as i once yelled to cat

The Signs as Cats I met at the Animal Shelter
  • Aries: Really quiet in the cage, but when I let her out she was very nice
  • Taurus: Really good with the other cats, even the cats who don't like other animals liked him
  • Gemini: I swear he's always in two places at once
  • Cancer: VERY LOUD!! BUT ALSO AFFECTIONATE IF YOU GIVE HIM A CHANCE!! LOVES TO YELL
  • Leo: If I could describe her in one word it would just be cat. She was such a cat
  • Virgo: She's so graceful... I trust her
  • Libra: licked everything! my arm? licked! the cage? licked! the other cats? licked!
  • Scorpio: Rude! Chaotic neutral
  • Sagittarius: Oh my god he's so strong... a wonderful strong little boy
  • Capricorn: Really weird meow, I don't really trust him
  • Aquarius: The other cats don't like him
  • Pieces: Very sweet! But she sat in the waterbowl
FOOL4U

Jughead x Reader

Wordcount: 1,635

A/N: Leave me requests in my DM’s 

Summery: Jughead and y/n get caught up in a heated moment by the lake

Y/N POV -

The heat radiated off my skin as I stepped out of the water onto the riverbank. There was a warm subtle breeze hitting my face as I join the others sat on a large rock, beer cans and food around us. The gang had decided to start off the new term at school on a high note so we all met up by the river for the day and had a couple of drinks. The group consisted of Archie, Betty, Kevin, Veronica, Jughead and myself.

We all sat round on the rock sharing laughs and making plans for our future summer together. Although some moments weren’t as perfect as others due to there still being tension between some members of the group. There was an ominous feeling about the day as we’d all pushed aside the Jason Blossom case to free our minds of the stress for one weekend.

I sigh and take in a deep breath of fresh air, feeling cold, refreshing water droplets spin down my back from my wet hair. I run my fingers through it to untangle the knots that had appeared. I look to my left to see Jughead awkwardly looking around unsure of what to do with himself. A look of slight discomfort contorted onto his features.

“You okay Juggie?” I ask him quietly not wanting to draw the attention of others. He just looks at me and shrugs, a solemn look about him.

“You gonna strip those clothes off for us Juggie” Veronica cheekily flirted towards the only one still fully dressed at the time. Jughead just scoffed and looked away biting back  “Are you gonna learn to keep your clothes on Veronica?” gaining awkward hisses and coughs from the others.

“That’s a little harsh isn’t Jug, considering it’s still basically summer, are you not planning on getting in the water with the rest of us later on then?” I ask him discreetly smirking his way.

“If it gets too hot then sure i’ll come in, but it’s not necessary for me to sit here half naked and be even more uncomfortable” he passive aggressively comments throwing his arms into the air.

We all just let out breathy laughs and go back to coordinating normal conversation. Not that any of us could really have a normal conversation as our minds had been constantly filled with the conspiracies towards Jason’s death.

“So Archie, how’s your music coming along?” Betty questions the red headed boy sat opposite us. “Yeah it’s good, I’m just really trying to throw myself into writing really, right enough of this sitting around, who wants to get in the water with me?” Archie suggests standing up, Betty, V and Kevin all stand up and follow Archie into the water, all smiles and laughs. I really did love my friends.

“You don’t have to sit here with me because you feel sorry for me you know?” Jughead suddenly snaps looking towards me. “I’m not staying with you because I feel sorry for you, I’m staying here because I enjoy your company dumb ass” I laugh and playfully shove the raven haired boy. He chuckles and grabs my hands to stop me from pushing him. Goose bumps travel up my arms as his hands come into contact with mine. I lean in towards him and let myself collapse in his lap, my head looking up at him, while our hands were still intertwined he fiddled with my fingers.

“I love the way you act around me, you’re just more free” I say looking up at his beautiful face. His green eyes catch mine and he smiles, Not something many people got to see very often, but I had always had the ability to bring it onto his face.

“Well that’s because I’m comfortable with you, I don’t have to pretend to like you it just comes naturally” there was a few minutes silence after his confession, where we just sat enjoying each others company listening to the sounds of our surroundings. You could hear the water splashing and our friends laughs were heard over the buzzing of the nature. It was a truly breathtaking moment in time.

“Do you think we should tell them?” I ask him quietly not wanting to spoil the atmosphere.

“Tell them what?” He replies dumbly knowing exactly what i was talking about, just then he let go of one of my hands and brushed it through my hair, making loops around his fingers with the locks.

“About us” I retort flatly, not taking his sarcasm to heart.

“meh, why do they need to know right now, I don’t care just as long as you’re happy, but not everyone has to know our business, let them just sit and ship us for a while longer” he breaths out.

“yeah it is kinda fun watching them freak out over the little things isn’t it” I giggle and look down at our still intertwined hands. Jug just smiles and nods down at me.

“Right” I sigh standing up and pulling him with me, “take your clothes off we’re going for a swim” He groans in distaste pulling a face but still he shrugs his shirt over his head, kicking off his shoes. I couldn’t help but stare at his body as he removed the layers of clothes. His slightly indented stomach sort of gleamed as the sun hit his skin. He was perfect to me, not completely ripped like Archie, he had a slightly toned lanky figure which suited him well. Once he was ready I lightly pushed him back yelling over my shoulder.

“Race you to the water” I giggle running ahead. It didn’t take long for him to catch up and we joined the others in the water.

“well look who decided to show up” V commented splashing water up at me. I let out a small screech as the cold water splashed up at my body, I just laughed and splashed her back. Bad move. We had started a splashing war between the group, everyone screaming and laughing kicked and thrashing in the water to get everyone wet.

Even Jughead joined in and genuinely looked happy, something that goes a long way in my eyes, I loved to see him happy and smiling, a nice difference from his usual grumpy disposition.

