco Bell cashier: Look buddy, it’s transient, shifting like water.

Alice: It probably also depends a lot on the particular owner of the soul. In my experience, some souls are more inclined to quiet, and others to chaos. [looks over to where Victor and Smiler are waiting -- Victor calmly reading something on his phone, Smiler using the straws near the drink station to construct a tower] Case in point.

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~V: Inevitable High School #taco bell soul philosophy #~C: Victor Van Dort #~C: Alice Liddell #~C: Smiler Alton #((...it occurs to me that I'm not sure if I've ever been inside a Taco Bell #but I presume like most fast food places they have those drink stations where you get your own cup and pour your own drink #at the very least this one does #to facilitate my answer :p)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[thevalicemultiverse]

Conversation at dinner:

MY WIFE: Hey Google, how much blood is in the human body?

MY WIFE'S PHONE: According to Wikipedia, an average adult has between 1.2 and 1.5 gallons of blood in their body.

MY SON: That's enough to paint a shed!

I fucking love my family.

Alice: [chuckles] As long as your son doesn't get any ideas about where to get the materials to paint any sheds you may or may not own...also, interesting factoid there. I never thought about how much blood there was in a human body.

Victor: [raises an eyebrow]

Alice: My condition doesn't mean I have to know how much blood there is, just that it's there.

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~V: Londerland Bloodlines #~T: Nice Place To Live #how much blood in a human #~C: Victor Van Dort #~C: Alice Liddell #((her condition in this universe being of course vampirism #but Alice has never really been into sucking someone dry sooo #no need to know EXACTLY how much blood someone has in them #she'll take her little bit and get on with her unlife)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[thevalicemultiverse]

🌌 How are you doing?

Forgotten Vows!Victor: [holding his sketchbook] Fine -- just working on a new drawing of a butterfly.

Secundus!Victor: [holding a caterpillar, grinning] Checking on my latest experiment! This one's part of a new strain of bioluminescent butterflies -- should glow orange instead of yellow.

Catch Us!Victor: [wiping the blood off his straight razor] Well, Alice and I just ended the life of another arse who preys on the weak and innocent, so I'm doing well, but I do need to run very soon.

Cuddlepile!Victor: [holding some popcorn] Great -- it's movie night! We're having a Ghostbusters marathon in just a moment!

Inevitable High School!Victor: [being towed along by a small pack of dogs] I may have overbooked this particular Saturday! Heel! Heel!

Aperture!Victor: [doodling unflattering pictures of Cave Johnson on a clipboard] How do you think I'm doing? Just another day in "paradise..."

Londerland Bloodlines!Victor: [looking maybe a bit too happy for someone who is licking blood off his lips] Alice just gave me my blood for the fortnight, so I'm doing wonderful, thank you for asking.

Fallout!Victor: [working on his Two-Shot combat rifle] No one's shooting me right now, and I just found a whole pack of duct tape in that house over there, so life is pretty good at this moment.

Technicolor Phase!Victor: [painting a picture on an easel] Lovely -- just doing some painting. It's a lot easier now that I can see more of the colors.

Valicer In The Dark!Victor: [studying a vial of electroplasm] Trying to figure out how I infuse this into a butterfly...if I can just crack it, I could so much good with that greenhouse down the road...

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~V: Forgotten Vows #~V: Secundus #~V: Catch Us If You Can #~V: Cuddlepile #~V: Inevitable High School #~V: Aperture Wage Slave #~V: Londerland Bloodlines #~V: Fallout Of Darkness #~V: Technicolor Phase #~V: Valicer In The Dark #answer across universes #~C: Victor Van Dort #((that SHOULD be every verse I currently have active #as you can see the Victors are all keeping busy in various ways #some more wholesome than others)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[thevalicemultiverse]

Criminal: "Nice try, you won't get me with Bad Cop / Tree Cop."

Cop 1: "Where's the body you scumbag!? I swear I'll cut you."

Cop 2: "Oughhh my branches are so full of apples."

Alice: [watching this from around a corner, looks at her companions] You -- heard that too, right? It wasn't just me?

Victor: The apples thing? Yes, I did.

Smiler: [looking at the "tree cop"] I think someone's been dipping into the confiscated drugs supply.

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~V: Valicer In The Dark #bad cop tree cop #~C: Victor Van Dort #~C: Alice Liddell #~C: Smiler Alton #((It just amused me to have this be something the Bluecoats are trying in Duskwall #it's probably not going well #but they don't actually care about catching criminals or enforcing the law so long as they get their bribes sooo)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[thevalicemultiverse]

People who use all pronouns are playing 3D chess. I mean they can’t misgender you if you use all the genders!

Smiler: There is a certain freedom in making sure the bigots can't casually misgender you, I'm sure! I'm happy with my they/them, but I salute all those who looked at the pronouns on offer and went "yes."

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~V: Cuddlepile #~T: Running Headlong Into The Bullshit #all pronouns 3D chess #~C: Smiler Alton #((those people know what they are about)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[thevalicemultiverse]

Does it really count as outliving your enemies if you personally kill them?

Alice: Yes -- I may have speeded up Bumby's death, but that just guaranteed I outlived him. Sometimes you have to take the direct approach with these things.

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #tw: death mention #death mention #~V: Forgotten Vows #~T: We Are The Village Green Preservation Society #gotta outlive enemies #~C: Alice Liddell #((I mean she's technically right #and she also gives no fucks about killing Bumby #soooo XD)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[thevalicemultiverse]

“There ain’t no rule saying a dog can’t assassinate the Pope!”

“It’s cute when you jam words together like you know what they mean.”

"I mean -- they're technically correct," Alice says, unable to help her smile.

"I personally am quite looking forward to the latest in the Air Bud series," Smiler adds, grinning like there's no tomorrow.

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~V: Inevitable High School #air bud pope assassin #~C: Alice Liddell #~C: Smiler Alton #((I mean is it any weirder than where that series actually went anyway #I am asking this as a genuine question I don't know how weird the Air Bud series got XD)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[thevalicemultiverse]

NATIVE CARBON DIOXIDE FOUND ON JUPITER’S MOON EUROPA

Alice: Good! ...I assume, I'm not entirely sure what that means. Is it a sign that life should be up there?

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~V: Inevitable High School #europa carbon dioxide #~C: Alice Liddell #((that's what I'M assuming anyway #I am not up to date on the latest space matters))

[thevalicemultiverse]

Familiars are service animals for witches.

Alice: ...now I'm picturing a familiar that is genuinely a traditional service animal. Why couldn't a blind witch use a seeing-eye dog as her familiar, or one with anxiety issues her therapy animal? Would make life a lot easier, wouldn't it?

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~V: Cuddlepile #~T: Girls Love Girls And Boys #service familiars #~C: Alice Liddell #((I mean I think it's a cool idea #imagine it's been done before #at least I hope it has)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue