#they will sit on my shelves as personal meows meows

[xi-chan]

omgggg the pet one you just posted is soooo cute can i request something with the same 3 and welt (if its not too much ♡) where their partner gets turned into a cat and keeps trying to be like 'hey its me!!' but it just sounds like needy cat meows hehe thank youuu stay well

Glad you liked it love !! and sure I can do that <3

Antennaria

sypnosis: you're a cat and your lover doesn't notice pairings: Ratio, Sunday, Gallagher, Welt x reader (Separate) A/N: mostly fluff and crack (again)

RATIO

When the smoke disappeared, you found the members of the Intelligentsia Guild hovering over you, seeming like skyscrapers now- did you shrink? Did the world around you become massive? Did it have to do with the small explosion just now. Only after you noticed your clothes all around you, and a member taking a picture and showing it to you, did you realize-

you're a cat now.

And the other members thought it would be funny to tell your lover absolutely nothing.

Now you're sitting on the couch in your and Ratio's house after you gave up trying to get him to notice that it was you. You tried to get your favourite books that you loved to read from the shelves and placed your tiny paws on them, stole your favourite snacks from the kitchen, brought the clothes you wore on your and Veritas' first date to him- but he seemed to ignore all of these things! On top of that- he placed all of these items to a higher point where you couldn't reach them anymore! All you could do now, was to try and 'tell' him, that it was you.

In your mind, you spoke normally- in human words. For Veritas, however, it sounded like you were in pain by the uneven tones in your meows, and it drove him crazy. "Fine, Fine. What do you want?" he said, crossing his arms after putting away the book he read. After he spoke up, you stopped meowing and went over to him, placing both of your paws on his leg. He sighed as he petted you softly, "All cats are like this..." and, just like cats worked, you purred automatically, but you didn't mind, eventually laying down beside him with your head on his legs. "Do not get any of your fur on my clothes." you growled at his comment but didn't pay any mind to it, drifting to sleep once he petted you more.

The next day, you tried to do more things to get him to notice- sitting in your designated chair, nudging the flowers on a nearby table- even trying to use your paws to signal letters that he could read. But damn those cat elbows for making it impossible. After some hours you gave up again, wanting to wait it out till you turned back or the other members told your boyfriend.

Needless to say, Veritas was quite... disappointed at his fellow members of the Intelligentsia Guild for not telling him about your 'condition' once you turned back, saying they're a bunch of imbeciles for not documenting the effects for their experiments, and you were disappointed as well- at him, though, for not realizing sooner.

As it turned out, the effects of that smoke that you were engulfed in lasted 24 hours and since you weren't wearing any clothes, you were completely naked when you were a human again. To your luck, you were home with only Veritas present, but it was still an embarrassing experience.

SUNDAY

It was simply a dumb idea you had at the time. One of the rules in Penacony stated that Identity theft of another person was strictly forbidden, however, it didn't say anything about turning to animals and you've seen your share of dreamers turning into animals or objects, so you tried to do it yourself, but you quickly regret that decision once you weren't able to turn back to a human. Realizing your mistake, you quickly ran on all fours, which you needed to get used to at first, to Dewlight Pavilion, to inform your lover so he'll help you.

But it seemed futile as you meowed endlessly in front of Sunday's office door, trying to get him to open the door for you. Guards or even other members of The Family tried to get you away from the door, but you always hissed at them or accidentally scratched them- you made a mental note to apologize later when you turned back.

When he couldn't handle the sounds of you anymore, he groaned before opening the door and letting you in. "You are quite the handful, do you know that?" he said, grabbing you by your stomach and holding you in his arms. You meowed again, trying to tell Sunday that it was you, and not some stray cat- but he chuckled at your try and it was obvious he didn't understand.

You never thought Sunday was the type of man to take good care of animals- birds, yes, probably, but cats? Who usually hunt birds? that's a new. Nevertheless, you were spoiled rotten as a cat. He also had you rest on his desk while he worked and you were always by his side, just like when you were a human.

It's been some hours and the sun was already set. Sunday had already been in your shared bed, laughing softly when you jumped on it as well, sitting down beside him. He placed his arms under you and brought you close to him- you purred as he fondled softly with your cheek and furry ear before kissing you on the head, chuckling again.

"How long do you intend to stay in this form, Angel?" he suddenly asked and that made it clear that he knew it was you for some time at least. You let out a long yowl before he explained what you needed to think and do to turn back to a human.

GALLAGHER

"I thought you were more of a dog person." Siobhan said as she prepared another glass of a special cocktail for her local Penacony monsters. "I am, actually. Dunno why this cat is so attracted to this old dog." Gallagher always called himself a dog and you never understood why- for a certain time you thought he'd be an actual dog with a human disguise. but you forgot about it pretty soon- not wanting to imagine that your boyfriend was an actual dog.

He picked you up and held you in his arms as he made his way out of the door. "Where are you going?" Siobhan asked and he answered, "Taking this one to the reception, maybe someone lost them." you desperately writhed in his grasp when he planned to just give you away and accidentally scratched him, resulting in him letting you go abruptly- thank the Aeons cats land on their paws. "Don't tell me that hurt?" Siobhan laughed before turning to the bar again and Gallagher mocked her, "Ha.Ha. It didn't. Just surprised me is all."

The scratch wasn't deep and it wasn't bleeding so you were glad you didn't actually hurt him. You were now even more desperate to tell him it was you. You meowed, hissed, yowled- whatever sound a cat could make, you did it. Even sounds you didn't know cats were capable of. Gallagher groaned before he went back to the bar with you following behind him. As he took a seat, you jumped onto the counter and continued to meow in his face, making him rest his forehead on the cold counter. "Siobhan, I need something." he murmured and she simply laughed at his state as you continued to yowl at him. "Hey, you wanna help, kitty?" she asked, and it was like a golden opportunity.

Immediately, you jumped behind the counter and ran to the glasses first, nudging a large wine glass and the freezer. Siobhan watched you and took the glass and the ice, following exactly what you were nudging. After, you nudged the 'Odd Concoction' two times, the 'Rejuvenating Soda Water' once, then you swirled around yourself indicating that Siphon should stir, and she did. Lastly, you nudged the 'Dream Jam' once and then put your paw on the Robin Sticker for decorations.

After Siobhan was mixing the drink, she placed it on the counter for Gallagher, who accepted it and took a sip without opening his eyes. "Hm, wait a second.." he opened his eyes and analysed the cocktail in his hand. "This is ⸺ specialty drink."

"Wow, really? This cat sure knows a lot." Siobhan petted you on the head softly before she went to other customers. You turned to your boyfriend and meowed at him again, pointing your little paw first at the drink and then to yourself.

"How in the name of- How did you turn into a cat, sugar?" he asked and you shook your head. He sighed as he exed the entire drink in one gulp before picking you up again. "Let's go and find a way to turn you back."

WELT

"Nawww, she's so cute!! Can we keep her, Mr. Yang?" "March, we don't know if it's a girl yet. It could also be a boy." Dan Heng said, grabbing her arm and pulling her away from you as she whined about something like, "Let me go!" and "I haven't taken pictures yet!" you loved March but she was sometimes a tad too much...

A hand on your furry head took you out of your thoughts and even with a layer of fur you recognized the texture of that glove immediately. "March, you're scaring this one a little, I fear." your boyfriend said and you stretched your- seemingly liquid- body to reach his hand more. Welt found you in one of the halls of the Express and brought you to the Parlor car. You think it must've been a disturbance during the Jump to another Universe that made you turn into this fur ball.

You didn't mind at the moment though when you sat with Welt and Himeko on one of the couches with Pom-Pom sweeping the floor. Himeko drank her cup of coffee like usual and traced her thumb over your toe beans while you laid on your lover's lap purring contently. "Quite a polite one, no? And you found this one just like that?" Himeko asked, massaging your front paw as well. Welt nodded as he fondled with your furry ears.

"I did. A few minutes after the Jump, I believe." Himeko hummed as she tapped your nose lightly, making you jolt a little. "So, have you seen ⸺ lately?" she asked and you looked at her with a tilted head. "Did she figure it out?" you thought.

She smiled teasingly at you before you meowed at her.

"This woman, she does know!" you thought again before climbing up Welt's chest and yowling at his face. To him and everyone on the Express it really sounded just like whining and Welt tried to carefully get you off of him, but you were persistent- like a burdock. After some struggling, you jumped off of him and bit Pom-Pom's ear lightly, pulling it. "H-Hey! Pom-Pom's ears are no toy!" Welt got up from his seat and pulled you away from them and you took his opportunity to steal his glasses with your paws, trying to put them on your tiny nose. Only then did he notice.

He blinked a few times and took a glance at Himeko, who laughed softly. "Oh." he mentally gave himself a slap to the cheek as he realized that it was you.

"Oh! So that's ⸺? Still adorable! Let me get a pic!" March said as she took out her camera and took a picture of you and Welt with his glasses.

After turning back to a Human with Herta's help, you wanted March to print the picture and give it to you so you could hang it in your and your boyfriend's room. It was a cute picture, really. You as a cat looking straight to the camera with giant glasses and Welt covering his face with you. He apologized many, many times and you accepted it, naturally.

#dr ratio #sunday #gallagher #welt #dr ratio x reader #dr ratio x you #dr ratio honkai #dr ratio hsr #Sunday x reader #Sunday x you #sunday honkai #sunday hsr #Gallagher x reader #Gallagher x you #Gallagher honkai #Gallagher hsr #welt x reader #welt x you #welt honkai #welt hsr #hsr #honkai #honkaistarrail #hsr fluff #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #honkai star rail drabbles

[rotbit]

The Worm Question

Genre: Fluff

Format: Oneshot (wc: 900)

Content: gender neutral reader, Izaya being a little controlling (just in case), Izaya being bad at feelings

Notes: I just want to comfort him fr, he's my messed up little meow meow.

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The room was oddly quiet. A rare moment of peace, where all you heard was keyboard tapping, books being shelved, and the hushed noises of the city. This type of moment had grown unfamiliar ever since your relationship with Izaya.

If it were up to you, right now you would be at home, snuggled in bed. You would count the stars visible from your window, and let the moonlight kiss your eyelids as you drift to sleep. 

But it wasn't up to you. It was up to Izaya.

Last time you tried to go to bed without him, he had you fired from your job so you wouldn’t be as tired. The defense he used was that he could support you no problem, therefore, working a meaningless job was just a waste of your time and energy. Besides, all you did was complain about it and wish you could quit, so why wait? Once you got past the shock that he made the choice on his own, you realized he was right. That job drained you of everything you had, yet you felt obligated to stay. After all, the moment Izaya gets bored, you'll go back to being just another human, right? Yes, he should have included you, but you've come to learn that Izaya has an odd way of showing that he cares. So, instead of a restful evening, you sit on the couch in his office and wait for him to finish up whatever last minute work needs to get done. To fill time, you read a book. It wasn't particularly interesting, but it gave you something to do.

At some point, the keyboard stops. You stay focused on your book, waiting for Izaya to announce the end of the day like he always does. For a moment, you only hear distant cars. So, you startle a little when Izaya suddenly appears in front of you. He stands there for an awkwardly long amount of time as you continue to ignore him. Sighing, he sits down next to you, folding his arms behind his head. 

You’ve come to recognize this behavior as a test, as you expect most of his actions to be. But right now, you aren’t feeling up to being his entertainment. Not sparing him a glance, you turn the page, creating an almost deafening sound in the silent room. He remains still, and you start to consider reaching over just to make sure he’s breathing. Before you decide, he speaks up.

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

Behind you, Namie poorly stifles a laugh as she leaves to go home. You close your book and rest your elbow on top of it, rubbing your eyes. The questions he asks are never literal, so you take a moment to try deciphering what answer he’s really looking for. Was he trying to annoy you? Was he looking for a deep philosophical discussion about the morality of a human loving something that isn’t human? Is this a weird jab towards Shinra?

When no punchline is delivered, you peek past your hand at him for a clue. His head is propped up by his arms, facing forward with his eyes closed. There was a slight furrow in his brow, and his entire body looked tense.

Was he actually just asking for validation in the strangest way possible?

It’s no secret that Izaya is horrible with vulnerability. At times, your relationship felt like a mutual agreement to exist in each other's space and nothing more. Even ‘love’ was a foreign term outside of his blanket remarks, neither of you venturing to use it in a personal context. Regardless, you thought he had a little more dignity than to hide behind a school girl question like that. You set your book down on the coffee table before swinging yourself into his side.

“If you were a worm,” you pause to snuggle closer to him, “I would put you in a big tank of the richest dirt I could find, and feed you little cut up strawberry pieces.”

He doesn’t respond, although you feel his shoulders relax. Both of you stay like that for a while. You take note of the fact that his heartbeat is slightly quicker than usual, and his breathing is a little deeper.

"Do you think," he shifts to create some distance, "Worms can even feel love?" 

"Izaya, you are not a worm."

His eyes peek open to look at you. That wasn't the answer you were supposed to give. To have no regard for the careful dance around his true meaning, is boring. Not even a smile cracks his face as he stands up, ready to leave. You grab his wrist.

"Worms are a lot less complex than humans," your words bring a slight twitch to the corner of his mouth, "They don't think, nor have emotions in the first place. And if it were any other worm, I wouldn't care. The important factor is that it's you."

Despite his attempt to keep a neutral expression, you still notice the light in his eyes when he looks back at you. A swift grin splits his cheeks to cover up with his usual bastard energy. "How cute," he coos, pulling his arm from your grip, only to take your hand in his.

He may never acknowledge this moment ever again, but the tight squeeze around your palm says more than enough.

#C:\rot #.txt #drr #izaya orihara #izaya x reader #izaya orihara x reader #durarara #durarara x reader #drr x reader

[feriyen]

Hello, again!

I took part in @lunarhillfunland's Fragile Dreams 15th Anniversary Project. This is my second piece based on the theme of together, which you can read at AO3 or below:

Our Hearts as One

When Shin visits, the snowy landscape of Sai's world in the facility changes.

Everywhere was white.

That couldn't be right. The walls were ivory on a normal day and the cabinets against them, a deep mahogany. Where were the colorful balloons painted on the canvas of those walls? The medicine bottles with bright caps behind the glass panes?

Disoriented by the hazy look of her surroundings, she looked down. Squinting, she vaguely made out the shape of her hand against the backdrop of the bed—black, she registered mutedly—on which she lay. She raised the same hand to rub her temple when a sharp sensation lanced through her head.

Sai groaned as she squeezed her eyes shut. What a pain.

The door shuttered. Sai lifted her head and opened her eyes to a blur of yet more white. Her heart skipped a beat at the gentle footfalls, soft in their unassuming nature.

"How do you feel, Sai?"

"Shin," started Sai. She surged forward to sit upright when the room spun. The ceiling flipped and she swayed, blinding lights spotting her vision, until long arms wound securely around her shoulders, steadying her.

"Careful. You'll fall if you move so suddenly," said Shin.

"Th-thank you . . . "

Some amount of careful wrangling later, Shin stepped aside with Sai propped up on a pillow at her back. Her gaze traveled up the muted green of his collared shirt to the striking red behind tinted shades, and she sighed.

"Your bandage is loose," said Shin, reaching over the side rail to pull the nylon mesh down and over the side of her head.

Somewhere inside her skull pricked from the touch. Still, Sai replied jovially, "I'm not used to wearing hats."

"Well, then you'll have plenty of practice here," said Shin, not unkindly.

"Are you here to give me my medicine today?"

"I am. Why don't we do that first?"

On a normal day, a stranger in white would hand even stranger pills for her to swallow and then leave. It was not rare, but still infrequent, for Shin to take on the task. Sai canted her head toward a shoulder, watching Shin's back curiously while he unlocked the medicine cabinet by the wall and rummaged through its shelves. He returned to her side with two small cups and offered the first, filled halfway with pills, then the second with water.

He pulled up to her bedside on a stool while she downed the pills with a generous helping of water. Like he always did on the days when he administered her medication, he procured a locket from his pocket after checking that she'd swallowed the drugs. Inside was a handful of candies and chocolates, one of which he always allowed her a pick. She chose a small packet of konpeito and held it up high, marveling at the colors before he took it back to tear the plastic open.

She tried the white candy first. While she rolled the bumpy sphere around in her mouth, humming in satisfaction, Shin rose from his set and said, "Wait here. I have something else to show you?"

Something else?

The door shuttered shut. Sai eyed the handle, still rolling the candy around with her tongue, and sat up straighter when it turned from the other side a moment later. There was another shutter, then a meow.

"Is that a cat?" asked Sai.

Shin paused. The cat nestled in his arm rested its head on the crook of his elbow, swishing its tail languidly. "Do you hate cats?"

Sai vigorously shook her head despite the discomfort brought on by the sudden jerking. "No, I like them! Especially white ones."

Truthfully, she was a pig person. Even so, she accepted the cat after it was deposited on her blanketed lap by Shin. The cat blinked once before stepping on her thigh—its claws had been trimmed perfectly—to nudge her arm with its head. She raised a hand to give it a tentative pat behind its ears.

"It's still in the preliminary stages, but has been cleared for a trial introduction," said Shin as if he were continuing an unspoken thought. Sometimes he moved to the beat of his own drum, though Sai hardly minded. "Once the project has progressed further with today's evolving technology, you'll be able to know its heart."

"So it's like a Glass Cage project for cats?" asked Sai.

"For them, and for you." Shin pushed his spectacles up with the tip of his middle finger, readjusting them on the bridge of his nose. "They'll keep you company when the scientists can't."

"If it's in the preliminary stages, does that mean this one's alone?"

"For now. We . . . must first ensure success with the prototype before producing more like it."

Sai hummed as she scratched the cat along its chin. It purred up a storm; together, they sang a strange duet of throaty sounds for another moment before she stopped scratching to gather the cat in her arms. She turned her head to smile up at Shin, ignoring the ache that, though dulled by the drugs she’d taken, radiated all along her body.

"Then I'll keep him company until he has friends of his own."

Shin's features went slack for a second before regaining their usual awkward bearing. He cleared his throat. "I'm certain he would like that."

Grinning, Sai lifted the cat by his pits. He hung from her grasp, slanted eyes blinking as they peered into hers, and she giggled at the resemblance. She held him close as a mother would her child, the surgical markings visible on her torso past the hem of her hospital gown obscured by his soft fur.

"Does he have a name?" she asked.

"Not yet. Why don't you give him one?" said Shin.

"I'll have to think about it. When will I see him again?"

"As he's still under strict surveillance, I am unable to leave him here overnight. I can bring him the next time I visit."

The next time might be days, if not weeks. Shin, as the head scientist of the Glass Cage Project, was an incredibly busy man. In the time it took him to make another personal visit, there would be more cords plugged into her head, more strange medicine prescribed, and more markings made on her skin with the promise of a scalpel in artificial sleep. All that awaited in the interim were the numbering pain and overwhelming whiteout.

For all that, Sai nodded and relished the cat's rhythmic purring with Shin's kind gaze on her.

"I'll definitely have a name by then, so don't forget to bring him with you, okay?"

Shin's thin lips curled into a faint smile. "I will. Thank you, Sai . . . for bearing with everything until then."

#writing #fragile dreams #shin #sai

[666writingcafe]

Do Not Touch

MC

Thankfully, no one else breaks the first rule when we enter the only building in the field, but we still have to deal with a toddler version of Levi, which is not fun in the slightest.

"I don't regret turning around," he announces. "I did it for Ruri-chan. Go ahead, laugh at me if you want!"

"You really shouldn't have said that," I reply, glancing over at a silently chuckling Satan.

"Look, I can't help it," Satan says as he looks back at me. "Levi's horns are nearly the size of his entire body. I'm surprised he hasn't toppled over yet."

"Think about how Levi feels," Beel quietly responds. "I'm sure he doesn't like being a little D."

"Thank you, Beel!" Levi exclaims. "I can't believe you'd actually stand up for me like that!"

He's gonna laugh, isn't he?

Right. I almost forgot she was in there.

Oh, probably. That's what siblings do.

Lucifer never told me that he had brothers.

I really need to ask her. Not now, but soon. She certainly knows quite a bit about Lucifer.

From my understanding, they started off as brothers in arms, but then they slowly began seeing each other as an actual family the longer they lived together at the House of Lamentation.

Thirteen stays quiet long enough for me to take in my surroundings. It seems as though we've entered a giant library. Bookcases stretch up from the floor to the rather high ceilings, and all of the shelves are filled with various texts.

You have a rather impressive collection.

Thank you. This library contains every book that has ever been written across the three realms.

How long did it take you to get everything?

The books just appear on their own. I just make sure everything's organized.

Interesting.

"I found the next message!" Mammon shouts. All of us head over to the shelf he's standing in front of, and sure enough, it's written in blood across the books sitting on top of it.

Why did you write the no touching rule on perfectly good books?

Oh, those are decoys. The real books are in my room. I wouldn't dare ruin any of the actual texts, for I always ever receive one copy of them, and sometimes it's the only copy in existence.

Couldn't you at least use paper and pencil to write your messages?

That wouldn't fit my aesthetic.

You're strange.

So are you.

Touché.

"Mammon, you've got something on your wrist," Beel states.

"Huh? What're you talkin' about?" Mammon pushes his right jacket sleeve up, revealing a strange mark on his wrist. "When did this get here?!"

"Let me see," Satan replies, gently grabbing Mammon's arm to take a closer look at the mark. He develops a solemn look on his face as he gets a second opinion from Lucifer.

"What's going on?" Mammon asks. "Why do you guys look so serious? Surely it's just some ink that's rubbed off on my wrist, right?"

"I'm afraid not," Lucifer answers. "You've been branded with Midas's Crest."

Oh, he's screwed.

You know about the crest?

If it's the same Midas that got cursed with the ability to turn anything into gold and lost his own daughter as a result, then yes, I know about the crest.

Did I pick the right person?

Oh, so Thirteen put the mark on Mammon's wrist. How cunning.

Mammon is the Avatar of Greed, so I would say yes.

I kind of figured. He seems like the type to think that having Midas's power would be a gift, not a curse.

He's celebrating right now.

What an idiot.

Mammon doesn't have much common sense.

Right after Mammon touches one of the books and transforms into a little D, I hear a faint noise. At first, I simply dismiss it as an illusion, but then it occurs again, louder this time.

And then I see it.

Shit. I thought I made sure to put her in her kennel before I left for vacation.

The cat hops up on one of the tables, making herself very much visible to Satan.

"Don't," I warn him.

The cat meows, making eye contact with Satan.

"Satan." Lucifer must also see the look on his brother's face.

Satan steps towards the cat, and all hell breaks loose. Lucifer and I sprint over to Satan and attempt to pull him away from Thirteen's cat, but he's fighting tooth and nail to make sure he gets to pet her.

"Let me go!" he yells, causing the others to look over at us.

"You can't pet it!" I yell back. "The rule says--"

"I don't care!" Satan shoves me away, and I end up stumbling into Beel and Solomon. A low groan follows, and I see Lucifer on the ground, holding his stomach. Satan must have elbowed him.

He really loves cats, doesn't he?

That's an understatement.

#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me thirteen #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me brothers

[tessatales]

Touch Starved ✨Kate✨

Kate Bishop x F!reader

Warnings: Touch starved (obviously), Swearing(not much), not much else really 🤷🏻‍♀️

Theme: Touch starved Kate, comfort, sweet, secret crushes(maybe) AvengerReader

A/N: Hello! It’s been a while since I’ve had chance to write- and I’m meant to be doing coursework right now so obviously is a perfect time to write one of these 😂

Oh yeah, and this one has a slightly different way to tackle touch starvation 👌🏻

*Your POV*

There is something wrong with Kate.

For the past few weeks you’d suspected she wasn’t feeling herself; her usual bubbly and sarcastic demeanour had slowly diminished as time went on.

At first you’d thought it had been the move to the Tower that had done it; knowing from personal experience the jarring nature of the move. But Kate had seemed to settle right in, the other team mate taking her in as quickly as Clint had.

But as you watched her now, aggressively shooting arrow after arrow at the moving targets in the practice room; you knew something was bothering her.

“Hey stranger, Tony said if your not up in 10 minutes he’s going to eat your food” you said, slipping into the practice room as quietly as possible. Kate stopped, the bow pulled taught to sit against her cheek. This was the first time you’d seen Kate consecrate on the target for more than 2 seconds since your got here.

“Oh hey, sorry. Tell Stark he can have it.” Kate said, breathing out as she shot her final arrow. Her shoulders stayed tight, her whole posture screaming stressed as she turned to face you.

“That will be the second meal you’ve missed today”

‘I’m planning to pig out on my weights worth in Chinese food later if your interested?’ Kate quipped, her grin not quite touching her eyes.

You grin.

‘That doesn’t sound bad to be honest. But first. Serious stuff.’ You say, pushing yourself off the wall to walk towards her.

‘Uh oh. What have I done’ Kate said, shelving her bow and turning towards you.

‘Whats wrong Kate? You seem off.’ You asked, crossing your arms. Kate’s shoulders sagged.

‘I’m all in my head recently. My mom’s trial is all over the news. Clint had just sort of left me here. Not like I’m not grateful! It’s just-’ Kate said, her words a rush as she tried to correct herself.

‘It’s just you want your normal life back, right?’ You chime in, your smile soft. Kate nodded.

‘Come with me’ you said, taking Kates hand and leading her out of the room.

*Kate POV*

She’s taken me to a freaking Cat Cafe. A Cafe, full of cats.

Freaking.

Awesome.

Kates thoughts ran wild and she and Y/N entered the little cafe, the quite purrs and meows that greeted them as the walked in being music to her ears.

‘I know your more of a dog person, but the dog shelter wasn’t taking walk ins today.’ Y/N said with a shrug.

Kate blinked. As much as she loved dogs, she was perfectly happy here.

‘No worries, we can go to the shelter another time, let’s talk tea and cats’ Kate exclaimed, quickly finding a seat.

*Your POV*

Within moments of sitting down, a beautiful pure white cat had wondered up and sat on Kate’s lap. It’s purrs so strong you were sure it was reverberating through Kate’s leg.

‘So, why the sudden trip to the cat cafe?’ Kate asked, taking a sip of her drink. You shift in your seat.

‘Well, your not the touchy feely type Kate, so I thought the best way to fix your touch starved ass was with animals’ you reply simply, shrugging as you stroke the chin of a ginger kitten.

Kate gaped.

‘I am not touch starved!’ Kate exclaimed. You sighed.

‘Have you been feeling antsy and upset recently?’

‘Kinda’ Kate mumbled in response.

‘Do you feel miles better because of the cat on your lap?‘ you ask, raising an eyebrow.

‘I guess’ Kate replied again, looking younger than she was as she considered her words.

‘Wow, maybe I was touch starved. Figures’ Kate said, shrugging before taking another sip of her drink.

You laughed, shocked yet completely unsurprised she took it so well.

‘So what do I do about it? Just keep petting cats?’ Kate said, looking deep in thought as she scratched the cats chin, it’s purring deepened.

You thought for a moment.

‘Well, you could. Or you could- I don’t know. Ask one of us for a hug?’ You quip, staring as the girl in disbelief. Kate’s cheeks coloured slightly.

‘I know, I know. It’s just- I.’ Kate starts, stumbling over her words as she tried to think.

‘I find it hard to ask people for things. I can be sarcastic and witty without thinking; but asking for help? Is like pulling my own teeth out’ Kate admitted, her head pointed towards the cat in her lap but her eyes were unfocused. You sighed.

‘Figures, you don’t have to speak you know?’ You say, reaching over the table to poke Kate in the arm affectionately. Kate frowned

‘You ever seen Wanda just wonder up to one of us and just hug us?’ You ask, watching as Kate frowned in thought before nodding.

‘And what about when Bucky will get overly hyper and start play fighting with anyone who will take it?’ You continue,

‘Yeah, what’s your point?’ Kate said, shifting slowly as to not disturb the cat.

‘It’s all their own way of fixing their issues. If they’re feeling down or touch starved, they do those things to help feel better.’ You say, hoping your point was getting across. Kates eyes seemed to light up.

‘So, I don’t have to ask? I could just- I don’t know, knock on your door and then flop on you once you’ve invited me in?’ Kate said, her voice the brightest it’s been in weeks. You laugh.

‘Yes, if that’s what would make you feel better’ You reply, grinning. Kate beams back

*Kate POV*

‘Thanks for taking me out Y/N, I really needed this’ Kate said, smiling at Y/N as they made their way to the lifts of the Avengers tower.

‘It’s no problem’ Y/N replied, her smile broad as she looked at Kate. For a second, the world froze, it’s was just Kate, Y/N and that was it. Before she gave herself time to overthink it; Kate sprung, attacking Y/N with a forceful hug.

‘Whoa!’ Y/N yelped, the smile still evident in her voice as she clung onto her.

‘Really, Thank you’ Kate said into Y/N’s chest, relieved the feelings she couldn’t place had finally been understood.

Kate had been through a lot over the winter, so being able to have this, this calm; was perfection.

The pair stood there for several moments, clinging onto each other like their lives depended on it. It should be a big step to take; learning to ask for help; but Kate was glad that if it ever got to much, Y/N would be there to help. Always.

#avengers #avengers imagine #avengers x reader #bucky x reader #tony x reader #dr strange #dr strange x reader #touchstarved Kate bishop #touchstarvedMCU #hawkeye #cute #cuddling

[scorpiongrassfield]

You Don't Mind Getting to Know Theo

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“Oh. That’s. Very sweet of you to say,” Theo says. 

He opens his mouth to say something else, but is interrupted by the sound of a door slamming somewhere else in the house. 

“Ah. That was probably Concrete,” he explains. 

You wait for him to elaborate. 

“He has a habit of pushing doors closed and then being really mad that he’s locked in whichever room he locked himself in. Come on, let’s go get him.” 

He leads you over to the stairs. 

You feel a little uneasy as you approach them, but they lack any sort of runner rug, and they don’t seem particularly hungry, so you follow Theo up them anyway. You can hear Concrete meowing as you walk. 

“So. This is the second floor,” Theo says, gesturing around. 

“And this,” he says as points to a door, “is sort of a multipurpose room.” 

He opens it just a crack, as the door gently bumps into something on the other side. 

“Concrete. If you want me to open the door you’re going to need to move,” he says gently. 

Concrete does not move. It continues meowing. 

Theo sighs but smiles fondly. 

He scans the hallway, and upon spotting a little mouse cat toy, he picks it up. 

“Concrete! Go get the mousey!,” he says, and then tosses the mouse through the crack in the door. 

There’s the sound of quick little footsteps running away from the door. 

“There we go!” Theo says and opens the door. 

This room is partially taken up by a rather expansive… cat jungle gym? There’s towers and platforms and shelves with the occasional cat toy stuck to it. 

A lot of the toys seem to be knitted or otherwise hand-made. 

“Did you knit those yourself?” you ask, nodding to them. 

“Oh, it’s actually crochet. But yes. I made those and most of the whole thing myself. I like making stuff and it keeps Concrete from getting bored,” he says, rubbing at the back of his neck. He seems to do that when he’s feeling shy or nervous. 

“That’s pretty impressive,” you say. It looks like it took a lot of work. 

“Oh, um. Thank you,” he says. Then he turns to the other side of the room to change the subject. 

There’s a computer desk with a desktop and drawing tablet in one corner. In the other there’s a tv and what looks to be a few different gaming consoles, a shelf of games,  and some beanbags.  

“This is where I spend most of my time. Working at the computer. Or gaming.” 

“Cool.” 

“Do you like video games at all?” 

You pause and consider it. 

“I… Don’t remember.” 

“Oh.” 

There’s another pause. 

“Do you… Want to try playing some? I’ve got a pretty wide variety. And I don’t have anything super pressing that I need to do today,” Theo rambles. 

You would like to. But. 

“I’m not sure when Pat’s expecting me back. I’m supposed to pick up a pizza for us,” you explain. 

Thinking about it, though. You really don’t want to. Talking to strangers is scary, especially without Pat there to smooth things over if something happens. 

“I could probably try ordering one and having it delivered. That’s technically still getting a pizza to Pat like they asked, right?” you reason out loud. 

Theo shrugs. “It’s up to you.” 

You nod. 

You look up the nearest pizza place to the motel and find the number to call. 

“Marty’s Pizza, what can I get for you?” comes the voice from the other side. 

You open your mouth to order, but your voice just won’t come out. 

You try again. Nothing. Your heart is beating a little too fast. 

“Hello?” the person calls. 

You, against your better judgment, are too scared to answer. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t hear you. Can you try calling back?” the person says. 

You don’t say anything. 

They hang up. 

You just stand there, still holding the phone. What the hell was that? Why are you scared of talking on the phone? 

“Oh dear. Are you alright?” Theo asks. 

You don’t know. 

“Ah. I’ve been there. Here. Why don’t we come sit down for a bit over here?” he coaxes. 

He gently takes your hand and guides you over to the bean bags. You sit down heavily. 

“I didn’t remember that,” you say. 

It makes you kind of mad. Not being able to remember why you’re scared of things. 

“That sounds frustrating,” Theo agrees. “I… I don’t remember why I’m scared of the woods around my house. It’s. Really not very pleasant,” Theo commiserates. 

There’s something there that you’d normally like to press on. But not right now. 

Concrete has taken up residence on the other bean bag.

“Would you like a distraction? I’m sure Pat will understand if you need to calm down before starting the drive back?” Theo says, gesturing to the games. 

You think you would like a distraction. 

“Sure,” you agree.

Next

#choose your own adventure #interactive fiction #writeblr #original writing

[luminashdawnwing]

November DWC 2022 Day 1: Instinct / Neglect

“Do you ever get bored, Goldleaf? Tired of all the papers coming in that you have to catalog, all of the magisters and magistrices crying out for the personal touch of a clerk, your stamp of approval on their work going into the archives?”

Luminash spoke idly, a smirk playing at his lips. He leaned against the back of a chair - scarcely deigning to sit and chat in the Magistry clerk’s office - but remaining after his work was done to wag his tongue all the same. Somewhat, perhaps, like a cat, satisfied that his incessant meowing had obtained him his dinner, offered the opportunity for his caretaker to stroke his back before wandering off again.

The clerk, adjusting his glasses as he peered at yet another one of Luminash’s requests for placement of work into the archives, exhaled a bone-weary sigh.

“Magister, no day you stop by my office is ever boring. That said, the frequency of these visits in the past years has been...” He trailed off, fishing for the right word, “Concerning.” He looked up at the magister, who still wore something of a smug grin, “Do you ever sleep with the rate you’ve been seeking publication?”

“Oh, of course I do! The sheer number of unfinished, abandoned work I have had the time now to complete has no doubt contributed to that perception, though."

Goldleaf flipped a page, his eyes only barely avoiding glazing over entirely. The magister could never simply say something. He had to ramble it, as if speaking with too few words would make him look stupid.

“I haven’t seen any joint reports with the Reliquary come in lately,” the clerk replied, preparing his next barb, “Have they finally cut off access to their Titan collection? Or perhaps stop replying to your requests for collaboration?” He couldn’t help but quirk a smile, even if it was wiped quickly away as he turned another page.

The magister barked out a laugh, “Nothing of the sort! It’s just that they’ve become so...boring! It’s all the same digsites, Goldleaf, or catching up on a backlog of artifacts. And that is good, of course, I’ve been doing the same, but there’s nothing new!” He shrugged, shaking his head, “They have filled in their map, but they neglect new horizons.”

Peering over his glasses, Goldleaf let a smile spread across his face, “So you don’t know? Oh, I have news for you then, Magister.” He tapped the papers on the desk to straighten them, “First, that I am signing off on the publication of your next volume of the History of the Elven Peoples. Second, that I have a letter from one Ms. Rivergleam that you may find interesting.”

Luminash’s ears twitched, eyes widening in excitement, “Rivergleam? Was she not one of those sent to Orgrimmar?”

Goldleaf nodded, “To possibly meet with ambassadors of dragonkind, yes.” The clerk pulled a folded parchment from his desk and offered it to the magister, “She sent a batch of letters to the Magistry, to be distributed to certain chosen scholars by illustrious clerks such as myself.”

“And one is for me, I take it?” Luminash leaned forward, no longer leaning against the wall, the promise of a new horizon drawing him in. The world was, of course, at peace, and peace was a thing of beauty, an opportunity scarcely afforded to mortals, but was it not also stagnation?

The clerk offered a folded parchment, but snatched it away before Luminash could grab it, flashing a grin, “It is yours, yes, on one condition.”

The magister scowled, though it did not reach his eyes. Truly, the bureaucracy of Silvermoon would be unbearable if not for bothering the clerks, “Name it, Goldleaf.”

“You will now be putting a second volume of your elven history on the shelves of our archives, and yet you’ve numbered them volumes two and three. What is the first?”

Luminash snatched the parchment and laughed loudly, “Oh, I thought you’d never ask!” The magister made to leave, calling out over his shoulder as he left the cluttered office behind, “Why, the very beginning. One cannot have elves without our troll forebears, can we?”

“Magister! Wait! You know how much a fight that will be to publish here! Magister!”

Goldleaf only sat, stunned, as Luminash’s laughter echoed down the hall.

@daily-writing-challenge​

#novemberday12022 #novemberdwc2022 #luminashdawnwing #the return of Luminash's favorite Magistry clerk

[starryevermore]

the wolf and the mouse: six ✧ bucky barnes & nick fowler

the wolf and the mouse: a bucky barnes & nick fowler mob au | ao3

pairing: enforcer!bucky barnes x fem!reader; mob boss!nick fowler x fem!reader

summary: you see something you really, really, really shouldn’t. 

word count: 1,258

warnings?: pet name (sweetheart/topolina), not proofread

In the early days of…whatever the hell this sham engagement was, you knew Nick had full intentions of keeping you in the manor under 24/7 supervision. He had the entire manor outfitted to your tastes, to your interests. Your own personal design style was perfectly embedded into every wall hanging, in every rug, in every piece of seating. But it was most especially prevalent in the manor library. Wall-to-wall shelves housed your favorite books from the time you fell in love with reading until now. It was perfectly Beauty-and-the-Beast-esque, complete with the being trapped in a palace part. 

The only thing the beast forgot about was making the beauty fall in love with him before showing her the library. 

Because every time you were in there, you were reminded of the blood splattering the floor and walls of Bucky’s apartment. You were reminded of the cool metal of Nick’s gun, how he’d pointed it you until he unloaded it on your love. You couldn’t get the image out of your mind. 

Not even now, as you organized and re-organized and organized the shelves again and again and again. His touch was everywhere in this damned manor. You could never escape it. 

“Meow!”

You looked down, watching as Alpine snuggled up to your lap, trying to nestle her way into your arms. “I know, I miss him, too,” you said, picking her up and cradling her in your arms, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “I wish he was still here.”

“Meow meow!”

“Yeah. I think about him a lot, too. Sometimes, I delude myself into thinking he’s still here. Funny, isn’t it? How the…dead never leave, even long after they’ve been buried.” You scratched behind her ears, letting out a sigh. “I hope he’s okay, in whatever afterlife there is. I hope he’s doing better than us.”

Alpine squirmed in your arms, so you let her go, watching as she scampered over to her favorite windowsill, resting in the sunlight. Sometimes, you wished you could be like that. You wished you could forget about everything that’s happened. Pretend that Nick was your Bucky, that all of this was okay, that you were living a dream life with a dream man. 

Instead, you were cursed with the knowledge forever weighing on you that you’d lost everything, that you had everything ripped from you, for this dream life to become your reality. 

You pushed yourself up, dusting off your jeans. “I need more shelves,” you mumbled. “Need to get my own shelves.”

You left the library, walking down the hall to Nick’s office. The door was open, him looking up as you reached the doorway. 

“Topolina,” he said, smiling. “I thought you were going to be re-organizing the library all day?”

“Um, I was wondering where you got the shelves from? I, uh, wanted to get some more,” you said. “Kind of make it like an actual library, with aisles and stuff.”

Nick perked up, his smile widening. He liked that. He liked the sound of you making this manor more like it was your home. To him, that meant you were finally accepting your place. “I’ll take you to the store. Had them custom ordered, just for you. I can help you with ordering the new ones, yeah?”

You nodded, knowing it was better to agree than to fight. At least if he was happy, he wouldn’t hurt you more than he already had. And if you denied him this…You fought the urge to shudder, remembering all of the times he’s bent you over that very desk he was sitting at, reminding you again and again and again that you would always be his. 

So, you let him take to the store. It was a small shop called Howlies Furniture. It actually wasn’t far from your bookstore, which surprised you since you had never noticed it before. But perhaps that’s because you never really looked for it either. 

“Mornin’ Fowler,” the owner said, wiping his hands as he finished polishing a few pieces. His eyes flicked to you, widening slightly. “What can I do for you today?”

“The missus wanted some more of those shelves I had you make.”

“Ah, those were nice shelves. Can’t blame ya for wantin’ more.” He held his hand out to you, which you took, shaking it. “It’s nice to meet ya, ma’am. I’m Steve, by the way.”

“Y/N,” you said. “I was actually hoping for shelves that were more freestanding than attached to the wall. I was wanting to make the library, you know, more like a library.”

“I see. Well, I’ll run to the back and grab some designs I’ve got pre-made and we can use those to start narrowing down what specifically you want?”

You nodded. “Works for me.”

Steve disappeared to the back of the store as Nick wound his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest. 

“I’m glad you’re being cooperative now, topolina,” Nick whispered against your hair. “Isn’t this easier?”

“Mhm. Oh, shoot,” you muttered. 

“What’s wrong?” Nick asked, pulling away to look at you. 

“Nothing, I just left my phone in the car, and I’d written down some things I’d like and—” You shook your head. “I’m just gonna grab it, okay? I’ll be back in two shakes and a shimmy.”

Nick almost looked like he wanted to say he’d go with you, but instead he nodded. “Don’t be too long.”

“I won’t.” You paused. “Promise.” 

You walked out of the store, turning to the left to walk down to the alley where the car was parked. For a moment, you considered running. But you remembered he had eyes and ears everywhere, so you didn’t doubt that if you tried, you’d be caught and drugged back kicking and screaming. And, well, Nick was being nice today, and you didn’t want to ruin that at the moment. 

But as you grabbed your phone from the back of the car, shutting the door, starting to turn to walk back to the store, a flash of movement caught your eye. A strong, muscular build. Long, dark hair. The glint of a metal arm. No. It couldn’t be… Could it?

“Bucky?” you called out. “Bucky, is that you?”

The figure froze. “Sweetheart, I—”

“Topolina, is everything alright?”

You whipped around, watching as Nick walked up to you. “Huh?”

“You were gone for a while, topolina. I was worried.”

“Everything’s alright.” You looked back at where the figure was. He was gone. You wondered if you’d just imagined it. “I…just thought I saw something.”

Nick’s jaw clenched and unclenched. “You saw something?”

You kept staring at the spot the figure had been. Had it been Bucky? Could he be alive? No…you’d seen Nick shoot him. You’d seen the blood pour out of him. You’d seen the light leave his eyes. That couldn’t have been him. Your Bucky wasn’t alive. Because if he was alive, that would mean—

“I-I’m not feeling well. I’m sorry. Can we leave, please?”

Nick’s brows furrowed together. “Topolina—”

“Please, can we go home?”

Nick sucked in a breath, like he wanted to press further. But it was the first time you’d called the manor “home”. It was progress. It was all progress. And he wasn’t the kind of man to kick a gift horse in the mouth. So, he said, “Alright. Let’s go home, and you can rest, okay?”

“Okay.”

But you knew that no amount of rest would ever make you feel okay. Not when Bucky might be out there.

#the wolf and the mouse: a bucky barnes & nick fowler mob au #nick fowler imagine #nick fowler x reader #nick fowler x you #nick fowler x y/n #nick fowler x fem!reader #nick fowler x female reader #nick fowler fanfiction #nick fowler fan fiction #nick fowler fan fic #nick fowler fic #nick fowler fanfic #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x fem!reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fan fic #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fan fiction #starrywrites #starryevermore

[the-rainbow-overflow]

8 for Gretch? :0

Describe the place where they sleep. (ie what does their safe space look like. How much (or how little) care / decoration / personal touch goes into it.)

"Oh boy. Heading straight fur the respiteblock huh? Alright, I'll let you in fur a quick peak."

The goldblood steps aside from her hive door, opening up for you to enter.

Despite what preconceptions you may have about junkyard trolls, her hive was pretty clean, aside from a few dirty dishes and some take out containers left on the table. You'd been expecting the place to reek of garbage but instead it kind of smelled like... A mix of green apple and the lumber aisle at a Hive Depot.

It wasn't anything extravagant, a simple one floor building with a closet, bathroom, and presumably a bedroom door all against the back wall. The majority of the layout included the living room that ends about halfway across the room before giving way to a kitchen. Hard wood flooring that's been neatly swept stretches across the entire room.

Shelves line the walls, displaying various small sculptures and mini projects the gold had finished or was in the process of finishing. A couch that's been rescued from the heap, thoroughly cleaned, and patched up sits pushed against a back wall facing an old TV sat atop a small entertainment center. Your eyes just barely have time to drift to the very large cat tower in the corner of the room before a sharp whistle catches your attention.

The goldie is standing next to the bedroom door beside the couch, a messily spray painted winky face with its tongue out decorates the door in grey, pink and green. A grey tail encircles the face in a heart shape. "Ur looking for in here." She says, opening it up. A massive Savannah cat quickly tries to rush past to get outside but is immediately scooped up in a mix of green and pink light as the psiionic hovers her in place. The cat meows in a pouty manner. "Excuse my lussus. Kip tends to stay in there when guest are ovur. Go on in."

Upon stepping in, you'll notice that the room is kept pretty dim thanks to a dimmer switch, but glowing with soft neons of her favorite colors as you've come to notice. There's a cocoon in the corner, but also a queen sized mattress, dressed with paw print covers in the other. It was a little more messy in here, parts of unfinished projects littering the floor, a few marks on the floor where she'd dripped paint before. A large two and one water and food bowl. Plasma ball lamp sat idly on her desk next to a box of glowsticks, pens, exact knifes and oaint bottles beneath a currently turned off desk lamp. In the third corner of the room, a laundry basket was past the point of overflowing onto the floor.

Gretch pretends not to notice it with a guilty look. A pile of salvaged and patched stuffed animals sat against the wall and the foot of the bed in different shapes and sizes. Her walls were littered with old posters from various bands and games, things she collected from the heap outside no doubt. "Ahem. So, hope you got what you wur lookin fur. Not too big a disappointment I hope. "

#gretch momein #hive tour! #ask meme

[jrueships]

any wip updates or are you busy?? :(

OH GOD... ASKING ME ABOUT MY WIPS... YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GONNA SEE NEXT

i DO have SOME!!! updates.. So I actually finished and cleaned up some of the wipes I had (spida!donovan fic being one of them), but im also very stupid and self conscious so i thought it was stupid and it’s just sitting in my docs now unposted LMFAO… love my life.     

   I wrote some more on the jaylen x Donovan fic where jaylen and Donovan both saw each other depression brooding late at night at the store (i should’ve had Giannis surprise cameo there like.. cheerfully pushing a grocery cart around and going ‘wow!! Shopping late at night in the grocery store is so peaceful <3!’ While donovan And jaylen are in going through the nine gates of hell). Basically jaylen treats Donovan out to a hotel where they sad make out to help each other feel better and cuddle themselves to sleep. Haven’t written the ending yet but they basically both wake up and go ‘that was our cringe era. Never speak of this again’ and flake out the hotel let the two nonhomosexuals they’re trying to be. And the Dennis luka fic was going so well until I realized i’d have to write and or mention the word bootyhole/anus, so i gave up — naturally. Same roadblock that came up with the pg/kawhi redacted fic like… the [redacted] thoughts be so easy to have but then having to put them on paper really just serves as a sign telling you how mental you really are LMAO im hoping one day the power of horny will get me over that threshold but for now… roadblocks remain  

And then I started a few more wips that i ALSO won’t end up posting as fics because i am STOOPID and WEEK and they’re literally All rarepair fics… like. I think kyle/demar and pg/kawhi are some of the only like.. Bigger ships I’ve written for ?? Weird as hell!  But anyways,  here's some pics of a Fultz/fox draft.. it's kinda long and tumblr kept Buggin when I tried to send it so here's pics of the wip?? lmao?

The other wip I had was a Keldon/Ant one! They’re both knights in the medieval ages serving their respective Households! Ill talk about it more later with another ask I have, but it ends with them having to kill each other in a final joust or whatever lol

Another one is a kris dunn x Rolo fic because im a cycle path and to make sure y’all know that fr fr, it’s a redacted fic lol,, also gonna talk about that more in ANOTHER ask ,,,

I have MORE but like,,, they’re,, odd. I may add onto this post to talk about them, but yeah.. basically they’re more rarepair fics that, even if finished, probably won’t see the light of day SO, YEAH! THIS IS THEM ! Sorry the text in the pics are so small.. idk it's kinda honophobic

#ted drabbles #ted wips #ted asks #too much to ted!!! #please tumblr send this #PLEASE #the OTHER wips also have some more weird rarepairs like jrue/pj idk its all wack #i think all of these will never see the light of the sun because theyre just so wack to me idk #they will sit on my shelves as personal meows meows #i finish them for like. no reason #only 2 hide them #already doing it to the fultz/fox fic #fox #fultz

[icewindandboringhorror]

a few of the random trait set examples I generated but didn’t end up using in my main post about the trait generators ghghgh... these are all such like... Distinct people.. just from reading this I already know everything about their personality and how they act lol

#which is maybe just that my brain VERY easily assigns traits to things like #You could give me a handfull of crayons and I could make a full backstory and personality and quirks for all of them in like #an hour and a half hhbhbh but.. I love little descriptors like this #especially the last two like.. #some overcritical uptight person who tries to stay stern and focused but is always distracted by daydreams.. they're part of some asassinati #on plot and have to break into a royal event undercover but the constant mirror decor and shiny surfaces in the palace keep #freaking them out.. they take themselves super seriously and think they're being suave and fitting in well with the high society elites #but actually nobody is very impressed by the animal impressions they can do ghgh...they finally track down the prince they're going to kill #as the start of the government overthrow plan but he just happens to have A TON of mirrors in his room.. the people they're working #with are like 'COME ON.. hurry! the guards are onto us' but they're just sitting outside the door like 'oh my god... mirrors...' #then they silently do a few animal impressions to themselves to help soothe their anxiety.. a guard walks up on this kid just crouching #outside of the door of the prince's bedroom whispering '.... meow....... woof... woof... caw.. caw....' to themselves #and the gossipy rock collector's home would look ridiculous since theyd always be taking their guest's belongings and hiding #them random places.. which they THINK is a fun playful little game but it actually just annoys everyone.. they have like shelves FULL #of rocks but since they're so clumsy their constantly knocking them over... and then the self portraits hung everywhere.. #being invited to dinner at their house would just be like.. first you have to walk down a hallway of pictures they painted of themselves #then you get seated in a main room where there is a GIANT possibly tasetful nude painting of themselves sitting right in the center #of the wall you're facing.. not even 10 minutes in they steal your wallet and hide it somewhere and get all giggly as they dare you #to find it.. you're annoyed and just ask them to return the wallet so you can leave.. but as theyre walking over to you they spill like #100 pebbles everywhere when they knock a shelf over onto both of you.. they seem like this has knocked them unconscious so now #you feel weird about leaving but also you just.. REALLY don't want to stay.. all you wanted was a nice spaghetti dinner...

[heyiwrotesomethings]

Hellooo! I have another request I wanna make, hope that’s fine and please make it oneshot. Shinobu x she/her reader and the reader have a hidden talent that she can mimick both animals and humans with her voice perfectly. Shinobu didn’t know about this so the reader pranked Shinobu with her voice mimick talent. After Shinobu found out she wanted to prank Mitsuri and Giyu next. That’s all for me, thank you, and please take care.

Mimicry

Shinobu Kochou x She/ Her Reader

A/N: Here you go, hope you like it! Anything said in italics is supposed to represent mimicking another person. Word Count: ~1,475

Shinobu had nearly flipped her whole office upside down.

It had started about ten minutes ago when she swore she heard a bird. She had forgotten to close the window last night, so she was worried a bird must have flown in for a warm place to sleep for the night. So far, she had found nothing, but every other minute or so, she would hear it chitter somewhere nearby. It was starting to drive her a little insane.

“Where are you, little bird? You had better not be making a nest out of my papers, I need those.” She called out, standing on her step ladder to look atop her shelves.

That was when she heard it. Not a chirp, but a muffled giggle.

Shinobu’s eyes narrowed with suspicion and she quietly leapt back to the floor. She tip-toed to the door and strained her ears, focusing all her attention just beyond the threshold. Sure enough, another chittering bird noise came from that direction and Shinobu yanked the door open with enough speed to send the person who had been leaning their back against it sprawling to the floor.

“(Y/n)! Was that you this whole time?” Shinobu asked, looking down at her with her hands on her hips. She wanted to be annoyed, but she couldn’t help but be impressed. “How did you do that?”

(Y/n) grinned up at Shinobu from the floor, “Just a talent I have,” she said firing off another little whistle like the ones before.

“And you never thought to tell me?”

“You never asked.”

“Why would I ask that?” Shinobu reasonably argued before adding, “Can you mimic anything else?”

“Can you mimic anything else?” (Y/n) repeated with little hesitation, matching Shinobu’s own voice in an almost eerily similar way.

“Ah, I do sound like that, don’t I?” Shinobu smiled, though she couldn’t help but feel that (Y/n) was laying on the airy quality of her voice too thickly on purpose and it kind of made Shinobu want to slap her upside the head. “Anything else?”

“I’m pretty good at mimicking a lot of different animals and people. Any requests?” (Y/n) asked, finally sitting up.

“Oh, I have a request alright,” Shinobu presented her hand to (Y/n) to help her stand. Once she was on her feet, Shinobu said, “We’re going to prank Tomioka.”

“You have my attention.”

“I’ll leave how it is done to your discretion. I just want to watch. What do you think?”

“Sounds like fun! Let’s go!”

(Y/n) grabbed Shinobu’s hand and pulled her out of the office. Together they jogged quickly in the direction of the Water Hashira’s Estate. When they were nearly there, Shinobu surprised (Y/n) by pulling her into the bushes along the path.

“What are you doing?”

“Shhh, look.” Shinobu hushed, taking (Y/n)’s jaw in her hand and turning her head to look down the path.

A little ways down, Mitsuri was humming to herself, swinging a basket of sakura mochi in one hand and a couple skewers of dango in the other. (Y/n) didn’t have to ask what the mischievous look on Shinobu’s face was about and she quickly got to work.

“Meow?”

“Huh?” Mitsuri blinked, stopping in her tracks.

“Mew.”

“Kitty? Oh! Is there a sweet little kitty out here? Here kitty, kitty!” Mitsuri called.

Shinobu pressed the side of her fist to her lips to stifle her laughter, watching Mitsuri crouch to the ground and meow in response to (Y/n)’s own.

“Here little kitty! I will take you home and feed you some lovely fish, wouldn’t you like that?” Mitsuri asked, patting her thighs in hopes to draw the cat out.

“Wahhh, I’d rather eat your sakura mochi!”

“Wahhh! Who said that? I sure didn’t!” Mitsuri shot up quickly and spun around upon hearing the laughter that (Y/n) and Shinobu could no longer hold in. “Shinobu? (Y/n)? What are you two doing in there? Hey, did you find a cat?”

“A cat? Did it sound like this? …Meow.” (Y/n) asked.

“Yes, exactly! Why are you two laughing?”

“Mitsuri, it was (Y/n) the whole time. There is no cat.” Shinobu explained.

“What?! No way!”

“Yes way!”

“Gah! (Y/n), how are you doing that?”

“It’s just my thing. Some practice goes a long way though.”

“Oo! Can you do a puppy? Or how about a bee! Bees are cute! And they make sweet honey! Ah! How about a rabbit!”

“Uh…”

“Mitsuri, we are on our way to prank Tomioka. Want to come?” Shinobu asked, saving (Y/n) from trying to remember if she had ever heard a rabbit make a sound before.

“Okay!”

The trio continued down the path, (Y/n) humoring Mitsuri with her requests until they were close enough that they had to be stealthy.

“Look at him,” Shinobu whispered. “Who just lays in the middle of their yard like that. If I didn’t know any better, I would think he was dead. It’s kind of sad.”

“I think he’s just enjoying the sun, Shinobu-chan! I do that too!” Mitsuri said softly, but not quite a whisper.

“Well that’s different. It’s cute when you do it.”

“Shinobu-chan!” Mitsuri blushed.

“Quiet, he’ll hear you!” (Y/n) scolded, pulling them both back behind the fence as Giyuu turned his head.

Giyuu started at the edge of his property for a minute, listening. When no further disturbances were heard, he turned back to his original position and closed his eyes.

(Y/n) took few minutes to think about how she wanted to proceed. She thought of an idea that was promising for a good laugh, but it was a bit more complicated than what she had showcased thus far. She cleared her throat and quietly tested her pitch to find one acceptable for what she had planned. Next, she needed the energy. She straightened herself and took a deep breath all the way into her diaphragm and,

“Tomioka-san, good afternoon!”

“Eeep!” Mitsuri’s mouth was covered by Shinobu’s hand before she could get to loud.

Shinobu was also surprised however, she didn’t expect (Y/n) to make a decent Rengoku.

Through a crack in the fence, the girls watched Giyuu slowly sit up and look around before he replied with a quiet,

“…Hello.”

“Ah, good! You are alive, I was just checking! Carry on! See you around Tomioka-san!”

“Bye, Rengoku-san.” Giyuu called. He was still confused as to why he couldn’t see the man anywhere, but he wasn’t going to bring it up.

“That was so good, (Y/n)-chan!” Mitsuri giggled.

“I’ll admit it was an impressive surprise,” Shinobu nodded, “but the prank itself was rather lackluster I think.”

“Lackluster?” (Y/n) gasped, placing a hand on her heart as if she had been stabbed.

“It was of little consequence. Not much different than what you did to Mitsuri and I.”

“Oh, I see. You want some drama, do you?” (Y/n) smirked and Shinobu seemed to know that wherever this was heading, it wasn’t going to be good for her.

“Mitsuri, restrain her!”

Mitsuri didn’t need to be asked twice, she tackled Shinobu to the ground and covered her mouth. All too excited to be included in the high jinks about to unfold.

“Hey, Tomioka-san, Tomioka-san? Are you okay down there?” (Y/n) called out, easily mimicking Shinobu’s voice once more.

“Kochou-san?” Giyuu didn’t even sit up this time as a sense of dread washed over him.

“Yes! How astute of you to notice. I always knew you were smart! Hey, Tomioka-san, I need to tell you something important, okay?”

Giyuu stayed silent. He didn’t know where Shinobu was going with this, but it couldn’t be good.

“So quiet, you should really talk more! Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that you are one of my very best friends and I mean that from the bottom of my heart—“

Shinobu had wiggled free from Mitsuri’s grasp and lurched forward to wring (Y/n)’s neck.

“(Y/n), my darling, you are in trouble!” She sang darkly.

(Y/n) twisted out of Shinobu’s hold and scrambled to her feet. She leapt over the fence and ran past Giyuu who was too busy wondering if Shinobu was about to tell him she had some deadly disease because why else would she be telling him this unless she was knocking on death’s door. Then again… he had gone in for a check-up last week, maybe he was the one who was dying!

“Just kidding!” Shinobu called out to him hastily as she ran after (Y/n), Mitsuri following not too far behind, “You’re really gullible, Tomioka-san.”

“Here, have a mochi, Tomioka-san!” Mitsuri offered, plucking one of the treats from her basket and setting it in his hand, “They get extra gooey in the sun!” She added before continuing to run after Shinobu in the hopes of stoping her from killing (Y/n). Shinobu loved her after all! She would regret it eventually!

Giyuu watched them run away with the sticky mochi in his hand and decided that he really should have just stayed inside today.

#demon slayer oneshots #kny oneshots #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #shinobu kocho x reader #shinobu x reader #shinobu kochou x reader #shinobu kocho #shinobu kochou #anonymous #requests

[luvnami]

𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬!

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - aa my first time writing for kny!! i hope you like it~ the title is a play on the word ‘pillars’ lol hopefully that makes sense... enjoy!! likes, comments and reblogs really help me a lot <3

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - @/amjustagirl​ (muacks)

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - mention of food

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 - what if the pillars were... cats?

𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐠𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐢

- the CHONKIEST fella you’ve ever seen in your entire life

- seriously, this cat feels like a brick when you try to pick him up

- yes, his fur is dense. no, he does not get any skinnier when he’s matted down with water

- a lovely, calm cat abandoned by his previous owners because they were moving out of the country

- he loves lazing in the sun and his brown fur turns golden in it!!!

- is a lap cat but doesn’t understand that your legs turn numb way too fast when he’s purring away like a little truck motor 

- (his purrs are so deep……. put him on an asmr youtube channel already!!!!)

- once, you had a dream that you were drowning. you found him sleeping on your chest when you woke up gasping for air

- broke a flimsy cat tree once and is now terrified of heights 

- a big baby :( kind of needy, always welcomes you at the door when you come home with chirps and gets frisky when you don’t return till late

𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢

- …

- the quiet cat that seems like it might murder you in your sleep

- you adopted him together with kanroji because he simply wouldn’t leave her side and wouldn’t leave your side so… yeah

- this cat HATED you at first

- like… he even refused to eat the food that you tried to give him :/// you had to lure him out with some churu 

- you once woke up in the middle of the night because you were thirsty and found two glowy things at your bedroom door

- yeah, he was staring at you while you slept

- you didn’t dare to get a glass of water and just went back to sleep

- dark gray short fur with heterochromia! you think that he might be kanroji’s sibling but the centre said that they came in at different times

- he goes crazy for catnip oh my goodness

- he rolls himself in it and purrs so LOUD……….. ok iguro……..

𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐢

- so! affectionate!

- you adopted her from a local centre… seriously, who abandoned this pretty baby!!!!!!!

- (iguro insisted on being adopted as well. they come in a pair, do not separate.)

- is a white short fur with heterochromia <333 she looks so magical omg

- when you visited the adoption centre, she wouldn’t stop meowing and curling herself around your legs

- how could you not take her home!!!!!

- she tries to steal all kinds of food (even yours). please don’t own any plants, she will try to chomp them as well

- one time you came back home and heard some loud rustling from the door. you were terrified that it was a thief but when you switched on the lights, the cat had somehow managed to raid your pantry :/

- loves loves loves cuddles!! will even let you touch her soft tummy and play with her toe beans (only for a while though!)

- you wish she’d stop jumping around and getting into the hardest to reach spots…….

- loves trying out new collars, toys and even outfits!

- grooms iguro a lot and loves playing with him <3

𝐤𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐮

- y’all know the cats that play nice when you’re petting them and then bite your hand immediately after… yeah

- the childhood cat that gives you trauma after it scratched you one too many times

- but very lovable and social!! loves meeting new people and then giving you a smug look as she crawls into their lap

- is not tempted by treats… she will do a trick when she wants to

- siamese, brown to white with a tail that flicks too much when she’s irritated

- this cat pushes your glass of water off of the table while looking you in the eye

- will lay herself over your keyboard when you’re trying to work

- has and will chew up your socks again

- scratches your furniture even after you sprayed it with that ‘no-scratch’ spray

- HOWEVER she will occasionally let you scritch her chin when she feels amiable…….

- tries to groom you sometimes

- jumps around too much for her (and your) own good. has caused the shattering of many things and now you cannot place fragile objects on shelves

𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨

- the most!! active and happy tabby cat you’ve ever seen!!!!! 

- meow! meow meow meow!

- man i have no idea what you’re saying rengoku but you look happy and adorable so have a treat

- probably a family cat that your dad brought back home (much to mom’s dismay) but he’s part of the family now

- VERY vocal at night no matter how much you try to tire him out in the day… rip 

- will wake you up because! human! it is night time and my water bowl is an inch out of place!

- has the most gorgeous coat ever… really. it’s an envy for many cat owners

- he struts around with his head in the air and demands many pets from you while yowling and pawing your leg

- loves outdoor walks, actually. will attack a dog on sight if given the chance so please keep him on a leash

- give him little booties to keep his paws clean!!!!!!!! he fell over the first time you put them on but now he’s used to it and he looks so cute omg

- very nurturing!! takes to other cats very easily and is a joy to have around if you’re fostering other animals (besides dogs)

𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢

- this bastard cat

- hisses if you pat him for too long

- hisses if you don’t give him attention

- hisses while you’re pouring out his food and will NOT hesitate to bite you

- if you touch his paw pads, you can goodbye to your fingers

- i’m thinking……. gray shorthair with green eyes!

- probably a stray cat that you took in (which came with a lot of coaxing, snacks and wrangling) who got into one too many fights 

- he took a while to get used to staying indoors, often hiding in obscure places and was oddly possessive of your sofa

- no, he did not let you sit on it for a whole month

- he’s very protective and territorial! when he’s feeling like it, he’ll rub against you and get into your closet to curl up and scent your clothes (getting fur all over them)

- once, when you had some friends over, you had to lock him in your bedroom because he wouldn’t stop snarling at them

- no one dares to come over to your place after that

- (he’s secretly addicted to butt pats)

𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨

- black shorthair that literally appeared in your house one day

- you have no idea where he came from but you let him stay for a few days and he’s never left since then

- sometimes, he wanders outside (while chasing a butterfly or something...) but always comes back in time for dinner

- has the clearest emerald eyes!!

- he’s so quiet oh my goodness. you swear you’ve never heard him meow or chirp or purr once………. you think he might be a ghost cat sometimes 

- moves around silently too. has scared you on more than one occasion when you turned around and found him staring at you, or felt something furry brush against your leg while you weren’t expecting it

- doesn’t initiate affection much but will let you pet and smother him with love!! he kinda just… chills lol

- loves snuggling in the warmest places! sometimes you’ll come home and find a suspicious bump under your covers… lift it and you might find a friend within <3

- hates hate hates collars

- will literally bat at you if you ever try to put one on him

𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐮

- loves water so much its crazy

- you have to lock your bathroom door because he’s somehow managed to figure out how to open the doors in your house

- like, he’ll actually jump into the shower with you 

- you brought him home one day when you found him as a kitten in the rain outside :c (ur the hot anime character now)

- he’s really quiet! rarely meows and prefers to headbutt you (which can be slightly inconvenient, like that one time you were pouring coffee and nearly scalded the both of you)

- his fur is always messy. sticks up everywhere no matter how much you try to brush it

- black fur of medium length and thickness!!! puffs up SO MUCH when winter comes though

- it’s insane, he looks like a ball of soot

- exceptionally fast. when you try to play fetch with him, all you’ll see is a black blur darting back and forth

- easily scared

- you have to be careful when rounding corners or petting him because if he doesn’t expect it he’ll jump like five feet in the air

𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧

- if you do not change his collars or outfits at least once a week or brush him daily he will start yowling

- you decided to adopt him after your neighbour moved to an apartment that didn’t allow cats

- unfortunately, your neighbour was also the most outrageously extravagant person you’ve ever met and spoiled uzui too much

- a good chunk of your monthly spending goes to the cat

- will not eat cheap cat food (how can he tell the difference…?)

- occasionally buries himself in the back of your closet because it’s dark and smells like you but please help me i’m entangled in a scarf and can’t get out!

- loves posing for photographs and being cooed over!! if you run an instagram account for him you’ll be sure to get popular really quickly

- he just… knows the camera is there lol

- hates having his nails clipped omg

- he will run around the house just to escape you and will only be bribed by a fancy new outfit or a churu

#kny fluff #kimetsu no yaiba fluff #kny headcanons #kimestu no yaiba headcanons #demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer fluff #kimetsu no yaiba #himejima gyomei fluff #himajima gyomei headcanons #iguro obanai fluff #iguro obanai headcanons #kanroji mitsuru fluff #kanroji mitsuru headcanons #kocho shinobu fluff #kocho shinobu headcanons #rengoku kyojuro fluff #rengoku kyojuro headcanons #shinazugawa sanemi headcanons #shinazugawa sanemi fluff #tokito muichiro fluff #tokito muichiro headcanons #tomioka giyu fluff #tomioka giyu headcanons #uzui tengen fluff #uzui tengen headcanons

[anyoneseenadam]

The Moon Spirit - three

Dorian x reader, Fenrys x reader (throne of glass)

Description: When you’re taught to be a queen from such a young age, nothing could go wrong. But when the king starts to fear your growing power you find yourself thrust into a world of faeries, evil magic and powerful men, learning to stand on your own can be harder than it seems.

warnings: Fenrys being cute, badass reader but like a shit ton of angst, allusions to sexual assualt (Fenrys canon stuff), mentions of weapons? idk if that counts

word count: 4.4k

a/n: so this took a while but it’s finally done, please comment it genuienly keeps me going cause it’s super easy to get unmotivated, hope you enjoy <3

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After he left you, Fenrys begrudgingly found himself back at the palace, bowed on one knee in front of Maeve. She looked cruelly beautiful as always but there was something more sinister sparkling in her eyes today, remaining quiet as he stood back to his full height, meeting her gaze with wavering confidence.

“Who have you been with?” she finally broke the silence and he cursed himself for thinking he could ever get away with that.

“I just walked a young girl home, she was new, and I was afraid someone may take advantage of her if she was alone,” he spoke truthfully, allowing Maeve to push into his mind as she searched for a hidden lie.

He watched as she drew in a sharp breath, something like fear flickering across her face before her tightly drawn lips spread into a wide smile.

“Come here,” she commanded, and he went to stand in front of her, close enough to smell her sickening perfume and to see the flawless texture of her skin. “Do you love this girl?”

He shook his head, no, and she ran a hand down his face in a motherlike way. “Good, you will be recruiting her.” His eyes widened and he had to put his energy into not flinching away.

“What?” he spoke with an incredulous tone and Maeve glared at his lack of respect making him bow his head. “Sorry your majesty, I’m just slightly confused. She was just a young girl and didn’t seem to have any former training.”

“And that’s why I’m in charge, you men are too foolish. That was a powerful girl, and I would rather she remained on my side than any other.” He frowned, powerful? She had seemed kind, lost and strong enough to hold her own – but not powerful.

“I need you to see her again, convince her to join.” Fenrys physically felt the command go through him and he stood taller again, nodding gruffly as she waved her hand in dismissal.

--

Your first few days of work had been harder than expected, and you had gone home with aching muscles from lifting books and sore cheeks from plastering on smiles. Albert had made your days easier, drinking hot tea with you as you slowly revealed more and more about your past to him, his kind, old eyes lulling you into a comforting state.

But you didn’t receive rest when you got home. Ploughing through books on spirits and practicing using the limited magic you had found until the early hours of the morning, getting barely two hours of sleep a night unplagued by nightmares. By your fifth day Albert had handed you a pot of cosmetic product to hide the circles forming, commenting on scaring the customers away as you stuck your tongue out at him but smearing some on regardless.

On the second Saturday after your arrival you had a day off and used it to venture into the market, your empty shelves no longer sustaining you, let alone Amaris. Your basket soon filled with colourful fruits and vegetables, and you were browsing the fish section when a shadow fell over you.

“Let me take that for you,” you turned to see Fenrys standing over you with that same easy smile, his head tilted slightly. You rolled your eyes, trying to block out the feelings expanding in your chest at just the sight of him.

“And here I thought I had lost you,” you muttered, and he laughed, taking your basket from you, and paying for the wrapped salmon you had just been passed. “You don’t need to do stuff like that,” you told him, and he took your arm as he led you out of the market.

“Can’t help myself, I see a pretty girl in need and boom, I have to help.” He joked and you laughed lightly.

“Oh yeah, the damsel in distress disease, I’ve heard that’s a nasty one to cure,” he smiled down at you with a sparkle in his eyes.

“Not really, all I need is a kiss,” he tugged you closer and you squealed, shoving him away as he laughed.

“As I said, nasty.” He dramatically put a hand to his heart, throwing his head back in distress.

“You wound me darling,” he complained, and you laughed, hating how much you genuinely enjoyed his company. You reached your apartment in no time, and he stood at the bottom of the steps leading up to your door.

“So no invitation of tea, a glass of wine, a home cooked meal?” he asked, and you rolled your eyes,

“I’m afraid I reserve that for people I like,” he raised his eyebrows, hopping up the steps two at a time.

“Even if I have genuine cause to talk to you?” he asked and the sincerity in his eyes made a shot of fear run through you. He couldn’t know, could he?

“What is it?” you asked, and he smiled softly, a little pain shining through his loving eyes.

“The queen has a proposition to make.” His voice quietened and you straightened your posture, your entire demeanour switching in a second.

“Come in.” you opened the door and stepped in, allowing him to duck as he followed.

The first thing he noticed was how barren your apartment was, a simple kitchen, connected to a room with a pale blue sofa and worn coffee table. Your shelves were bare, and he sneaked a look into your room as he passed the open door, your mattress on the floor covered by only a thin blanket and a few cushions, one incredibly expensive looking gold dress on the floor, stained dark red. But before he could venture further in he heard you cooing in an impossibly soft voice.

He turned the corner and blanched at the sight he saw, “What the?”

You turned from were you were feeding small bits of salmon to a pure white bundle of fluff that hissed as soon as it saw him. “Amaris, be polite!” you scalded, and he surveyed the cat with a wary look, untrusting of the small creature.

“You have a cat.” He stated, suddenly completely unsure of his taste in women.

“No he’s actually a spider,” you deadpanned and Fenrys pouted.

“But I thought you’d be a dog person,” he complained, and you laughed, moving to throw open the curtains in the room before you started putting away the food you had bought, boiling a pot of water over your stove.

“I just like animals, why does it matter?” you asked, and he threw his arms up before transforming into his wolf form. You gasped and Amaris meowed loudly, scampering to hide behind your legs.

“You’re a wolf.” You stated and he turned back with a smile.

“No I’m a spider,” you flipped him off as you turned to put the rest of your food away.

“I prefer you as a wolf, they’re one of my favourite animals,” you told him and he smiled, sticking his tongue out childishly at Amaris who just sauntered of to doze on a pillow.

“So, what does the queen want?” you asked, pouring the hot water into a pot you had prepared, and he sat down on your worn-down sofa, cringing as it creaked under his weight. You followed suit soon after putting the pot and two mugs down, curling your feet underneath yourself as you looked at him.

“Well, she has told me that you’re actually extremely powerful and because of this she wants to recruit you. She wants you to join the Cadre.” He spoke surely and confidently but his eyes shone with wariness.

“Okay first of all, I’m not at all powerful, secondly how would she even know if I was, which I’m not! And third, what is The Cadre?” he laughed slightly and moved forward to pour himself a cup of tea.

“Well you clearly are because she recognised you and always knows these things, trust me. She’s never wrong about this. And The Cadre is a group I’m in, elite soldiers sworn to protect Maeve.” He explained and you shook your head.

“Fenrys I barely know basic self-defence, I’m not a soldier. And I don’t want to be sworn to royalty.” Your hands were shaking slightly at the thought of being sworn to another tyrant, “Plus in all honesty I only found out I was Fae on Monday, so I’m not exactly well versed in this shit.”

“How did you not know before?” he asked – frowning.

“The country I… come from, there was no magic. The king wiped all magic out years ago.”

“Why?” It was an understandable question but still made you panic, he couldn’t know.

“I don’t know, all I know is he did, so those alike me – with magic but born into a magicless world – never got to know.” You were good at concealing emotions, that much Fenrys could see. You seemed to have iron walls built into the clouds around your heart, protecting it as fiercely as you would Amaris.

“Well, Maeve wants to meet with you soon, so let me know when you decide gorgeous,” he stood, and you smiled at him gratefully for not prying further.

“I’m really sorry Fenrys I just don’t think it’s a good idea. As I said I’m not a soldier.” He nodded but his eyes still conveyed a sense of worry.

“Well keep in mind you would get to train with me, probably shirtless.” He joked as you opened the door for him, grinning when you laughed loudly, shoving him through the door.

“Bye Fenrys,” you said, eyes sparkling as he waved, whistling his way down the street comically.

You closed the door as your smile fell, a weight settling on your chest as you already knew why he looked so wary – Kings and Queens didn’t understand the word no.

--

You practically ran to the library the next day, opting to bring Amaris with you as he peeked out of the small handbag you had found stuffed into the back of your closet. When you flew into the library you instantly sought out Albert, who took one look at your flushed, shining appearance and abandoned the pile of books he was putting away, motioning for you to sit down.

You sat quickly, huffing out a breath as Amaris crawled out of his makeshift home and started exploring the new territory of the small backroom reserved for staff only.

“What bothers you child?” Albert’s voice was steady as always and his dry, warm hands grasped yours gently as your eyes filled with unshed tears.

“I just – I needed to talk to someone,” you stuttered out, your breath coming in harsher pants as he shushed you.

“Take a minute and allow yourself to breathe first dear,” he commanded, and you pressed a hand to your heart as you tried to slow its pounding. “Start from the beginning, tell me what’s wrong.”

“The man I loved, his- his name was Dorian, Dorian Havilliard.” You said quietly and Albert let out a small chuckle.

“I presumed as much, I visited Adarlan once, and an old man never forgets the face of a princess.” You looked at him through blurry eyes, confused.

“You knew?” he smiled sadly at you.

“I was 90% certain, but I would never have pressured you to reveal secrets like that.” He passed you a tissue, “But I sense that’s not all that weighs heavy on you?”

You shook your head, “Queen Maeve has made clear that she wishes me to join the Cadre.”

Albert’s face changed with the clear shock, and you bowed your head, shamefully.

“And what did you say?” he asked slowly.

“No, of course! I don’t have any desire to be another monarch’s puppet.” You stated and he shushed you again.

“You need to remember that people always listen.” He scolded, repeating one of the first things he had told you when you started working. “I agree that you should be cautious, but perhaps gaining the queens protection would be beneficial. Plus you would become an extremely skilled swordsman.”

“I am not a man, nor do I wish to be.” You said through gritted teeth, “And I vowed that I would become skilled on my own and go back to Dorian.”

“Yes but if you join, you will be more skilled than ever before,” Albert reasoned and you shook your head, tears welling up again.

“I thought you’d be on my side for this, you are the one who told me to be careful around powerful people.” You felt unjustly betrayed as he spoke and his shoulders slumped slightly, sighing before grasping your hands lightly again.

“I am dear, and I urge you to do what you think is best. But I am simply reminding you that if you truly want to beat this king you are being offered power on a silver platter right now, and perhaps it would be foolish to deny yourself it.” You let his words run around your head as you worked overtime trying to figure out a plan.

“Say I joined – what do I need to do to ensure I don’t become another puppet?” you asked, and he smiled at you.

“First of all, she will offer a blood oath and you must refuse it with everything you have in you – she came to you remember you hold the power. On that note you must summon all those queenly powers of yours and ensure when you speak to her, she is meeting you and she is trying to win you over. Never the other way around.” You nodded, pocketing the information in your head. “When in the palace you are always being watched, always being listened to, so keep your wits about you. But I’m sure you’re used to that by now.”

You laughed under your breath, “It’ll be just like going home,” you commented, and he smiled.

“Sadly yes, now take this money. Go but a new dress and tomorrow you will take a carriage, you can’t walk there.” You thanked him softly, placing the gold in the purse you held, “You’re a kind girl, that is what makes you strong and that’s what will make you a good queen. Don’t let them take your heart.”

Your throat tightened and you nodded due to the lack of trust you held for your voice, standing, and collecting your bag in one hand and Amaris in the other. Albert stood to take you to the door with a smile, and a gentle pat on the shoulder.

“You can have tomorrow off work as well, however I feel our work together is already coming to an end.” You smiled softly, allowing him to pet Amaris’ head softly before he kissed your cheek gently, ushering you out the door.

“Have a good night Albert,” you said, turning to see him watching you with sorrowful eyes.

“Remember what I told you dear, don’t let them take your heart.” Your smile was sad as you spoke,

“I won’t.” You both heard the lie but, neither of you decided to correct it. Not tonight.

--

Of all the things Fenrys expected to see the next morning, you were the one he hoped for. But as he looked around at the powerful men surrounding the room he felt white-hot panic seize him as he realised what you were about to do. You hadn’t even looked at him when you walked in, keeping your eyes trained solely on Maeve, not even dropping them as you dropped in a low curtsy.

He was even more shocked by the blood red dress you adorned, the v-neck deep and skirts long with a slit up either leg, high enough to reveal the halter you wore with a silver dagger and a ruby encrusted hilt secured into place. Every man, woman and mouse watched as you walked through the room – head high and shoulders back, revealing enough to entrance everyone in the room but covering enough to keep them wanting more and he felt his anger grow as he watched you.

You waited with a soft, but condescending, smile on your face, allowing Maeve to regrasp some power by speaking first – every movement so calculated and precise. As he watched you he saw the power and understood the fear and lust building in the room.

“So I guess you heard my offer.” Maeve finally said, drawling low with relaxed posture.

“I did.” Your statement was short, to the point but you saw it grate Maeve’s nerves and smiled as sweet as spun sugar, “Your majesty.”

“And?” he watched as Maeve grew more agitated and was surprised she hadn’t killed you yet, usually not standing for even an ounce of insubordination.

“I am willing to accept on one condition – I’m not taking a blood oath.” He had to fight jumping in the air with glee as you spoke, so afraid you were going to get tangled in the mess he was in. Maeve’s face grew dark, but you held your ground, never letting your eyes stray lest she see your weakness.

“Well that’s simply not viable,” she stated, glaring you into the ground but you just smiled again, nodding with a polite laugh.

“I see, well this was a lovely meeting, gentlemen.” You raised your hand politely as you moved to leave, your eyes finally flittering over him and the rest of the cadre. You bowed once again to Maeve, making to leave when Maeve raised her hand.

“We are not finished.” She stated.

“Well I’m terribly sorry your majesty but I’ve made my terms extremely clear, and since you refuse to budge - I believe we are done.” Your voice was still sweet, but he watched your face change slightly, every bit a queen looking down upon her people. He couldn’t help but wonder were you learned to speak this way, but Maeve simply laughed.

“Yet here you are,” she spoke with a mocking tone, and you smiled with your teeth this time.

“Need I remind you that you sought me out, if I have terms it should be in your best interest to meet them if you wish me to join your miniature army.” Fenrys heard Lorcan snarl lowly next to him but gripped his arm in warning.

“Oh your training is impressive princess, but I’m afraid it will be of no use.” Your face didn’t budge as Maeve spoke, but Fenrys watched as something flickered through your eyes, “You see, I learn of misdemeanours in other courts very easily and I wish to show you what I learned of Adarlan.”

“There’s nothing you could show me that I won’t have seen before,” you said, and he watched the two of you laugh like you were mingling at a party instead of standing of in a court.

“Oh I’m afraid this is relatively new, you might reconsider your terms after this,” you stood straight as Maeve walked down the steps and moved to whisper something the rest of them couldn’t hear in your ear, her hand pressed lightly to the base of your neck.

She pulled away after a few minutes and he took in your now shaking hands, eyes filled with tears you clearly refused to let fall. You took in a steadying breath before speaking, “You’re lying.”

“Oh I wish I was princess, but I can only show the truth and it appears your prince had moved on rather quickly, what use is there going back to a country where you can no longer rule.” She stroked your hair condescendingly and you chewed the inside of your lip as it quivered. “But here, here – under my control – you have power of your own. Men will no longer hold onto you like a prized pony, you will become something they fear, you will be my perfect princess, the daughter I never got to have.”

Fenrys inhaled sharply, he knew Maeve never planned to relent the throne, especially not to a woman from another country. She looked at you like you were a doll, something for her to reshape and change. You must have seen it to, but through your blurry eyes everything had changed.

“Okay,” your voice was smaller than before, and he wanted to tear Maeve limb from limb for having broken you down so harshly with just a few words. She smiled cruelly at you as she cut a small line along her forearm and you bowed your head in pain, before falling to your knees – graceful even as pain consumed your entire being. You brought your lips to her wound and drank as she repeated the words that he remembered all too well.

When you rose your lips were sparkling red, and your eyes were glistening with tears still unshed – but you raised your head like a queen and Maeve smiled.

“I believe you have already met Fenrys, he will be training you as the training you have received is not proficient, I’ll have all your belongings brought to a room here.” Maeve waved her hand to some guards, but you stopped her.

“I only need Amaris brought here; the rest can burn.” You muttered.

“And for your new wardrobe?” She asked and you smiled looking down, wiping your mouth slowly.

“Make it red.” You finally met Fenrys eyes, and he stepped forward, desperate to drag you far, far away.

“Shall I escort her to her new room?” he asked Maeve and she flitted her eyes to him, then to the hand he had pressed to your back.

“Yes and then afterword’s come find me,” she smiled cruelly at him, and he felt you stiffen under his hand, but he just nodded and began to lead you out of the room.

He led you through the corridors and up the stairs in silence, angry at you for accepting and at himself for not putting up more of a fight. When he reached the room he presumed would be yours he opened the door for you, following you in as you sat on the bed, your usual lightness replaced by the weight on your shoulders.

He watched you bow your head and came to sit beside you, “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologise; this was my choice.” You said and he reached an arm around your shoulders, but you quickly shrugged him off.

“I shouldn’t, we shouldn’t, if you and the queen are…” you trailed off and Fenrys bowed his head in shame.

“It’s not like that, she, she makes me,” he muttered, and you inhaled sharply, turning to him with those watery eyes.

“I had no idea, I’m sorry,” you whispered, instantly looping your arms around him neck and holding him tight. “She’s a monster.”

Fenrys huffed a laugh, pulling away, “You’re telling me.”

He reached a hand for your face slowly, wiping under your eyes where a tear had escaped, “how did she change your mind?” he asked, dark eyes searching your face for clues as your bottom lip quivered in pain.

“She showed me home,” was all you said, and his shoulders dropped. He would leave it for now, you were young and clearly not ready to speak – and now, they had all the time in the world to speak.

“Sleep tight, training starts at seven tomorrow,” he stood and kissed your head lightly and you nodded, words getting caught in your throat. He left quietly, walking away as quickly as he could to avoid hearing the soft sobs that erupted as soon as he closed the door.

--

You could barely contain your tears until you got to your room, repeating rule thirteen over and over in your head, crying in public is only appropriate at funerals and weddings. But as soon as Fenrys left your room you sobbed into your hands, wailing, and crying like a child throwing a tantrum as you let out the emotions, the screams that have been locked inside of you for so long.

You had done everything for Dorian, changed every part of yourself and become the perfect princess, girlfriend, fiancé – and he, mere weeks after you had to run, was already moving onto a new girl.

As hard as you tried you couldn’t get rid of the image of him and the blonde girl out of your head. How he kissed her softly, his hand on her lower back where it always used to rest on yours. The smile when he pulled away, the way he laughed with her, the way Chaol smiled at his brother when he was happy. You had been forgotten, replaced, almost instantly, the warmth you used to feel when you thought of home, of your princes’ arms replaced by a tight chest and a cold feeling encompassing your heart.

“I’m sorry Albert,” you whispered into the air as you stood looking out on your balcony, gripping tightly to the rail as you feared your legs would give out, “She already took it.”

You were interrupted by a quiet knock on your door, wiping your eyes as you opened it – taking Amaris from the tall guards’ hands as a flurry of women pushed in, filling your drawers with clothes and cosmetics, candles and hair pins, books and plants, a million supplies for Amaris and then some. You smiled politely at them as they left without saying a word, in and out extremely quickly as you stared at a knot in the floor.

Another knock sounded soon after and you turned your head to see one of the Cadre staring in with piercing green eyes. You motioned for him to come in and stood, tilting your head up to meet his gaze as he took in your messy, tear-stained expression.

“You’re the first female member of the Cadre, ever.” He stated and you blinked slowly.

“Lucky me,” your tone was sarcastic, voice rough from the crying but the man smiled.

“I’m Rowan, it’s good to meet you.” He reached out a hand and you met it, allowing him to kiss the back gently.

“(Y/n)” you returned, with a slight curtsey.

“I look forward to fighting with you (y/n),” he stated, releasing your hand and turning to leave, stopping right before he reached the door, “Oh, and don’t lose that dagger, you’ll find a shocking number of men dislike powerful women.”

“First I’m hearing of this,” you deadpanned, and he chuckled.

“Goodluck kid.”

#fenrys moonbeam x reader #fenrys moonbeam #fenrys x reader #dorian havilliard x reader #dorian x reader #dorian havilliard #throne of glass #tog #rowan whitethorn

[lexacoolfox]

How danganronpa characters act with kittens with their S/O.

Kazuichu Souda

I think he would like hanging out with kittens

I just think you would have to remind him to tone done his volume and excitement

You also have to tell him to be gentle with them

“Their so cute! I thought cats were just jerks. Looks like I was wrong!”

“Why did you think cats are jerks?”

“Well I see people talk or post about how cats are, kinda entitled or mean.”

“Hehehe well that can be true. Cats can be like that. It might be because of the breed or the way their raised. I should know I have had plenty of cats.”

“Ooh! Babe! How about we get a cat!”

“I don’t know you know their a big responsibility.”

“Please babe!”

“Fine I guess.”

“Aw thank you babe!”

“Which one should we get?”

“How about this one!”

“Yeah! What should his name be?”

“How about Garfield?”

“Basic.”

“Ok ok. Stripes?”

“Nah.”

“Ok.…Ginger!”

“I kinda like that name!”

“Ok, Ginger! Your coming home with us!”

You to leave the pet store with cat food, cat bed, a small scratching post, some toys, water and food bowl, litter box, and a collar that says ginger.

You guys absolutely adore the cat. He actually very well train, he uses the litter box, the scratching post, never scratches furniture.

When you get home from your part time job you find Kazuichu playing with the kitten or him petting it while it takes a nap on him.

Your friends were surprised that the two of you got a cat. Most of them thought Kazuichu was more of a dog person. He claims that he likes cat and dogs. But for now he had just a cat.

“Hey babe, thanks for letting me get ginger.”

“No thank you for convincing me to get ginger.”

“Hehehe, I love this little guy!”

“I just hope he doesn’t steal you away from me.”

“Of course not! I have enough love for both of you.”

“Good to know.”

Makoto Naegi

You guys decided to visit a friend who’s cat just had kittens. You guys just went to look at them but makoto got a little to attached to all the kittens.

“S/O do we have to go so soon!”

“Naegi we can’t stay here forever.”

“But their all so cute!”

“Naegi…”

“Oh come on! Just a little longer. Pleeeaassee!”

“Ok a little longer.”

25 minutes later...

“Naegi, my friend is saying we have to leave.”

“Nnnoooo!!!”

“Come on cutie let’s start getting ready to leave.”

“S/O how about we adopt them.”

The cat in question had 3 kittens.

“Naegi I don’t think that’s a good idea. If you didn’t know cats can be quiet a challenge to take care of. Not mentioning 3”

Your friend came in and said you can take them, but she just had to mention whatever kittens we didn’t take she would put in an animal shelter.

You mentally screamed in your head

“S/O! We can’t let them go there! These sweet babies wouldn’t survive!”

“Naegi-“

He had a cute sad puppy dog face. It looks like you have three kittens now

So when you guys got home you put some tuna on a plate and used a bowl nobody used for water. And used a blanket for them to bundle up in

“Ok naegi. How about you name the black and white one, I name the orange and grey one, and both think of a name for the gray one.”

He nodded his head in agreement

He named the black and white one ace

You named the grey and orange one mochi

And the gray one you both agreed on the name faith

Funny enough, you actually spent most the time with the cats.

Naegi would sometime joke and say

“I think you love those cats more than me.”

But then he would also lay down and play with them.

Faith was a very friendly cat, she got along with your friends fine, she loved affection, she often slept with you guys

Mochi was kinda territorial, she would growl at your friends at first, maybe fiercely scratch them or loudly meow at them, she was also a little adventurous, one time you guys couldn’t find her until you heard a meow from the window and saw she had a mouse in her mouth, still alive mind you. You quickly took it out her mouth and let it outside.