We all carried on messing around in the water for a matter of time, when Betty suggested taking a swim around the lake, Her and Archie swam off and Veronica and Kevin were heavily enthused in competing on ‘who can do the better handstand’

“You wanna take a walk?” Jughead nudges me, his arm comes up to my waist and he tugs me towards the river bank again. I ring out the water from my hair as we walk towards the rock where his clothes were. He just shimmies on his jeans and hands me his flannel shirt, I look up at him and smile, putting the flannel on over my body.

We walk through the forest into a more secluded area, talking about nothing in general. I stop to look at the scenery before us. You could still see the lake peaking through the trees, and sunlight streaking through the gaps of branches. Jughead pulls me towards him by my waist and presses his lips against mine briefly. he pushes his forehead onto mine and breathes out “Beautiful” raising a hand to my face he strokes my cheek, his rough thumb stroking over my bottom lip, I look up into his eyes and notice the contentment in them.

He leans down pressing his lips to mine again, harder than before, his grip around my waist subconsciously tightens. My arms sling around his neck, one hand coming into contact with his face the other falling to the back of his head grasping the wavy raven locks in between my dainty fingers.

He slowly starts to walk me backwards not breaking the kiss until my back hits a tree. Both of his hands now resided on my waist tugging at the shirt he had so graciously handed to me. Our lips moved roughly against each others, both of us pouring our passion into the other person. My hands slipped down from his neck and rested on his smooth chest. Jughead pressed himself closer against me our chests now flush together. I could feel the rough bark from the tree behind me digging into my back. Giving me a slight sensation while our lips were meshed together.

I captured his bottom lip in between my teeth and lightly sucked on it before returning my lips to his. His hands slid round my waist to my lower back where he pulls me closer into his, if that’s even possible. The closeness between us right now was why we enjoyed being with one another, the raw connection we both felt never hesitated to send shivers down my spine.

“Woah! what’s going on here then guys” We hear the smug comment from Veronica, causing us to pull away from each other in shock. she just laughs and shakes her head. “I knew something was going on between you two” and walks away yelling to the others that she had some “big news”

“Well i guess the cats out of the bag then” Jug smiled and looked down at me, still holding onto my waist.

“Do you want me to go and tell her not to say anything?” I enquire looking up to him shyly, not really caring we were caught.

“Nah, let them all see I’m a fool for you” he replies pressing his forehead to mine smiling down at me. I just smile and lean up to press my lips to his once more. This really couldn’t have been a more perfect day.

The Louvre (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Originally posted by crystelgreene

You were the only daughter of one of the wealthiest pureblood families, everyone thought you would’ve been sorted into Slytherin but you were instead sorted into Gryffindor. The first couple of years you mostly kept to yourself, but then you met the infamous golden trio during your third year and now you were the fourth member of the former trio; after sharing a cabin together on the train, you instantly clicked. You were as studious as Hermione, as daring as Harry, and as carefree as Ron. 

Soon enough no one found you without one of them, from studying late at night in the common room with Hermione to raiding the kitchen with Ron. Well that was until the last week before the summer term. During Potions, Snape had decided that he would switch partners for the final exam and to your luck, you were paired up with Draco instead of Harry.

“If you cost us this exam I swea-” Draco began off coolly, but you cut him off with an air of confidence.

“Your father will hear about it? Don’t worry Malfoy, I’ll make sure you get to tell daddy dearest that you got an Outstanding.” you replied, arching an eyebrow at him while he instantly shut up, clearly not used to someone speaking that way to him. It unnerved him, but in a good way.

And you weren’t wrong, you and Draco got an Outstanding, something that surprised him considering how he didn’t even manage that on a weekly basis.

“Told ya so.” You said as you gathered your things and headed out the door, leaving the Malfoy heir speechless for the first time in his life.

The rest of the week flew by and next thing you know, you were hugging your friends’ goodbye at King’s Cross, promising Mrs. Weasley that you will stay at the burrow for the second half of your summer vacation.

As you and your family made your way across the station with your trunk you spotted Draco, you thought he would throw a dirty look your way but much to your surprise, he simply smiled at you, not a big toothy grin, it was a rather shy smile but a smile nonetheless. You returned it and carried on towards the family car.

A few days had gone past and so far your summer vacation was proving to be quite boring, until that fateful Tuesday. You were strolling down Diagon Alley, waiting for your father to finish doing whatever he had to do at Gringotts, you were so engrossed with all of the colorful summer flowers that adorned the window sills of some of the shops that you weren’t paying attention to where you were walking. Next thing you know you literally bumped into none other than Draco Malfoy.

“Woah, are you alright there, Y/N?” he said, his hands holding your waist to keep you from falling. You didn’t know what shocked you the most, that you were clumsy enough to fall in public, that you fell into Draco or that he knew your name.

“Um, yeah, I’m sorry, I should’ve been watching where I was going.” You said, blushing slightly at just how close you were.

“That’s quite alright. Rather bump into just you than the rest of your quartet.” He replied in a light, teasing tone.

“Are my ears deceiving me or is Draco Malfoy joking around?” you laughed, as he shrugged.

“I don’t know, let me take you out for a sundae at Florean’s and we can discuss it.” he said smoothly. You eyed him wearily, unsure whether or not to take his offer, but you weren’t one to get scared from the unknown so you smiled brightly and said,

“I would love to.”

And that was just the beginning.

Well, summer slipped us underneath her tongue
Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession
Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor
Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard

 

After that Tuesday afternoon at Florean’s you spent every other day at either his manor or yours. Your parents absolutely adored him and his parents loved that he was seeing such a promising young lady, even though you were a Gryffindor. The fact that you were a pureblood made up for it.

Nights turned into days and days turned into nights, summer was passing by way too quickly for your liking and you were wondering just what this was, were you two just having a summer fling? Were you dating?

You were pulled from your thoughts by Draco calling your name over and over.

“You alight there love?”

“What are we?” you bluntly asked.

“Come again?” Draco said, clearly confused by your question.

“Us, what is this? We go back to Hogwarts in a month and I don’t know, we never stated just what this is. I mean you met my parents for Merlin’s sake!” you ranted, standing up from his bed, throwing the book you were previously reading to the side as he chuckled.

