dogs in court

  • andrew: a man can only have so many issues
  • neil: emphasis on "so many"

“Better luck next time.”

Bank Robber AU for @ambiguous-eyepatch for the Valentines @aftgexchange!

I had a lot of fun drawing these and I hope you like it! 😃

I realized too late that this wasn’t exactly what you meant by your prompt, sorry about that, but I hope it’s still okay!

The rest of my mini-fic/headcanons/ramblings about this AU are below the cut:

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This is for @squaddreamcourt. Your other prompt is also in the works.

I hope you enjoy.It’s for feysand

Did you steal someone’s cat ?


There was a knock at the door.

“Come in.”he said.

Feyre walked in and Rhys smiled,”Hey,darling.”


Rhys got up,leaving the paperwork at desk,to kiss her but he stopped in his tracks when he saw something black and furry in her arms.



She looked at him,her blue-grey eyes shining.She gave him a smile,a smile she gave him when she wanted something.Rhys stepped closer,nearer to her until he saw what Feyre was holding.He sucked in a breath.

“Did you steal someone’s cat,darling.”

She brought the cat closer to her face and pouted her lips,”She’s a stray.I found her at the rainbow,in my shop.”

Rhys pinched the bridge of his nose.He hated cats.When he was young, about 15 years old,Cassian had brought a stray cat into their house,which his mother let him keep.Needless to say that cat hated Rhys and tried to scratch his Illyrian wings.


“Please, Rhys.This cat doesn’t have a home.”

“Feyre,I love you but no.I can give you everything else except this.”

“What do you have against cats,Rhys?”

He sighed,”When I was…,”

Vivian came in and grinned,”Hey!”

You are telling me about it later she whispered through the bond.

Vivian saw what was in her mother’s arms.She squealed with delight as she gathered the cat in her arms.

“This is the stray cat in the shop,right?”

Feyre nodded.He gulped. If Feyre wasn’t able to convince  him,she brought in Vivian,their 17 year old daughter.

“Dad, can we keep it?”

“No,princess.I’m sorry.”

Her eyes widened,her lips pouted,her violet eyes glimmered as she brought the cat to her face,stroking it with her cheek.

The puppy dog face.Rhys wasn’t able to resist that,he wanted to give his daughter everything she wanted after all she was his daughter.The first child born in centuries for Night Court.The cat meowed,widening its eyes.

Don’t give in ,Rhys,Don’t give in.


Rhys let out a breath,”Alright.”

“Yes!,”Both Vivian and Feyre screamed.

“Thank you,daddy.I love you.”

Vivian cradled the cat.The cat playing with the strands of loose hair.

“I’m going to call you…Luna.”

The cat meowed as if it accepted and Vivian walked away with it.

“I love you,Rhys.”

Rhys smiled and brought Feyre in for a kiss.

“And I you,darling.”


I don’t know about you, but I’m appalled that Petsmart does not sell “Happy Bananaversary” dog cookies and quite frankly, I’m ready to sue

I saw a post about service dogs and my hand slipped

Part I | Part II

  • It was Bee’s idea to suggest a service dog to Andrew
  • She brought it up during his joint session with Aaron
    • Andrew simply said “No.” before standing up and leaving
  • He figured the dog would be more trouble than it was worth, and would attract a lot of unwanted attention. Plus he didn’t think he needed one, simple as that.
    • He never told Neil about Betsy’s suggestion
  • It wasn’t until he left Neil alone at Palmetto for a week while he traveled around looking at Pro Exy teams, that he began to entertain the idea.
  • Neil told him he was ‘fine’ without Andrew constantly next to him
    • (He woke up a couple nights from nightmares but he wasn’t about to complain)
  • But the day before Andrew got back was a really bad day, and Neil couldn’t hide his panic attack from the others. Matt called Andrew when he couldn’t get a response out of Neil, and it was only after about ten minutes of Andrew talking to him on the phone that Neil could finally breathe again.
  • The next day Andrew went to Bee and told her Yes.

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Being Norman Reedus' daughter would include...

Cuddles on the couch every sunday watching twd, him trying not to keep the spoilers to himself while you watch.

Him always double checking that you actually like the show and not just watching to make him happy.

Never being allowed on a motorcycle he isn’t driving.

You and Mingus texting each other from across the room while your dad sits there anxious to know what you’re laughing at.

You and him leaving a bowl of food outside for the stray cats to eat.

Always pulling his sunglasses off and tucking his hair behind his ear as soon as you guys get home, wishing he wasn’t so nervous to show his face.

Going out for pizza at midnight when all three of you can’t sleep.

Helping him open up all the fan mail in his trailer and stealing the cool stuff sent.

The both of you always having to stop when you see a dog and pet it.

Court side seats during basketball games and constantly making him switch seats so you can be next to him and your brother through the night.

