What should I name a kitten? My cat just had a litter of three and I get to name one!
“bro, have you ever even seen a kitten?”
“NO BUT I HEARD THEY’RE REALLY REALLY CUTE AND I CAN JUST IMAGINE HOW SOFT AND FLUFFY AND WONDERFUL THEY ARE AND IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY!!”
“so you got any name ideas?”
“WELL … IT DEPENDS! MAYBE IT’S A BOY AND MAYBE IT’S A GIRL! OR MAYBE IT DOESN’T WANT A GENDERED NAME! OR MAYBE IT’S GOT REALLY PRETTY ORANGE FUR OR MAYBE IT’S ALL BLACK OR MAYBE IT’S LOTS OF DIFFERENT COLORS OR–”
“how bout fluffy?”
“yep. i bet it’s a fluffy kitten.”
“HMM … MAYBE. I DON’T KNOW. IT’S A GOOD NAME, BUT I BET THERE ARE OTHERS.”
“OOOH, LIKE THE STORIES YOU TOLD US? I LIKE THAT, TOO!”
Ok that was supposed to be comment not an actual thing but I guess I'm a horrible person now so I'll just go away
Well. I mean.
As I’ve said previously, I don’t have a problem with it? I’m not personally upset or offended or anything. I have very little ire about it? If anybody actually thinks that a silly little comment about a fictional character is anything to judge of ones own character, they may need to take a step back.
I don’t think you’re horrible, however I don’t think I can rightfully speak for anyone else.
I said in an earlier ask that I wouldn’t have drawn Mono upset if I didn’t want to take the opportunity to do so. But. I did. So, yeah. It was of my own volition.
I’ve been known to respond to comments sometimes. If you didn’t/don’t want me to take the chance of me responding to a comment in the future, you would be better off just… not commenting something nasty. Eheheh…;;
You don’t need to run away from me or anything, but you do you. If you feel you NEED to leave, I’m not going to fuss to make you stay, sweetheart. Do what you feel is best! Just know I’m not mad or trying to paint you with animosity. :)
Mckirk fluff idea: Bones gets turned into a kid, who’s small even for his age, with big hazel eyes and a mop of brown hair. To everyone’s surprise, he sticks to Spock like glue, following him around like a duckling, asking him a million science questions, and telling him proudly, “I’m gonna be a doctor when I’m big!”
Spock smiles gently, visibly content, but Jim’s quite distressed over the situation. He thought he was good with kids, but whenever he tries to talk to mini Bones, he hides behind Spock’s leg, clutching tight, and looks at him with big wary hazel eyes. Jim’s heart breaks every time.
Jim can’t stand the kid’s discomfort around him and asks him why he’s scared of him. He earns a huff from the kid, who mumbles, “I’m not scared…it’s just…” he blushes like crazy, “You’re really pretty…”
Bonus: Jim grinning like crazy when Bones turns back to normal, crooning, “You think I’m preeeeetttty.” Bones just blushes and glares, and Jim sneaks close to give a kiss to his nose, saying, “Don’t worry, I think you’re pretty too.”
By the way, I was catching up with Bones last night, and who comes waltzing in? Fucking Balthazar, posing as a French Interpol detective. And there I was all happy and proud, going, Whoa, nice French accent he’s got there, and then Damn, he can actually say a few words as well and also Really, that’s top-notch work on his language skills, quite impressive, when my spidey sense flared up and I check and -
It was mostly quiet in the car, expected for the news playing on the radio and a clicking noise. Logan looked in the backseat and saw Xavier was asleep so he turn off the radio. He still heard the clicking sound and looked over at Laura. She was looking out the window as she unlock and lock the truck door, over and over again.
“Knock it off.” Logan said but she continued. “I said knock it off.”
“She’s a child, Logan.” Xavier said, as he woke up. Logan looked back over at Laura as she looked at him. She kept a straight face as she kept locking and unlocking the truck door.
“And point of fact, she is your…”
“Laura?” Issac said, taking a quick glance at her before he looked back at the road. “Laura, honey, can you stop doing that?” She still didn’t responded as she kept locking and unlocking the car door. “Okay, then.” Holding down the button on his side, so Laura couldn’t hit the button anymore. “Hello, Issac to Laura.” She looked over at him. “Sorry honey, but that was getting annoying.”
“It’s okay Issac, it was my fault.” Laura said, smiling as she looked away. “I was getting lost in my thoughts again.”
“It’s okay honey.” Issac said, smiling. “I know you got Owen on your mind.”
“God, not this shit again.” Laura said, shaking her head. “I don’t know why you keep saying he likes me.” She looked over at Issac. “He’s a complete asshole.”