“Considering that I have at least one jumper of yours for every day of the week in one of my drawers because you always forget them here, I would safely say that we are dating, Y/N. Not to mention that I know for a fact that you steal my jumpers. I saw one on your bedroom floor last week.”

“You could’ve asked…you know, formally.”

“Are you seriously mad I never properly asked you to be my girlfriend?” he asked, laughing as you pouted, looking away knowing that your cheeks must resemble Ron’s hair.

“Y/N L/N, will you be my girlfriend?” he asked, bowing deeply as he were some sort of knight.

“Oh sod off.” You said laughing as he captured your lips with his.

 

A rush at the beginning
I get caught up, just for a minute
But lover, you’re the one to blame, all that you’re doing
Can you hear the violence?
Megaphone to my chest

 

You were hastily packing your trunk as Draco lazily played with your tabby cat, Harold, a scowl on his handsome face.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, as you shut your trunk with a flick of your wand, coming down to sit next to him on your bed.

“Nothing.” He said curtly.

“Draco…”

“Do you really have to go spend a week with the Weasleys?”

“Like I told you a thousand times, I do, I promised my friends I would. Besides it’s just a week, then I’ll go stay at the manor until the term starts, I promise.” You said kissing him softly.

“Very well, but I’ll pick you up tomorrow bright and early so we can go have breakfast together one last time.” Who knew Draco Malfoy would be a lovesick puppy.

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make ‘em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it

 

While you were at the burrow you kept looking for the right time to tell your best friends about you and Draco but it never seemed like the right time. The week flew by and soon enough you were using the Floo network to get to the Malfoy Manor where Draco was waiting for you.

What little remained of your summer break was filled with end of the summer parties from pureblood families, which meant that everyone that was anyone knew about the wealthy power couple that you and Draco were. Which meant that your friends would bound to hear about it.

You were sitting in the garden, taking a breather from the stuffy party crowd inside. Lost in your thoughts you didn’t even notice Draco coming up behind you.

“I told mum not to make a big announcement like that about us but you know how she is…I’m sorry.” He murmured as he wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your shoulder softly.

“It’s not that Draco, it’s just that…” you trailed off.

“Go on, love.” He encouraged you.

“It’s a well-known fact that Harry, Hermione, Ron and you don’t get along. And I’ve grown rather fond of you… I just don’t want you to hurl insults at them and vice versa. Merlin knows just how much they hate me for not telling them about us.” You admitted, adverting your gaze from his piercing grey eyes.

“Well you’re not wrong. I’m rather fond of you but not of them, but for you, I’ll try to be civil. I won’t be best of mates with them, but I’ll keep the comments to myself.” He said, with that you let out a sigh of relief at which he chuckled.

“Now come on, they’ll think we’re up to no good if we don’t go back in there.” He said taking your hand in his as he led back inside.

 

Our thing progresses, I call and you come through
Blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you
But we’re the greatest, they’ll hang us in the Louvre
Down the back, but who cares, still the Louvre

 

Okay I know that you are not my type (still I fall)
I’m just the sucker who let you fill her mind (but what about love?)
Nothing wrong with it, supernatural
Just move in close to me, closer, you’ll feel it coasting

 

Just as you predicted it, Ron and Harry were beyond livid once they spotted you at King’s Cross. Your mother suppressed her laughter seeing them flail their arms, asking you a million of questions.

“YOU DO KNOW HE’S DRACO MALFOY RIGHT?” Ron yelled, scaring your cat as you looked between him and Harry.

“Y/N, IS HE BLACKMAILING YOU? We can call Snuffles or Remus!” Harry added.

“Is it a love potion?! Maybe we can contact Dumbledore before we get there so he can have the antidote ready!”

“Guys, GUYS! Shut up! Yes, I know that he’s a Malfoy, no, he’s not blackmailing me and we do not need to contact them, and lastly, it is not a love potion, you git.” You listed off as you tried to calm down your squirming cat.

“But Y/N, why didn’t you tell us? Mr. Weasley came home three days ago saying how everyone at the ministry kept buzzing about the latest Malfoy soirée and how his parents made a big announcement about their son. It was about how he was dating another powerful pureblood heir, you.” Hermione said, finally speaking out, a tone of hurt and resentment in her voice.

“I just didn’t know how to tell you; I know how ever since first year you all have not been in the best of terms with him. I was scared that you wouldn’t be my friends anymore.” You confessed.

“Now that’s bloody ridiculous. We’re just worried for you and yes, this will take some time to get used to but we’re here for you and we will try to be civil.” Harry said, hugging you softly, soon enough the rest of trio were hugging you, amidst the commotion your cat broke free from your arms and ran off straight into a tall, blonde figure.

“Missing someone, love?” Draco asked, holding your cat tightly since he was squirming so much.

“You know Harold; he doesn’t like it when he’s not the center of attention.” He chuckled and then noticed the golden trio, who were watching him apprehensively. He nodded politely at them and they returned the gesture, although it looked like it took Ron all of his will power not to shout at him.

“I’ll go get us a cabin, I’ll take this fat fluff ball with me.” He said, kissing your cheek and taking Harold along with him. You turned back to your friends but before you could get a word out, Ron cut you off.

“I take it you’re not sitting with us on the way to Hogwarts, eh?”

“I’m sorry Ron, but I’ll obviously sit with you guys during the feast.” You promised, hugging them one last time before you followed after Draco.

Once classes started, everyone kept talking about you and Draco, and how could they not? It wasn’t every day that a Slytherin prefect dated a Gryffindor. They constantly saw you bantering over the silliest of things, and it was a daily occurrence that Draco would be spotted running after your cat. No one could’ve imagine that the once cold Slytherin prince was now nothing but mirth and joy, well around you, around others he was still that cold prince. Just like at all of those summer parties, people looked and talked about the two of you with an air of awe, you parted hallways as you both walked hand in hand. Even the paintings themselves would coo over you both.