Him trying to hug you after a long day of filming covered in dirt and blood and running away from him.

Him letting you win in GTA until the day comes when you start kicking his ass and he needs to try again.

Him always wanting to hold hands like when you were little, and insisting upon it at conventions.

Him making a shout out to you and Mingus at his panel and seeing your face turn bright red.

Always arguing who has cooler socks and it ends in a footie war

Begging him for twd spoilers but he refuses, so you poke his side because he’s so ticklish and has to give in.

“Uncle Sean” coming over every St. Patrick’s day for a Boondock Saints marathon.

Stealing his leather jackets.

Him catching you smoking one of his cigarettes and grounding you for a month saying how bad it is while he finishes it for you.

Handing you coffee in the morning while he wraps his arm around you and plants a kiss on your forehead.

Andrew + cats headcanons

Andrew Minyard and cats will never not mean everything to me. Consider these concepts:

  • Consider: Andrew silently assigning the cats percentage points when he’s annoyed not that he’ll ever admit it out loud
  • Andrew Minyard telling the cats “I hate you” as often as he tells Neil.
  • Andrew Minyard then proceeding to feed them and allows the cats to gently headbutt his hands in appreciation
  • King Fluffkins coughing up a hairball and Andrew freezing up and cautiously staring at the cat because? what is he supposed to do??
  • Andrew keeps his reaction impassive, but he cleans up the hairball diligently anyways and make sure to keep the cat in his sight for the rest of the day
  • (If Neil catches on that he’s being nicer that day than he usually is, well, Neil knows when to keep his mouth shut)
  • Consider: one of the cats getting food poisoning and really sick 
  • Andrew literally dropping everything he’s doing to rush to the vet
  • Andrew Minyard walking in and dumping the poor cat on the alarmed receptionist’s desk
  • Andrew keeping his face neutral as always but for once he really is concerned. 
  • The vet asking for the cat’s name. 
  • Andrew deadpanning “Sir Fat Cat McCatterson” 
  • Andrew upping the cat’s percentage points to 275%
  • He’s also upping Neil’s percentage points for getting him into this damn mess
  • Consider: Andrew confiding Renee about what happened 
  • Renee knowing a surprising amount of knowledge about cats (she volunteered at an animal shelter a while back) and telling Andrew if he ever has any questions he could come to her. Andrew wishing he could glare at Renee over the phone
  • Renee being Helpful™ and gifting him a book the next time he sees her
  • Andrew Minyard browsing the Internet and library to find books like “The Cat Owner’s Manuel” in case anything happens again
  • Consider: Andrew lounging around his apartment reading the books 
  • Andrew bringing the books with him to practice or to out-of-state games
  • Andrew glaring at anyone who comments on them
  • Andrew does not murder Neil for smiling when he sees him with the books for the first time, but he does add +1% to his hate meter
  • Andrew Minyard reading the cat food ingredients carefully the next time he goes grocery shopping
  • Consider: Andrew and Neil finally coming home at last after a really tiring flight. Them curling up on the couch & the cats jumping up to greet them
  • Neil tiredly and softly whispering greetings and praises in Russian 
  • (Neil’s and Andrew’s Russian are very good by now. They use it a lot at home)
  • Consider: The cats learning to understand basic Russian commands
  • Consider: The cats being part of Andrew and Neil
  • Consider: Andrew growing to love hate them as fiercely as he loves hates Neil
  • Consider: The cats growing to be part of why Andrew lives through each day
  • …..
  • Now consider: One of the cats dying. 
  • Should we bury him?”  “I thought you were more in the habit of burning bodies.”  “Can you not be an asshole right now?
  • rip

But because I don’t want to end on a sad note, here’s a bonus:

  • Imagine Kevin Day meeting the cats for the first time. 
  • Imagine Sir Fat Cat hating him. 
  • Sir hisses at him. Sir tries to scratch him. Sir snarls whenever Kevin gets too close
  • Kevin catches on pretty quickly he’s unwanted and takes great pains to avoid Sir Fat Cat whenever he goes to Andrew and Neil’s apartment 
  • Kevin tries to pet King Fluffkins next, but King Fluff just turns his head and walk away whenever Kevin approaches 
  • “I’m a dog person anyways,” Kevin moodily tries to justify to himself. This is a strike to his ego.
  • Andrew doesn’t comment on it, but the next time Sir tries to jump into Andrew’s lap he doesn’t push Sir Fat Cat off. 
  • In fact, he gives him a rare scratch behind his ear.
  • When Neil finds out he gives Sir Fat Cat and King Fluffkins a treat
  • They’re all Instigators at Heart
  • I love them

Anyways, I just want to say that Andrew + cats is a gift from the heavens and we should all treasure it for all of eternity

(Psst, feel free to add your headcanons too!!)