“I keep saying it because,” Issac said, looking over at her, smiling. “He does.”
can you write something about Sebastian meeting your family or you meeting his?
Word Count: 1646
Warnings: a few swear words and some weird family moments
Y/F/N = your father’s name
It was the day that seemed wouldn’t come soon enough, your boyfriend
Sebastian was finally going to meet your parents. You had met his mother
months ago, Sebastian was adamant that his mother met the girl that one
day he knew he would be spending the rest of his life with. Sebastian
hadn’t been able to meet your parents when you ideally wanted him to
considering he was reshooting for Civil War and then almost immediately
afterwards he was promoting the film travelling across the world. Plus
your parents didn’t live in America so it was harder to get both them
and Sebastian successfully in the same place. Your silent prayers were
answered when your parents decided that were coming to visit you and
your sister in New York.
Your parents were staying with your sister which you were thankful
for because as much as you adored them they could be a tad annoying
sometimes and plus you wanted spend some alone time with Sebastian
without interruption. You were going to dinner at your sister’s house so
that Sebastian could formally meet your parents. You weren’t nervous
because you knew that your parents would love Sebastian because he was
one the nicest people ever so naturally your parents would take aliking
to him. You hoped deeply that Sebastian would love them because you
loved your parents and you loved him, you just wanted everyone to get
Sebastian was currently pacing back and forth around the living room,
he was more than nervous to finally meet your parents. He was scared
they wouldn’t like him and deem him suitable for you due to the fact
that his job as an actor limited the time the two of you could be alone
together. You didn’t care about any of this because you loved sebastian
and saw a bright future with him and now civil war was over the two of
you had more time to spend together.
“Sebastian are you okay?” You asked leaning against the doorframe and
watching him pace back and forth like a mad man. His head whipped
around at the sound of your voice, his face instantly softened as he saw
you there smiling softly at him.
“I’m fine just a little nervous.” Sebastian replied coming over to
you, you opened your arms and he instantly buried his head in the crook of
your neck. He inahled the scent of the over priced perfume he brought
you last christmas, the smell lingers throughout your house and always
calms Seb instantly. It smells like home.
no need to be they’ll love you and plus my dad is a huge marvel fan.” You
said as Sebastian’s head rose from your neck so that the two of you were
face to face. His face cracked up into a smile, the mood was no longer
heavy but was light as you ran your hand through his hair soothingly.
me Seb they’ll love you and if they don’t who cares because I love
you.” You said making Sebastian’s smile grow wider. He looked at you
with eyes full of adoration as you spoke.
“I love you too
Y/N.” Sebastian said before pressing a brief but none the less loving
and passionate kiss to your lips. When Sebastian pulled back you almost
felt like whining then you realised that you had to be at your sister’s
house in twenty minutes so reluctantly you untangled yourself from his
embrace and put your coat on.
“Come on Seb let’s go
before we’re late and parents ground me.” You joked and Sebastian
laughed at your terrible little joke with a twinkle in his eyes as he
marvelled in your beauty. It was all cut short as you ushered Seb out of
You arrived at your sister’s house on time and when you
knocked at the door you were surprised that you weren’t greeted by your
sister but rather your father. He smiled widely upon seeing you, it had
been so long and he was glad he go to see his ‘little girl’ again.
who’s this?” Your father asked gesturing to Sebastian whose nerves had
kicked in at the sight of your father standing at the door. Like you he
had expected to be greeted by your sister which meant he had a few more
moments to collect his nerves so that he could be cool, calm and
collected infront of your parents. That all went out of the window once
he saw your father he swore there were sweat patches on his dress
“Dad this is Sebastian my boyfriend.” You said
squeezing Seb’s hand noticing how hot under the collar he was. Sebastian
visibly and audibly gulped as your dad’s eyes raked over him silently
“Nice to meet you Sebastian I’m Y/F/N.” Your
dad said offering his hand for Sebastian to shake, Seb looked down at
your father’s hand and then back at you with a panicked expression. You
sighed shaking your head smiling at your dad as if it was some apology
for Sebastian who was frozen still.
“Seb baby he wants
you to shake his hand not stare at it.” You said with a light tone
trying not to convey to dad what was really going on and just how
nervous really Sebastian was. Seb swallowed thickly glancing towards
you where you smiling at him in reassurance. He knew he needed to grow a
pair because impressing your parents only furthered your relationship
So using all the strength Sebastian had, he extended his
hand and shook your father’s with a firm grip. Just as Sebastian’s hand
fell from your father’s your mother came to the door wondering why your
father was taking so long. “Y/F/N what’s taking you so long?” She called
as she walked towards the door, your father didn’t answer as she took
one look at you and charged forward pulling you in for a bone crushing
“Y/N sweetie you look beautiful.” Your mother said
pinching your cheeks slightly making heat creep to said cheeks.