A rush at the beginning
I get caught up, just for a minute
But lover, you’re the one to blame, all that you’re doing
Can you hear the violence?
Megaphone to my chest

“They’re cute, don’t you think?” Hermione asked Ron and Harry as she spotted you two down by the lake, relaxing under an old oak tree.

“A little too cute. It’s like they’re living in a photoshoot, they’re so perfect!” Ron exclaimed.

“Oh hush up.” Hermione laughed as Harry snickered.

Even though you were deemed as the it couple at Hogwarts, that didn’t mean that everyone thought so. At the beginning of the term, the twins and many other Gryffindors would keep a close eye on you whenever you were with Draco. Draco’s friends were still weary of you, especially Pansy. But you both learned to ignored the whispers and snide comments because it didn’t matter to you both.

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it

It was almost midnight and you were up at the astronomy tower, watching the clear night sky. Harold was purring next to you, and you were twirling your wand in in between your fingers, waiting for Draco to finish up with his prefect duties.

After a few minutes the door opened and he came in carrying two mugs of hot chocolate, Dobby trailing behind him with a plate of cookies.

“Dobby has come to help Draco! Dobby likes Draco very much because Draco treats miss Y/N kindly.” Dobby said cheerily, setting down the plate next to you.

“It’s so nice to see you, Dobby.” You said, smiling at the cheerful house elf. After a few minutes he bid you both farewell and went back to the kitchen.

You were both quiet for a few minutes, enjoying each other’s company.

“Who would’ve thought that we would be here…you being nice to house elves, and civil towards my friends.” you mused.

“Well, people do crazy things when they’re in love.” He answered, smiling as you moved closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder.

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it

I promise I have a point...

Episode 1x06-
Cat: “1 second of my time is 90 times more valuable than your pointless, sad, pathetic…”
Kara: “Don’t talk to me like that! Please! I work so hard for you. I don’t ask questions. I don’t complain. And all you do is yell at me and tell me I’m not good enough, and it’s mean. Why are you so mean?!”

Episode 2x12
Eve: “You look like me the day I forgot to get Ms. Grant’s coffee and she made me call the Dean of Yale to admonish him for having given me a diploma, sad and disheartened.”

-Throughout season one, feel free to correct me if I missed an instance, Cat has only called Kara her correct name twice, once in 1x11 and another time in 1x20.

-Cat tried to fire Kara in 1x01, 1x09, and 1x11.

-She called Winn “Toyman Junior”.

-She constantly insulted Kara’s hair and clothes.

Kara and Eve both have been canonly portrayed as offended and hurt by what Cat has said. BUT SOMEHOW AS A FANDOM WE UNDERSTOOD THAT IT WAS A TOUGH LOVE RELATIONSHIP AND CAT ISN’T A HORRIBLE/ABUSIVE PERSON.

My point when I say this, is to show how ridiculous it looks when some people say that Mon El and Kara’s banter or their relationship is abusive. They come nowhere close to verbal abuse. They both tease each other. It isn’t one sided, and more than half the time they’re smiling. So if you thought Kara and Cat didn’t have an abusive relationship while Mon El and Kara do, then take a seat unless you’re willing to fall on your self righteous sword.

Cats and Dogs

Originally posted by hellosarang

Note: Originally was just a college au but I incorporated the animal hybrid element because why not.  Also, I’m sorry if this is disjointed but I was literally working on this from 5 different angles.  I’ll be better next time hunnies.

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader
Rating: NC17
Warnings: hybrid!au, frottage, masturbation, voyeurism, slight name-calling/insulting (not in a sexual way though)
Genre: Smut
Word count: 4723

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Summary:  When you skip your yearly heat, it causes a different kind of friction between you and that perpetual, thorn-in-your-side mutt named Kim Taehyung. (cat!girl/dog!boy au)

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You should have never engaged Kim Taehyung while you are going through physical difficulties, but he is an expert at egging you on.  The dog hybrid might be a slacker in class, but he’s absolutely conscientious when it comes to pissing you off.  It also doesn’t help that this is the first time in years where you’re late for your heat by a whole month.  Usually you are on-the-dot regular, but with graduation looming and the overwhelming fact that you’ll have to go out into the Real World soon, you’re on edge, and not a little bit stressed out.  

Even Jimin and Jungkook, your two best friends who have been with you from the cradle to adulthood, have taken pains not to be around you too much because you’ve taken to being a little…extreme with your words and actions as of late.  (Read: You were being a Bitch.)  

But Taehyung just doesn’t know when to stop irking you.  

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Cat and Mouse

Writer - @damndescendants

Requested - @chiendegarde

Can I have a Harry Hook Scenario with his crush being the daughter of the Cheshire Cat (who like to prank him by disappearing and popping out of nowhere) and he’s in love with her, but she’d rather be alone?

Disclaimer - I do not own any of Descendants’ characters and/or ideas all credit goes to the creator and producers of Disney Descendants

Pairing - Harry Hook x Reader

Summary – Harry tries to convince (Y/N), the daughter of the Cheshire Cat, to go on a date with him once again and she disappears on him, literally.