Ace was a very lazy cat, he only really got up if you had food or he wanted to lay in the sun, he would let you pet him. He would also lay in your lap if your not doing anything and would pet him.

You guys loved your cats and don’t regret your decision getting all three

Hajime Hinata

Hajime was a bit skeptical when you brought a kitten home and said “come on honey, let’s just take care of it for at least a week or two. You might like it.”

While your at your job he just took care of it, feed it, gave it water. That’s it.

For the first like three days

After a while the kitten would jump on Hajime’s lap and just curl up and sleep. He found it so cute.

He would also start petting it

Using a laser pointer and playing with it

He would softly laugh when playing with it.

You were starting to think Hajime didn’t like the cat. Cause you never saw him do anything with it when you got home.

You came home on the last day to take it back cause you thought Hajime didn’t like it. But you couldn’t find him or the kitten

To your surprises you found Hajime sitting on the bed and playing with it. With one of those dangling cat toys.

“So you do like the kitten?”

He turned to you surprised and then his face went a little red with embarrassment. He slowly nodded.

“So do you want to keep her? If not I can take her back.”

“No I really like her! She cute and fun!”

“Ok let’s decide if a name for her!”

“Hhhmm how about muffin?”

“I do like it. But what about other names?”

“Kitten, missy, misty, mocha, Roxie, muffin-“

You about to tell Hajime he already said muffin before the cat meowed and looked at both of you

“…Muffin.”

The cat crawled towards Hajime after he said muffin.

“I guess our cat name is muffin.”

After playing with muffin for a while, you both got ready to sleep and mitten sat in between both of your faces

Who knew Hajime would like cats

Kokichi oma

Kokichi was just walking around minding his own business when he saw a kitten, covered in dirt, crying and very skinny. Now Kokichi can be a jerk but he isn’t heartless. He picked up the kitten and ran straight home. He got some soap (the kind that is safe for animals.) and turned on the sink and washed it, not to hard to hurt but enough to get the dirt off. Then he got a towel and put him on the floor. Then got a plate put some tuna on it and then got then a bowl of water. He let it do it’s own thing but after it was done the kitten rub against Kokichi leg. Throughout the day the kitten would follow him wherever he went around the house.

“Kichi, babe I’m home.”

“Hey S/O look what I found in the in the alley!”

He came in and showed you pure white cat.

“Can we keep him please!”

“Kichi, I don’t know.”

He started shedding some tears. Of course they were crocodile tears. But the fact that he acted sad, must mean he really wants it.

“Ok kichi we can keep him-“

“YAAAY!”

“But we have to take it to the vet to get him nurtured, and make sure it gets all his shots”

Kokichi agreed to you term and the next day you guys go get him nurtured and make sure to get his shots. Well you did. He went to go buy some toys, cat food, a bed, etc. after you guys were done you brought him home and started thinking of a name for the pure white cat

“How about snowball?”

“No that’s too generic.”

“Casper?”

“No, he’s not dead.”

“Alaska?”

“If it was girl maybe.”

“Glacier?”

“No.”

“How about blanco?”

“What’s that even mean?”

“It means white in Spanish.”

“Blanco…blanco…blanco”

“I think I like it!”

“Alright blanco it is.”

Kokichi loved the cat. He always feed it, gave it water, and he loved to play with it.

Funny thing about blanco he was quite the mischievous cat. He loved to push things off shelves and scratch up furniture. But he was so cute

Sometimes Kokichi takes him to DICE meetings. he has him in his laps. While talking about whatever plans he pets him like a super villain

You and Kokichi also loves it when he cuddles up with both you when you prepare to go to bed

Kokichi sometimes walks around and on his shoulders is blanco.

As we all know mui and Kokichi. Hate each other. So anytime he walking around with blanco with his shoulder and mui insults him or something. Blanco will jump off his shoulders and attack mui until she runs away. Which Kokichi praises him for(even though you tell him multiples times it’s not ok for blanco to do that).

I saved the best fact for last. Kokichi had somebody make a mini scarf like the one he has. Which when you saw, it felt like you heart almost exploded.

You both love blanco so much!

Nagito Komeada

You were leaving for a trip in two months, and Nagito wasn’t too happy about that. He didn’t voice the fact that he was really gonna miss you. But you knew anyway. He was always kinda lonely when you go away. Sure he has…friends…or whatever he has with his classmates.

So you decided to get him a pet, you thought a dog might be to much. So why not a kitten.

A black kitten with yellow eyes caught your eye. You thought how funny it would be to get her since black cats are bad luck. You also wanted to get her cause the owner said that kitten would go to a different shelter soon.

You poked a holes in a box and put her in with a bow on top

“Nagi!”

“My hope! What’s that in your hand?”

“It’s a gift! For you my love!”

“Oh! My hope! Getting trash like me a gift. Your too good for me!”

“Nagi, my love, your not trash. Come on open it!”

He opened it and the kitten jumped right out onto his chest. He was quite surprised

“My hope! You got me a kitten!”

“Yeah! I know how lonely you get when I go away. So I got you this kitten! Do you like her?”

He picked her up and looked at her. He titled his head sideways and the cat copied him. Then he smiled and hugged the cat.

“I love her!!”

You squealed cause it was so cute.

“What do you want to name her?”

“Mmhhh…Lucky! I want to name her lucky!”

“Hehehe I’m not to surprised.”

Nagito was really happy. He wasn’t too sad when you had to leave.

Him and lucky were always together. He loves that kitten like his own child. He always let her sleep with him, eats with her and sometimes walks around with her.

His classmates notice the kitten and they asked question about it. He told them how you got him this kitten.

Lucky was a very interesting cat, he seemed to bring Nagito such good luck, but others not so much.

Like for example, fuyuhiko said something not to nice to Nagito, lucky was just there sitting on Nagito’s shoulders. When fuyuhiko walked away he tripped on some stairs. It was a lot of steps but it he was still kinda hurt. A couple of bruises and scraps.

He sometimes likes to pick up lucky and boop their noses together.

Ibuki took a picture of the moment and sent it to you. That picture become your new phone background.

He like to call lucky his good luck charm.

When you get back from your trip he at the airport with lucky on his shoulders.

“It’s seems you two got close.”

“Yeah! My hope! Lucky is the best gift I’ve ever gotten! Thank you so much!”

“Gotten any bad luck lately?”

“Nope quite the opposite!”

“Really?”

“Yeah! She’s my good luck charm!”

“I’m glad you that she brings you that much happiness.”

“Yup! now that your back and with lucky here. I feel on top of the world!”

“Heheh I love you nagi!”

“I love you more.”

*meow*

“We love you too lucky!”

You all got in the car and snuggled up together. Lying your head on Nagito’s shoulders and putting his head on top of yours. With lucky on top of your laps. How cute!

#anime #writing #danganronpa v3 #danganronpa 2 #trigger happy havoc #hajime hinata #nagito komaeda #makoto naegi #Kazuichu souda #kokichi ouma #kittens #x reader #S/O x danganronpa characters

[clubtuan]

Sorry, I couldn’t get to you

Pairing: Do Kyungsoo x female reader

Genre: The chilling adventure of Sabrina!au /witch!au /ansgt a lot of it/ mention of Swing Kids/ fluff / suggestive

Prompt : « I make my own happiness, and I hope you can too » - Sabrina Morningstar

A/N: I finish CAOS and I miss Kyungsoo. And I have Roh Kisoo feelings so yeah this happened, my first scenarios with EXO. And I totally wrote this listening to ‘’Say Something’’ by A Great Big World 90% of the time.

Word count : 5k

Rain was heavily falling that night, and your familiar, a black cat sitting next to you purring. Life as 24 year old witch in Seoul, but still a single 24 year old, life wasn’t that boring it was just that people were always asking you to introduce them to your boyfriend.. Hell who needs a boyfriend when their cousin is the king of Hell, or when your family is the known as the most powerful witches in this damn country ?

The smoke of your tea was long gone as the liquid turned cold, but a burnt smell came to your nostrils .. Park Chanyeol, the king of the under and your cousin.

‘’Hello cousin.

For the love of Satan, Chanyeol!’’ He laughed and take the place right next to you, taking off his crown. ‘’Hell is hella boring without you’’ he sighed.

The only thing you wanted to answer him was how earth was also a boring playground without him, and how Junmyeon wasn’t helping cause he probably was busy running the Academy of Unseen Arts.

You sighed, humans weren’t funny, working wasn’t funny, and plus your feet hurt, from working in Minseok’s small cafe. ‘’You’re a real drama queen Y/N’’ Said Chanyeol before readjusting his black oversized opened dress shirt. ‘’Go to a club, find a cute or bad boy looking guy and have some fun’’ He said picking up his bloody crown.

You couldn’t believe it, even your cousin was asking you to get .. well for the moment a one night stand, but still asking you to find a ‘someone’ ..

‘’Uh and before I forget honey, you may be a witch but black isn’t our only option here’ He disappeared before you could kill him or throw a pillow to his face.’’ -Unbelievable, was all you said after his exit.

You scanned your shelves full of spell books, ‘dark magic : a witchy way with demons’, other books about demons and others creatures you had to deal with, a big brown book caught your eyes and you smirk taking it in your hands. ‘’Boyfriend, here we meet’’ your cat meow looking at you ‘’I know buddy, but everyone says I should have someone so ..’’

To be real witches and wizards are known to have sex demons, and huge sexual orgies from time to time .. seriously what is the problem with witches and sex ?

Oh yeah Lilith was !

You find yourself in the bathroom that night, sculpting your future boyfriend in the wax of a few red candles. abs ? Check ! Cute looking butt ? Check ! Good look ? Check. Nice ?Also check !

‘’Let the doll sit in hot water for one to two days and your lover will be yours’’ you read out of the book.

The bathtub was full and ready, and your were casting the spell asking yourself the hell you were doing.

You clearly fell asleep, waiting to your full tub to see if anything would change .. but nope nothing really changed except the size of the wax doll, which was now a lot larger and not much looking like wax. Work was starting for another few hours but someone was ringing at your door at 9am. And the same someone didn’t wait for you to entered your apartment.

‘’Y/N? We know you’re here, the cat told us.’’ Aunties !

You exited your bathroom closing your door, they didn’t need to see your future love spell laying in hot water with rose petals !

‘’Aunties hi!’’ They both looked at you as if you were insane, well you totally looked like at the moment, your oversized black shirt, and dried mascara under your eyes !

‘’What are you doing ?’’

I’m creating my own boyfriend, cause people I work with, or I’m friend with ask me about my love life 24/7 .. nah you shouldn’t say that to your aunts or else they’ll kill you ..

‘’Nothing Aunt Zee ! I just need coffee cause I .. I .. Yeah coffee !’’

Both of your aunts looked at each other, but not in the suspicious way you tried to avoid, thanks Dark Lord ! ‘’Your cousin, ..’’ Aunt H started but you clearly were not listening to them. Looking at you bathroom door asking yourself a lot of question, does he has a name or you had to give him one ?

‘’Aunties, if you create someone out of .. never mind’’ you stopped yourself, they didn’t need to suspect you and your future « man »?

And the fact you wanted them out of here .. fast ! No need for them to see a stranger getting out of one of your rooms probably naked and confused !

You were bored to wait for anything to happen, and plus you received a text.

JUNMYEON:

You small witch, don’t forget about the Coven party in 2 days.

If you’re not here, I’ll kill u under the full moon babe xox

What a best friend ! You once again totally forgot about this little Coven thing at Minseok cafe he was hosting with Baekhyun.

Witches parties were always too much, even more if Byun Baekhyun was the one throwing the said party. Going back to the 50s (like literally), ghosts ..

To be honest you wanted your Saturday night to be a rerun of « Sabrina, the teenage witch » under a plaid on your couch with pizza, beer and tteokbokki, not a extravagant party with all your Coven.

BAEKHYUNIE:

Get ready for the night of your witchy spicy life, cause your god fairy mother (me!!)

got some friend who are single & ready to mingle !

YOU:

Baek, no more weird goblin or any magical creatures !

Plus you are late I’ve a date !

His only response was a few shocked emojis, and a few seconds later another text : I’m behind your door with food !

But Baekhyun, being Baekhyun he didn’t ring the bell and come into your home with a huge goofy smile on his lips.

‘’Don’t look at me like that, I’ve got your fav’’

Why everybody was coming to visit you today ? Normally your apartment was cozy and calm .. but not today ! For Satan’s love !

Baekhyun was one of your closest friend, but also a dark fairy and Chanyeol’s right arm.

And fairies loves to party way too much, it was in their personality ! But the cutest thing was his pointy ears.

‘’ So, my lil friend got herself a date ?’’

And fairy were all about gossips! You simply smiled and nodded at your friend. No need to say too much !

‘’Sooo ..’’ You tried to start another conversation ‘’ How is hell today ?’’

He lifted one of his eyebrow ‘’ Yeol was here last night, don’t try to escape my questions woman’’

Maybe you should have stuff your mouth with rice and onions !

Your fairy friend talked and talked, asking you a few questions about your date for the party. You nodded and made a few ‘’oh!’’ ‘’mhmm’’ but must importantly you were eating and trying to avoid his questions.

Until that one moment when Baekhyun suddenly stopped talking, and was looking behind you his mouth wide open.

‘’Sorry babe, I was a bit long’’

Babe ? You turned in your sit and your eyes dropped to a towel, one of your black towel hanging low on some hips, well defined hips to say, and as your eyes were going up to see who that was, you followed a happy trail, your mouth watered at the sight, happy trail being one of your weakness in a man. After his define stomach and sun kissed glowing skin. His heart shaped lips looked so kissable and full, his dark eyes hided behind tick black frame of glasses. God he was beautiful, more than that to be honest, his voice sounded like honey to your ears, his cute hand slowly scratching the back of his head. You watched a few drop of water running on his chest.

Next you saw a lot of beauty marks on his naked skin, a galaxy of beauty marks. The man got you hypnotized with one sentence, this spell was something !

‘’Hey, you must be Baekhyun ! Y/N told me about you’’ you were drinking his every words just like Baekhyun was. ‘’I’m Do Kyungsoo’’

Dark lord even his name sounded so heavenly (damn for a dark lord follower, you think a lot about heaven right now), after his introduction he excused himself to get dress.

‘’Is this your date ?’’ Murmured Baekhyun with too much excitement ‘’Damn girl you just hit the lotto !’’

Your first few days with Kyungsoo was surprisingly good, he already known a lot about you. Because to created him you dropped some drops of blood in the potion.

You asked silly questions to Kyungsoo, just to get to know him better: ‘’Bubble tea or Iced coffee ?’’ sure he was your creation but he still has his own personality. Your afternoon been filled with laughs, his hand in your hair, under your shirt, and finally you naked on top of him. His hands on your hips left some marks just like his plump lips and teeth drew love bites on your collarbone and others behind your ear. Your long black nails left marks on his back from the pleasure .. hell this man gonna be the end of your sanity !

‘’I’m glad you bring me to life’’ his arm was wrapped around your waist, and his lips continued their way in the back on your neck. You never expect anything with this incantation, you never expect the perfect man to came to life in your bathtub but here you were laying under your sheet naked, with Kyungsoo showing his love to you. Drawing abstract shapes on your skin, following your own moles creating a galaxy with his fingers.

Your friends and family were totally shocked to see him next to you, the Saturday night at the Coven party.

Even your aunt fell under his spell, and Chanyeol almost gave him his throne. Kyungsoo always had an answer to every questions about your relationship, his hand never left your side that night, or you find his lips on your cheek every other times.

Do Kyungsoo might be the result of your spell, but you totally were under his.