Sebastian watched with an amused smile as your mother did this like she
used to when you were young. “Thanks mum.” You grumbled as she pulled
away from you and set her sight on Sebastian.
never told me your boyfriend was so handsome, you’re a lucky girl.” Your
mum said with a wink. You buried your head in your hands as she flashed
Seb a flirty smile, Sebastian laughed at both you and your mother.
on let’s go in I don’t about you but I’m hungry.” She said ushering you
indoors. As you walked in with Sebastian your mother made another
flirty remark, “So Sebastian are you single?” Your mother asked and your
eyes widened in shock, you really wanted to find a hole in so that you
could go die in it.
“For you I might be.” Sebastian said
noticing your embarrassment and wanting nothing more than to see you as
hot under the collar as he was only five seconds ago. Meeting your
mother and her little remarks was more relaxing than Sebastian thought
it would be.
You sat down next to your sister who was unusually silent
mostly because she was watching Sebastian and your mother flirt with
eachother right infront of you. They were sat next to eachother and you
knew your mother did it on purpose just to tease you.
Sebastian do you workout? Because you sure look like you do.” Your
mother said gripping your boyfriend’s bulging bicep. Sebastian smirked
as you nearly spat out some of the water you were drinking, your father
looked just as umimpressed as you and like you he said nothing silently
watching the two of them.
“I do it’s gets very hot if
you know what I mean.” Sebastian said and you rolled your eyes at the
cocky little shit because only ten minutes ago was he frozen still being
incredibly nervous. Now he was out of his shell and you hated every
single second of it.
“I think I do.” Your mother said
running a hand over his chest and you felt like throwing up because
watching your mum flirt with your boyfriend was the worst kind of
“Actually I don’t you do mother.” You said with a
sly grin of your own. Your mother and Sebastian almost seemed surprised
that you spoke uo assuming that you were going to sit there and slowly
go insane watching the two of them.
“Then enlighten me
sweetheart.” Your mother said with a challenging smirk, you knew she was
being playful you could tell by the slight twinkle in her eyes.
hot he means me and him naked and on a bed if you know what I mean.” You
said repeating Seb’s earlier words. Your mother smirked almost proud of
you and Sebastian’s face was as pink as the deep pink dress
your sister was wearing.
“You really are my daughter.” Your mother said taking a sip of her wine.
“I’m hurt that you ever doubted me.” You said and your mother chuckled as your father shook his head in disapproval.
“Oh my god this is gonna be a long night I can feel it.” Your sister grumbled making you and your mother laugh simultaneously.
have no idea."You and your mother said at the same time. You flashed
Seb a smirk and even threw a wink in for good measure. His face got
redder (if that was even possible) as he tucked into his dinner with a
The rest of the night was a success and mostly consisted you of you and your mother teasing Seb and a lot of Seb and your mother teasing you. Your father and him talked about Marvel as well as Seb’s home country of Romania. Everyone was laid back and seemed to really like Sebastian (which you were glad for.) Your family were a little crazy especially your mother but
at least they liked him and he liked them.
Fic: Every Hour is Saved (FemShep, Garrus, Hannah Shepard; Shakarian)
(Pasting an image rather than replying directly because of computer glitch. Sigh.)
Every Hour is Saved
Gift-giving was notoriously difficult across species.
Both turians and humans gave food as gifts. But Garrus couldn’t digest Shepard’s chocolate, and his misilium would poison her. She bought him a rose, and he sneezed for three days; he bought her a book of poetry, but the translation was… well.
“What does ‘to love beyond talanex and across laelirus mean?” Shepard asked, frowning as she spun the poem up and down on her omnitool.
“It’s, uh,” Garrus said, “well, talanex is—it has to do with… relative social status, but also your comparative dedication to… I guess ‘family duty’ is close, but it also has to do with….” He flexed his fingers. “…I don’t think I can explain it.”
Shepard gave him an eyebrows-raised look.
“I never said I was a poet,” Garrus pointed out, and Shepard couldn’t stop herself snickering.
After the disaster with the lingerie, which had them both laughing so hard that Shepard almost fell off the couch, they decided: no more gifts. It didn’t matter. It was enough to have someone there for you: a shoulder to cry on, a strong right arm, a warmth in the night.
They give you a garbage bag to carry all your stuff, like they’re telling you everything you own is garbage. And then you have to go to a new school in clothes that smell like garbage bags. They bounce you from place to place, and it’s never home.