Warning(s) - none

A/N We gonna act like the Cheshire Cat is human okay lmao

Originally posted by unchxxrted

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Enneagram Stereotypes

1- WHY IN THE WORLD DOES EVERYONE SAY I CRITICIZE AND JUDGE THEM I’M JUST HELPING THEM REACH PERFECTION, AND SHOWING THEM WHAT’S WRONG WITH WHAT THEY ALREADY HAVE AND HOW MY IDEA OF PERFECTION IS SO MUCH BETTER AND THEIRS IS SUBPAR, DUH 

2- I FUCKING HELP EVERYONE SO MUCH AND NO ONE BOTHERS TO SAY THANKS EVEN THOUGH THEY DIDN’T ASK FOR HELP IN THE FIRST PLACE  -bursts into song- I’M FEELING REALLY UNAPPRECIATED YOU TAKE MY LOVE FOR GRANTED BABE, AND I DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH MORE I CAN TAKE FROM YOUUUUU

3- No, I’m not at the top yet, baby. But does it matter? I will be there soon. -wink and blindingly white smile- 

4- -tears- No one understands me. HEY, I SAID NO ONE FUCKING UNDERSTANDS ME STOP TRYING TO UNDERSTAND ME I AM A BLINDING PLETHORA OF PAIN AND DEPTH THAT YOU CAN ONLY COMPREHEND ON THE MOST BASIC LEVEL

5- -leaves room after 500 years and squints- I’VE DONE IT. I’VE GAINED ENOUGH KNOWLEDGE, I AM THE SMARTEST MAN IN THE WORLD.  Although I did run away from Nancy when she tried to kiss me and I’m still terrified of human contact. -spoken to their 10 cats- 

6- HEY HEY STOP YELLING AT ME OK, I JUST WANTED TO KNOW, FOR SURE, IF YOU’RE REALLY SURE, LIKE, REALLY REALLY ABSOLUTELY SURE- WELL FUCK YOU, OH ‘IT’S COMMON SENSE ANGELA’ ARE YOU IMPLYING I HAVE NO COMMON SENSE? WHATEVER, I KNEW YOU WEREN’T REALLY GOING TO SUPPORT ME 

7- HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY LET’S GO SKYDIVING AND SKIING AND GO TO THE MOVIES AND HAVE REALLY KINKY SEX, OH OH OH BETTER IDEA, LET’S DO ALL THOSE THINGS, AT ONCE!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE’LL DIE YOU JOYKILL HAHAHAHAHA I KEEP RUNNING FROM THE THINGS IN MY HEAD HAHAHA HURRY HURRY WE NEED TO GO DO STUFF LOLOLOL OR ELSE I’M GOING TO HAVE A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN 

8- YOU’RE ALL MY BITCHES. ALL OF YOU. BITCHES. MINE. MY BITCHES. I’M IN CHARGE. I KNOW BEST. WHAT DO YOU MEAN I INTIMIDATE EVERYONE? WELL SPEAK UP FOR YOURSELVES THEN, GODDAMN WIMPS 

9- I mean…like…I just want peace is all. Oh um my opinion on stuff hahaah funny usually no one asks um and I don’t voice it to keep the harmony- Wait, what? N-no, I don’t view myself as a doormat. -nervous laughing- I’m perfectly content the way things are. -strained smile- I’m fine -gnashes teeth- I don’t have any issues with the way things are. -explodes-

an interactive fanfic by tumblr user silverhawk

“OOOOoo!!!!” graystripe yodeled, paws waving in the air, smiling at his best friend excitedly. “waffle time its waffle time, will you have some waffs of mine!!!” he singed, hitting every note in perfect sequence, just like firestar had done when longtail tried fighting him - graystripe was there, and it was a sick move.

he offered the golden-brown waffle, the same color as brackenfur of course, to his best friend, who did not look pleased.

“for the last time graystripe,’ firestar meowdeled, clearly upset at the offering. graystripe was wearing the perfect :D face, almost like he was about to bE FIRIN’ A LAZAHH MAHHH but he was not, because this was special. “I DONT KNOW WHAT I WAFFLE IS!!” firestar yelled in a very angry, unleaderlike, but definitely very angry ginger cat voice.

graystripes heart broke.

“firestar doesn’t like waffles…” he sniffled, cried, and sighed all at once somehow, knowing that their friendship…his boyfriend……was not a fan of waffles.

things in the book i’ve noticed

there are just !!! so many things that i think people should know ok

  • the first few points contain spoilers if you care!!
  • patrick hockstetter, even to the losers, is deemed more insane than henry
  • he takes people’s cats/dogs/household pets and keeps them in an abandoned fridge outside of the dump, bev saw him sexually assault henry, he straight up murdered his lil brother
  • spoilers are over!!!
  • stanley once calls his wife patty ‘baby-love’ and if that isn’t the cuTEST SHIT EVER
  • ““what’s having sex?” mike had asked, and richie had wandered away holding his head.”
  • at the beginning of the book when georgie’s boat falls down the sewer he yells “OH SHIT AND SHINOLA” 
  • henry! bowers! wears! a! pink! leather! jacket! to! school!
  • HI-YO SILVER, AWAAAAAAAYYYYY!
  • “bill denbrough shouted, “YOU KILLED MY BROTHER, YOU FUCKER!””
  • richie’s thoughts when they’re running from the werewolf: oh my god it sounds like it’s RIGHT BESIDE ME
  • bev crying and lil ol ben wanting to comfort her but lacking courage
  • everyone meeting again when they’re adults and !!! richie making a toast and saying “to the losers’ club of 1958. the losers.”
  • “oh god! oh god big bill it’s an eye dear god it’s an eye a fucking eye
  • no one talks about the bradley gang and what happened!!! that is such an interesting part of the story and actually important!!
  • stan’s sense of humor being weird as fuck
  • “yea? what’s a titnuss? sounds like a women’s disease” “it’s tetanus, not titnuss, richie-”
  • EDDIE OH MY GOD I LOVE HIM
  • “some stuff has to be done even if there is a risk. that’s the first important thing i ever found out i didn’t find out from my mother.” ADSLFGLJH
  • stenbrough and their banter !!! i love !!!
  • beverly saying she shouldn’t have to wait outside simply because she’s a girl. telling bill, of all people, “well, fuck you!” when he said that she should stay outside the smokehole because she was a girl. fuckin love her
  • “ah loves yuh, miss scawlett!!” richie screamed at the top of his voice, and made exaggerated kissing gestures with his lips. beverly only looked at him, smiling a little, and richie suddenly felt ashamed. “i do love you, bev,” he said, and touched her hair. “you’re cool.”
  • MIKE AND RICHIE. M I K E  A N D  R I C H I E. BOYFRIENDS.
  • henry broke eddie’s arm and he laughed in henry’s fuckin face
  • eds standing up to his mother !!!!!!
  • everyone signing his cast in the hospital. oh my god. it made me cry they love him so much
  • my favorite quote EVER is from eddie’s thoughts: maybe there aren’t any such things as good friends or bad friends - maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you’re hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. maybe they’re always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for. maybe worth dying for, too, if that’s what it has to be. no good friends. no bad friends. only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart.
  • mike was the 2nd best of the losers when it came to the slingshot
  • mike is lefthanded!!
  • adult richie. hoyl shti 
  • “nothing, babe,” richie says. “just thinkin’ me thinks.”
  • adult eddie drinking gin-and-prune-juice because it’s healthier

there are a whole bunch of things that i haven’t even read yet, but these r really important to me lol. especially all the ones with eddie, i love him so much

Ohhh my gOD the tag is empty, I’m just gonna start yelling random ass headcanons into the void, feel free to add your own.