Days with Kyungsoo were sweet, full of adventures and funny. Sex was insanely good, (yes might be a witch thing but thanks Lilith) the feeling of his hand tracing your body, or even his lips on your skin. Or just his eyes on you were making you feel like the most wanted woman on the earth, Kyungsoo has his ways.

His moles were your favorite thing to kiss after his pillowy lips, but the must was the little mole on his top lip. And for Kyungsoo his lips found their home right under your breast, on ink saying ‘Witch’ he always said your tattoo was full of sarcasm.

Were you suppose to fall to your own creation ?

Your cat was laying on your bed, his head in Kyungsoo’s hand as his was caressing him. You watched him laying underneath your sheet, his chest on full display as your bedding was on his hips hiding a bit of his nakedness. ‘’You know I think he quite like you’’ you said to him ‘’Yeah he is purring, and I like him too .. he is like a part of you’’

You smiled looking at them, the sun was hitting Kyungsoo’s skin in all the right place making you craving him again, on the spot. His skin against yours, his finger interlaced with yours, his low groans .. he was hotter than hell.

Your black familiar exited the room as soon as you found a place on your mattress. ‘’You look cute with my shirt on’’ his hands traveled under the cotton of the shirt, tracing the shape of your chest. He smelled so nice just like lavender and woodland (a/n: if you ever smelled ‘autumn night’ by yankee candle this is the smell I’m talking about), everything about him was comforting, cozy and making you feel somehow safe. His lips right underneath your left ear, his right hand playing with the side of your black laced panty.

He was addicting just like a drug, now he was in your life you couldn’t imagine not having him anymore. Kyungsoo became a part of you, like a missing piece of puzzle and thanks to magic you finally completed the puzzle.

The way he made you feel was crazy, almost too crazy to be real. His breath hitting your neck made you moan even more than his hands running your body, and his length hitting every spots.

Days were brighter than before, spring was almost there cherry blossom were about to bloom, just like you now. And the night getting warmer but for once your bed felt empty and kind of cold without the raven haired boy sleeping next to you.

‘’Y/N ! ARE YOU ISANE ????’’

You woke up to Chanyeol screaming and tearing off his black hair. ‘’Yeol it’s 3 am, the fuck you want now ?’’ You asked, ready to kill him.

‘’Do Kyungsoo ? Huh ?? More like Roh Kisoo ! I can’t believe you invoke a freaking ghost to pretend to be your fucking fuck buddy’’

What ? A ghost ? Fuck buddy ? You were lost, totally lost and you cousin still panicked in front of your bed. ‘’ A ghost, what ? Who’s a ghost ?’’ He sighed loudly. ‘’Cousin, the aunties will legit kill you’’

Your only question was ‘who the fuck is Roh Kisoo ?’ He sighed once again before showing a beige folder (there’s folder in hell ? Anyway that is not the question)

‘’Cousin, he is dead, Do Kyungsoo isn’t real his name was Roh Kisoo, North Korean soldier. He used to tap dance, he was killed because he was about to kill an American soldier on stage’’

You couldn’t believe what Chanyeol was telling you .. you did not invoke a dead soldier, you created him out of wax. ‘’Chanyeol .. I created him. I do not fuck with dead’’

He stopped all his talking to look at you, dead in the eyes (no joke here). Your knees were against your chest as you sit on your mattress, ‘’He lied to me’’ you said softly. Your eyes filled with tears, you couldn’t believe you fell in love with your creation but he seemed so human, probably too human you were now thinking .. cause he been alive once.

Chanyeol wrapped his arms around you, even the king of hell could not bear to see his cousin and best friend crying. ‘’Love, do-does his heart beat ?’’ You looked up at him not really understanding why would it change if his heart was beating or not ? ‘’ If his heart beat, it means two things .. one he has feeling for you and second h-he .. he would become human, 100% human once again and believe his past life is just a dream .. Well his memories of the war and all being a dream’’

‘’And y/n..’’ He started again ‘’ you were in his past life .. his lover actually even if he never confessed or anything to you he loved you as Roh Kisoo .. that’s why he came to you as you created him’’

He put his hands on your eyes, and suddenly flashes of images, of him with shaved hair, kaki clothes, tap dancing, working on things, him stealing a kiss, stealing one of your kiss I the board of daylight, your death with two others persons you didn’t know and finally his own death.

The perk of being the king of hell was having ‘infos’ about people’s previous lives, and Chanyeol was shoving you Kyungsoo past life.

After your cousin exit, you didn’t sleep that night. You felt so small at the time watching the night lights by your window, thinking about everything that happened for the last two months of your life.. getting him, feeling happy and in love (a thing you never felt or lived before), how were you supposed to say all these things to Kyungsoo ?

Were you supposed to giving him up ? Send him back (yeah but were ?) ? Make him human ?

That morning Junmyeon made fun of you ‘looking like a panda’.

‘’ Y/N ?’’ He been calling your name for the last five minutes but your mind was anywhere but in Minseok’s cafe, jumping from memories to memories you created for the last 2 months.

The light was hitting your living room, a cup of coffee in your hand as you sit on your couch right next to Kyungsoo who was reading one your book. At the time everything felt right, as you were looking at him forgetting your cup in your hands, trying to find a single thing on him that was wrong .. but nothing was wrong.

‘’You know, I’ll not disappear love’’ you chuckled at his words, fearing that yes someday he’ll be gone.

His hand find it place on your knee, and his lips on your temple was comforting you and made you blush as a teenager.

At the time everything was simpler, you needed help .. but from who ?

You couldn’t bear to see Kyungsoo, not knowing how you’ll react in front of him, what to tell him, would you kiss him ? Let him make love to you ? Slap him ? Fall apart ? Break his heart ? (you didn’t know if his heart was beating .. if he was human or just the memory of his past life in wax)

YOU:

We need to talk aunties.

You were adult and you needed to face your mistakes, and you were finally doing it. The drive to your aunt’s was the longest it ever was and you felt heavy.

You spent a long time sitting in your car before entering the house, feeling a lot of shame, heartbroken, facing your mistake was harder than expected.

The second you saw your aunts you couldn’t keep your feelings together and start crying.

‘’ Chanyeol told us Y/N and even if your aunt wanted to scold you .. it’s not right to do now’’ started one of your aunt.

Aunt Zee was smoking but not saying anything, you knew she was disappointed. You felt totally out of place if you teleport yourself in a volcano you would to it right away.

‘’ I suppose Chanyeol explain you, the two options you have ?’’ Was Aunt Zee first worlds, you nodded.

‘’ If his heart beat or not, I could send him back or I can make him human.. ’’ your were stop by Aunt H ‘’ If you make him human, you know he’ll not remember you and what you both lived’’

Hearing that broke your heart even more, he couldn’t forget you if wasn’t right.

‘’ But he will kind of stay connected to you, as he has a part of you being your magic. So he is and will be a wizard.’’ Said your second aunt.

All you needed was time, a thing you didn’t have. One last time with him before choosing send him back or making him human and forget everything about you.

‘’But most important if his heart is beating, your trace will forever haunt him. Without him know why and who you are, love’’ said Aunt H, caressing your arm as comfort.

‘’ I can’t kill him’’

Yours aunties listened to you, telling them why and how to ‘created’ him, how happy he was making you, how human he seemed and now you knew why .. you told them everything, even wishing you had a last night with him.

Aunt Zee granted your wish, but tomorrow morning you had to say goodbye to love.

You never expected finding him dressed in his favorite black jumper and his ripped bleu jeans cooking in your kitchen with a glass full of white wine waiting for you next to his.

Your eyes filled with tears when his scent hit you, your head on his chest. ‘’ Let’s stay like this for a moment, please’’ you didn’t want him to see you like that.

The smile dancing on his lips broke you inside one more time, he looked so innocent in front of you, not knowing, almost like a child.

‘’You know babe, tonight there’s a shower of shooting stars let’s watch it’’ Yixing told him, even if he never met the Chinese wizard in real like they met on FaceTime, your friend was crazy when Baekhyun, once mentioned you had someone.

You simply nodded, even of shooting stars couldn’t help you this time.

The time moved so fast as if it was teasing you, your eyes never left Kyungsoo, too afraid to forgot him or to miss a beauty mark or the way his eyes were when he was smiling, looking at you.

Looking at him was the hardest thing you had ever done that night, you were giving up on him and you couldn’t say anything.

The view from the balcony of your appartement was incredible but the only thing you watched was him not the stars traveling the dark sky.

Even the moon seems ridiculous next to him, his glasses sat on his nose and his hair was a bit longer, his fringe hitting the frame of the glasses softly.

He turned his head to look at you, his hand caressed your cheek and his lips collided on yours, his kiss was full of passion, slow. Time stopped when his lips met yours, and you felt his heart pounded underneath your hand.

His heart was beating ..

‘’ .. I love you’’ His eyes were still closed and his lips still so closed to yours, and his thumb caressing your face.

Once again his lips crashed on yours, more intense this time. Yours hands holding the material of his jumper. ‘’Don’t ever forget about me’’ you whisper. His fingers slipped under the coton of your shirt, he pulled you even closer to him, as if no one else in the world existed. ‘’Never’’ you knew his answer was a lie but you needed it.

The time actually stopped at that moment the last time he made love to you, the stars and clouds were not moving and no sounds were heard, a spell to stop time was dangerous and only a powerful witch could to do but at the time it was your last priority.

It was the softest Kyungsoo ever showed you the way he loved you, he was taking his time with you that night as if he knew it was surely the last time. Looking at you his eyes were full of stars and his hands felt like velvet on your skin.

That night you refused to fall asleep, your head stayed on his chest listening to his heartbeat, his words playing over and over in your head, the way he confessed on that night was the hardest to accepted to you.

CHANYEOL:

I’m sorry cousin,

I tried to give a little bit more with him.

He make you happy I know.

You left your bed after reading the text to finally cried yourself to sleep in your bathroom, your hand on your mouth trying to muffled the sound.

The floor was freezing when you woke up, everything felt freezing in your house, in your body. Once you remembered, tears were running your cheeks and this time you didn’t shut yourself and screamed in agony.

He was gone.

He was gone and you were alone.

The first week was the hardest, you didn’t left your room and the last piece of him that was the shirt you wore that night.

The tissue did not smelled like him anymore.

Every day, every hour you were waiting for him to open your door arms full of bags from the grocery store ready to cook you something.

Chanyeol, yours aunts, Yixing, everyone tried to contact you, but you never answered them.

Every night Chanyeol wait for you to sleep and came, he was feeling guilty and you were his best friend. Every night he did the same, he tucked you and stroked your hair. Hoping one day you would be able to find peace with yourself, but that wasn’t the only thing on his plan !

You sat at your kitchen bar, you computer in front of you but all you did was staring at your window, your chin resting in your left hand.

You didn’t even watch Chanyeol sitting right in front of you searching something in one of his books. ‘’Cousin, aren’t you suppose to do mails stuff ?’’

‘’Chanyeol, aren’t you suppose to do king of hell stuffs?’’ Your sarcasm did in fact burn like hell !

‘’You know I became the king of underworld, so you selfishly could stay on earth and do selfish human things as the bratty witch you are’’

Why was Chanyeol even here at this point ? He wasn’t wrong, to be honest. All you did for the last few days was crying, sleeping, and being a brat to everyone who tried to help you what so ever.

‘’Cousin, life have so much to offer’’

‘’Fake, life sucks and I feel so done with it’’ He sighed loudly, feeling done with you.

Ignoring yours friends, cousin, aunts was purely selfish and you knew it but at this point you clearly didn’t give a damn .. but at the same time it was your fault and only your fault, if you didn’t use this spell, just to shut people and their needs to talk about your life.

It’s been 3 weeks, the first been the miserable one, the two second mark the start of the ‘new you’.

You were purely self-destructive at this point, losing Kyungsoo hurt you but what you did to yourself was worst. Invoking sex demons, trying spell to not feel anything, everything was good to ‘make you forget’.

‘’You know Sehun, fuck Satan and all that witchy shit’’

You were clearly drunk, and Sehun knew he shouldn’t give you anymore drinks but his pub had the best reputation with the witch population of Seoul, you lost the count of drinks you already drank.

‘’ You probably should go at home and sleep Y/N, I dont need the king of Hell to come and kill me’’

‘’Chanyeol ? He can kiss my ass ! Y’all can kiss my ass’’ your drunk behavior wasn’t a pretty sight.

After that Sehun didn’t understand a word you said, you were half crying, half mumbling. Poor bartender did not has the choice but to call Chanyeol to have an explanation and to get you back at your apartment.

‘’ Y/N you can’t live your life off ‘not feeling anything’ spells’’

Cold water woke you up, you stood in you shower fully clothed and your cousin holding the shower head.

‘’Why the hell are you doin’ that ?’’

‘’You asshole, needed a wake up call’’

Chanyeol was tired of seeing you being a danger to yourself, and decided enough was enough.

The heavy weight on your shoulders dropped suddenly and you body followed dropping in your cousin’s arms. ‘’ I just miss him so much Yeol’’

He watched tears rolling on your cheeks, not saying anything but his hand caressing your back.

Even if lives are connected Chanyeol couldn’t guarantee Kyungsoo’s comeback, your two souls might be connected since the beginning but the way they forced Kyungsoo into his human form couldn’t guarantee anything about their futur or life together. But he couldn’t tell you all that, like he couldn’t say he was following the man everyday.

And that you left your mark on him, he was now a wizard.

‘’ I’m here Y/N you can sleep’’

He laid you down on your bed, caressing your hair and projecting dreams in your head to give you a break, Chanyeol was the king of Hell, but he was hurt seeing his best friend and cousin living like that, he was ready to fight anyone so you could be happy again and to see you eyes full of stars just like when you were looking at Kyungsoo.

Chanyeol always knew that Kyungsoo’s heart was beating he felt it the first time he met him. And right after that he started his search about the man.

After that night you practically lived in the academy, teaching younger witches just like your aunts wanted. Reading books to perfect your magic. ‘’You know since you came to the academy everything seems simpler’’ Said your colleague Jongdae ‘’ Kids seems to like having one of the most powerful witch of the century teaching them stuffs’’ You nodded.

‘’Sorry Jongdae but I’m taking my cousin out for lunch’’

Chanyeol took you to Chinatown, celebrating one of his friend opening his own restaurant .. who were you to say no to free food ?

Lunch was nice, a private room for the two of you and all the best food on the menu. ‘’So the academy ?’’

‘’It’s good, kids are funny .. Yeol did you .. like killed someone for this guy ?’’

He laughed a bit too much ‘’ Not, it’s a guy a met not long ago and we became friends .. he is like us ‘magic’ he’ll come to see us’’

You nodded, finishing you plate and drinking a bit of the Chinese whisky that was left in your cup.

Chanyeol left you to go the to toilet, what type of cousin is he ? He need to go to the toilet when his friend was supposed to met the two of you ? Asshole !

The door opened and your phone vibrated at the same time a text from you cousin, why was he sending you a text when coming back in the private room ?

CHANYEOL:

I find him for you ..

Who did he find for you ?

‘’Chanyeol ?’’ You knew the voice, you once again felt the time stop when you turned around finding .. Do Kyungsoo in a chef attire.

Do Kyungsoo was the friend of Chanyeol, the one he wanted you to meet ..

‘’You are ?’’ Right he forgot about you. ‘’Oh yeah you’re Y/N .. Chanyeol told me a lot about you and you’re like the most powerful in our coven’’

A single tear rolled onto your cheek, you find him .. he was in front of you.

You finally find him, thanks to Chanyeol.

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