- Jack has all the hudsons bay Winter Olympics team Canada mittens
- Once Ransom, Holster, and Bitty are gone, Nursey and Chowder team up to make the kegster playlists
- Parse has all the choreography to toxic from the just dance video game memorized
- Jack and Ransom both really like the Arrogant worms and will occasionally loudly yell the cow song (maybe the war of 1812, I haven’t quite decided)
- Shitty will belt “the good ol hockey game” by stompin tom at weird times. Once he did it when he and lardo were making out and she didn’t talk to him for the rest of the day.
- Jack is like Carey Price in that he’s probably unironically worn a cowboy hat
- Chowder really likes Neapolitan ice cream
- Snowy is allergic to cats
- Ford doesn’t have her drivers license, mostly because she’s never needed it but also because she doesn’t want to get a car and deal with even more car brand name jokes
- Jack is a big fan of adidas slides
- Bitty’s favourite ages to work with at summer camp are 6 and 7 year olds or 14+ year old teenagers

bts scenario | because i’m a man, i’ll hold your hand

Your visit to a haunted school building has your heart racing… but is that due to the possibility of seeing ghosts, or because of the extremely handsome boys you’re with? 

pairing: flirty BTS + you (What is this?? A reverse harem or something??)
genre: fluff, comedy… maybe?
word count: 3K

Originally posted by kths


It’s five seconds to midnight. You’d normally be tucked up in bed at this time of night, with your phone and a good Wi-Fi connection for company. Instead, you find yourself on an abandoned side of town, dressed in a tacky (and not very insulating) witch’s costume, in the company of seven excited boys.

“Apparently, this is the haunted school everyone’s been talking about,” Namjoon says, his breath coming out in clouds that mingle with the cool fog slithering around you.

You look up at the old building, with its boarded-up windows, and soot-stained walls. It’s the last place you’d want to enter on Halloween night. But the boys were rather insistent.

“Come on, Y/N. The night’s still young.”

“Yeah, you can’t go home just yet.”

“It’ll be so much fun.”

“You’ve got to!”

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passiveagressive1302  asked:

What do you do when love doesn't seem to be enough?

Love is vast and Love is not only Love between two people. *is tempted to insert the Love, Actually opening scene monologue*

I personally prefer to re-create it. It’s a process of reconciliation. There’s a sense of coming back to what already stabilizes me from within although I cannot know for sure that it will work, once again, this time. It’s like blindly trusting what your heart is already about. And so I tune in. I go inward. But it demands all of my attention and it demands that I “allow” it to occur. Preferrably in my own living room. Through reading, writing, daydreaming, petting my cats, yelling on the phone at innocent relatives, being bitter in peace, silencing myself, sharing myself with myself, pouring myself a glass of gin, being. Also, I cannot possibly overstate enough the importance of sleeping.

All of the above has failed me before, quite obviously, but it has failed me only because I wasn’t ready for it at the time. I didn’t trust pacifying myself from within enough. And that’s alright, it’s human. But the thing is…I don’t think there is something that you ought to “do” when something does not feel enough. You don’t need to do anything. You just need to humbly take it (but like…take it for real), accept the not-enoughness, transform it & re-teach yourself your own self-sufficiency. Yes, I am very aware that it is not simple but in all truth: It is. It is fundamentally simple. It is essentially and most majestically simple. It requires your whole self and no less than that and it requires your utmost courage and your most brutal self-criticism but it is simple. It is human, it is at its core a strictly individual process and it is enlarging and inexhaustible. You just need to find how it works for yourself.

There’s this one guy in my school who started selling hot cheetos and takis and stuff earlier this year. Over the course of this year, his empire expanded, eventually crowds surrounded the young chip kingpin during breaktimes and near everyone knew his name. He got caught once, but since this kid’s got a 4.0 and presumably isn’t planning to be a drug dealer, the staff let him off with a warning/threat  of suspension. Like any straightlaced honor student, he continued and started to make some serious money. One lunchtime the principal and security called him over and the entire school started yelling in protest. Next period comes by that i have with him, he walks in late, saying that they took both his money and the remaining chips in his bag, and threatened to expel his cat sneaker clad self.

He’s still selling chips to this day and I’m glad I’m here to watch it play out

HEY GUESS WHAT, OL YELLER IS BACK, DOIN WHAT I DO BEST BY YELLIN BOUT MY SON

The game wants us to hate Ryuji so much and I don’t???? get it?????? The whole beginning of the game when Morgana’s the only effin one “guiding” he’s BERATING the poor kid during every battle like “oh ya surprise surprise skull missed a hit cuz he is the literal worst person alive” and I’m so :( cause my boy tries so hard i genuinely don’t know how anyone could not feel bad for Ryuji

And if that’s not heartbreaking enough during *SPOILERS* the whole splitting up thing it’s like…I feel bad for Morgana but we ask him a thousand times what’s wrong and he won’t say and then he gets into that fight with Ryuji and SOMEHOW Ryuji is portrayed as the bad guy?? That fuckin video montage of the like, TWO times Ryuji said Morgana wasn’t as useful as he used to be baffled me because where was the montage of Morgana saying the same AND WORSE to Ryuji??? I can’t remember a single time Morgana said something even semi-nice to Ryuji. I like literally don’t understand how anyone can be like “wow how could Ryuji say that” when it’s VERY OBVIOUS HOW

Even suspending my Ryuji-love for a minute, no one lets Ryuji off the hook like “oh man that wasn’t nice but it’s ok you’re not The Worst.” They act like all he does is be shitty when he’s constantly looking out for everyone EXCEPT himself???? The whole team is like wow fuck u ryuji how could you when it’s clear he feels bad that he lost his cool??? And EVEN WHEN HE APOLOGIES like ok sure not the greatest apology but my boy is TRYING (literally starting yelling HES TRYING at my screen ok) everyone is STILL like “wow fuck u ryuji how could you be so shitty to the cat that hasn’t been nice to you once in the entire game”

I JUST??? AGH. HE IS SO PURE AND GOOD AND HE MESSES UP SOMETIMES BUT HE IS STILL PURE AND GOOD. WHY WILL NO ONE PROTEC MY BOY??????????????????????

While the tech people she worked with were open-minded nerds, senior management was “more traditional,” and Allison felt HR would immediately send her packing if she approached them. That’s why she emailed her co-workers first, “… the people who absolutely depended on me for the survival of this project. I let them know what was happening, that I would be transitioning … and reminded them I was indispensable. And within hours … this was out to 4,000 [people].”

She only met with HR once the cat was fully out of the bag and pissing on their rugs. “They were absolutely incensed … but by the time I got frog-marched into HR it was too late.”

They yelled at her for having the gall to exist, but thanks to a “tug-of-war” between management and the nerds who made their project run, Allison’s job was secure.

It’s worth noting that, at this point, Allison’s support group knew of only one other transgender woman, in the country, who had managed to openly transition.

“She did a sort of similar thing, so we sort of modeled my plan off of her.”

I Was Transgender Before That Word Existed: 7 Dark Realities

He went out with the intention to get rid of the Hatter once and for all… but that Cheshire cat is always watching, ready to pounce… and as per usual, Tyler has to take care of the aftermath of Ethan’s thoughtless behavior..

[more wonderland AU]    •   [if you have questions…]

anonymous asked:

"is that my shirt?" FUCK ME UP PLS

idk who u are but the “FUCK ME UP PLS” has me feeling like we’d be good friends. anyway, i hope u like it pal!!!

It’s raining in New York today and I have a killer headache that I’m desperately trying to drown out with caffeine before I head to class.

“Hi, can I have a grande white mocha? Thanks.” No sooner had I given the barista my order when I hear the voice that’s haunted my dreams for months now behind me.

“Y/N?”

At first, I think I might be hallucinating and I almost reach for my phone to call my therapist, but then his fingers tap my shoulder and when I turn around those green eyes pierce me the way they did the day he told me he was leaving me. “How are you? It’s good to see you.” He says and before I can respond he’s pulled me into a hug. “You look great.” He says, unbothered by the fact that I haven’t spoken yet. As he looks me over he begins to frown, “Is that my shirt?”

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Aw Hell No

Originally posted by buddyineedyou

Steve Rogers x Howlett! Reader

Request

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A/n: this is such an awesome request because Logan gets to be the lil asshole he is :3 by the way, I hope you do not mind me making the reader a mutant like her brother Logan and Victor C:

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Genre: Humor, Romance, Family

Rated: Everyone

Warning: Crude humor, swearing, mutant reader.

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Author: Chris-Evans-Imagines

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You were sitting on the couch in your brothers’ home. Currently, Logan Howlett was arguing with Victor about something stupid.

‘Again,’

You thought.

'Why can’t they just get along for once?’

I yelled to the mutants in the kitchen.

Hey! Shut the hell up!”

I stood up and crossed my arms, glaring at them from the kitchen’s archway. They looked at me and I growled out.

“If you two don’t stop arguing like a bunch of cats and dogs, I swear to fucking god both of you are going to have your tongues cut off. I cannot believe you two cannot get along for once. Logan, don’t you fucking dare open your howling screamer.”

I growled at him. Victor sighed and looked over at me. I stated, taking a step forward.

“Got something to say? Say it. I dare you. You know I’m right.”

Victor looked at me and Logan sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Sorry…”

“Whatever. I am taking a walk. Don’t wreck the house or I’m going to kick both of your guys’ asses and skinning your hides.”

I walked off, slamming the front door and took out my phone. Scrolling through, I picked the contact labeled as 'Stars N’ Stripes’

“Hello?”

“Hey Steve.”

“Hey doll. What’s up?”

“The Log Man and the Meow-Festation are arguing again.”

“Let me guess, someone scratched the others back?”

“Yeah, basically. Can we go for a walk or something?”

“Sure. I can actually see you right now.”

You waved furiously and he chuckled. You spotted him and gave him a smile. He smiled and waved.

“I’ll be right there. Don’t wander off, Cat-dog.”

“Ha-ha, very funny. Don’t make me bring the claws out.”

“Ooo I’m scared.”

“You should be. Mroof.”

You heard laughter and Steve held open his arms, closing the phone. You walked over and hugged him. He whispered.

“Can you show me?”

“Let’s go to the lake, and then I will.”

Steve smiled and held your hand. You smiled and walked to the lake, your senses picking up many things. Birds, people, the water washing on the shore. Scents assaulted your nose and you sneezed.

'Bless you.“

"Thanks. There are so many smells here.”

Steve chuckled and you two sat on the shore. Steve watched you as your nails grew into claws and long, jagged claws ripped from in between your knuckles. Steve gently caressed the bones and you smiled softly. Steve stated.

'I’m still so amazed how you have saber-tooth and wolf DNA in you.“

"X Chromosome.”

“I thought Victor was your half brother and Logan was your full blooded brother?”

“They’re both my full blooded brothers. Meow-festation just doesn’t like Logan so he calls him his half brother.”

“What about you? Is Victor nice to you?”

“Victor loves me. When we were younger, Vicci would call me so many names like 'Cub’, 'Kitten’, and even 'Fluffy’.”

Steve chuckled and asked.

“And Logan?”

“Logan likes to keep to himself. However, he will open his howling screamer when need to. He hated it when Vicci called me only feline names. Therefore, Logan is only allowed to call me canine associated names. His favorite is 'Bitch’,”

Steve snorted and you giggled. Steve gently kissed you and you let your claws retract, running your hand through his hair. You froze when you heard.

“Oh hell no.”

You pulled back and there stood Logan and Victor. Logan was scowling while Victor quirked an eyebrow up, a smirk on his face.

“(Y/N), don’t tell me you’re dating Mr. Rogers.”

Victor said. You blushed and smiled, a fang popping out.

“Surprise!”

Logan snarled and stated, pushing you away from Steve and standing in between you two.

“No you are not.”

“Logan!”

He looked back and growled.

“I’m your alpha, you listen to me.”

“I listen to nobody.”

I stated, getting in his face. He snarled and growled out.

“Don’t you try to fight for dominance, (Y/N)! I’m your alpha-”

“-I will. You are not going to take the only thing that makes me feel human away.”

Logan was taken back and I stated.

“I didn’t act like this when you were with Jean.”

Victor whistled and said beneath his breath, dragging Steve his way.

“Low blow, Kitten. Mr. Rogers, you might want to stand back.”

“Why?”

“It’s going to get ugly.”

Logan glared at you and you let your claws out, growling. Logan stated.

“You know I’m a lot stronger than you.”

“Too bad your stupidity overrides it!”

You tackled him and went to scratch his face. Suddenly, arms gripped you by your hips and a voice whispered.

“Kitten, it’s not worth it.”

“Victor! Let me go!”

“I can’t do that. You will kill him. Go with Steve, I’ll take care of this idiot.”

You glared at Logan and Victor set you down. He turned you around and you looked into his eyes. Victor smiled softly.

“You tell me if he hurts you, I’ll let him have a taste of cat.”

You cracked a small smile and stated.

“I can take care of myself, Meow-festation.”

Victor grinned at the name and patted your back, pushing you toward Steve.

“Go.”

You nodded and gave one last look to Logan. You took Steve by the hand and quickly led him off. You heard yelling behind you and Steve whispered.

“Ok. I have to admit this. That really made me nervous.”

You looked at Steve, stated. “Bite me,” and rolled your eyes.

[END]

Hurt (Pt.2 of Embarrassed?)

Summary: Philip comes to talk to you

TW:

Masterlist

Part One

You walk down the empty halls of the high school, listening to your heels click against the tiles. You don’t bother turning any of the light on. There are still two hours before students come. You unlock your door and sit at your desk, thinking about the last few days. You had parent-teacher conferences almost a month ago. Since then, Philip seemed much more distant in class. He rarely answered questions or took notes, causing his grades to fall. Most people wouldn’t think you would notice; you taught over a hundred students after all, but you spent an hour with them every day. In that time, you learned so much about them; you treated them as if they were your own children. You tried everything you could to help him. He just seemed to be somewhere else.

You’re pulled out of your trance when someone knocks on your door. “Ms. (L/N)?”

You snap your head up and go to open the door. “Philip? What on earth are you doing here?”

He sits at one of the empty desks. “I needed a place to think. I didn’t think anyone was here, sorry.”

You sigh and shake your head. “Don’t apologize; I’m here for the same reason.”

He looks at you. “What do you have to think about? You don’t have a family at home that you need to take care of.”

You laugh, realizing how much you share about yourself in class. “My cat can be very demanding.”

He smiles slightly. “Please, I want to listen to someone else’s problems for once.”

“Philip, what’s been bothering you?”

He sinks in his seat. “Nothing.”

“You went from having the best grade in my class to barely passing.”

“I don’t want to talk about it!”

You take a deep breath. “Philip, please, let me help you. I want you to succeed.”

“What if I don’t want to succeed?!” he yells. “What if I want to be normal for once?!”

“So, that’s what this is about,” you mutter to yourself.

“It wasn’t enough that I was adopted when I was thirteen or that I had to be smart! No! I had to be adopted by four men! I couldn’t go into a normal family!” He’s crying by this point.

“May I interject?”

He nods and sits down, grabbing the tissues off your desk.

“No one has a normal family. I know that yours may seem pretty abnormal, but you got great parents. They seem to love you as if you were their own son. There is nothing better than having a family that loves you.”

He smiles. “Thank, Ms. (L/N).”

You smile and pull out your laptop. “As much as I love talking to you, I still have papers to grade.”

He looks down. “Could I have an extension?”

“Of course.”

My Cat!

Author: Zoe

(A/N: I love cats and Oscar Isaac.)

Modern Poe Dameron x Reader AU

Plot Summary: A stray cat starts meowing loudly in front of your apartment door. Thus leading to you letting the cat indoors to stay for a few nights while you try to find the owner. On the other hand, Poe’s been putting flyers up all over the town, looking for BB, hoping someone came across his cat.

Originally posted by trelkez

“Meow! Mrah mrah!” You heard small scritches outside your apartment door, debating on whether or not you should get up from your comfy spot laid across the couch eating popcorn out of a bowl like a lizard.

After a few more seconds of meowing and scratching, you sit up and stretch, deciding to be a good samaritan and let the cat in before night fell so it wouldn’t freeze to death.

“Come on in, little buddy. Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.” You creaked the door open, not wanting to scare the feline away from the door. However, the cat just trotted on inside, immediately curling up by your electric fireplace.

“Well that was easy.” You chuckled to yourself and closed the door before the cold wind flies into the apartment.



“BB! BB, where are you?” Poe shivered as he called out into the night, worried sick.

He taped on another ‘Missing Cat’ poster onto a telephone pole and blew into his gloves, trying to warm himself up.

He shouted once again into the night, “BB!” He pulled up his jacket hood, continuing his walk down the street.


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