@wingheadshellhead made a post so I started writing a stevetony thing. Maybe I’ll add more to it at some point? Maybe. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
“au where tony, despite being more of a cat person, has a dog, and steve, despite being more of a dog person, has a cat and their pets end up being friends and getting into trouble w/ the neighbors together and this is how they meet”
Also does anyone have suggestions for what Steve would name his cat? I’m sooo bad at naming things.
Yes, Tony names his dog Cap (a golden retriever) in a non-powered AU, because he’s that much of a dork. Love that boy.
Cap has been missing for two hours and Tony is officially ready to start tearing his hair out.
It’s his own fault, really. Tony knows that Cap has learned how to nudge the gate open with her nose, but he’d been too busy making a morning coffee before heading off to the university to pay too much attention to her when he let her out into the backyard after she’d scarfed down her gourmet breakfast of kibble. Tony was exhausted; he had been up late in his shop, lost track of time and only managed to stumble upstairs at two in the morning, bleary-eyed and covered in grease stains.
To keep the alliance between the Port Mafia and Armed Agency stable, Mori and Fukuzawa arranged for Aku and Atsu to be engaged/be partners. Dazai was the one who dropped the idea to Mori in a secret anonymous letter, so he pretends during the meeting he “hears it for the first time” when it is brought up, Dazai shows his full out support to this (Dazai u manipulative little shit). Fukuzawa goes along with it surprisingly.
When Aku and Atsu find out…..eh I’ll leave it to your imagination.
Fukuzawa and Mori also arrange Dazai’s and Chuuya’s engagement behind their backs to even further stabilize the alliance. You can only imagine Dazai’s surprise and Chuuya’s reaction (Chuuya would not take it well to say the least)…..
How I would imagine their reactions to finding out would be:
Dazai(muttering): “*wide eyed at a loss for words* This….this wasn’t part of the plan…the tables have turned on me…”
Chuuya: *distressed Chuuya noises* *flips chair over he was sitting in as he stands in a flustered rage* *stalks out of room* I-i need wine…
Aku: “*towards Mori calmly* Is this an order?”
Atsu: W-w-wAIT WHAT!? *distressed cat noises*
Mori: “They took this as well as I thought they would.”
So I finally got a picture of Hannibal (hopefully I’ll be getting more later today)
If you’re wondering why he looks sad in the photo,he’s in detention cause he bit another dog while playing. He bit a dog…..and wouldn’t let go of its leg. He was just staring at his trainers with it in his mouth. I mean that poor dog but I can’t help finding it a tad funny. As far as I know detention is the only thing he’s learned so far in behaviour school.
okay okay but a fic where bellarke decide to get a puppy but can't decide on a breed and when they end up at the pound, are torn between like two dogs pretty pls!!
Thanks to the Internet for the puns and thanks to @selflessbellamy for being her awesome self and helping without realizing it!
ur gettin a dog???
u realize hes gonna make tons of stupid puns??? how r u gonna survive
Clarke rolls her eyes as she
reads Raven’s texts.
thanks for being overdramatic!!!
yes we’re getting a dog and it’s awesome and we’re gonna be the most
precious family in town!
u used to be fun
Clarke rolls her eyes again and
doesn’t bother answering. She turns to Bellamy, sitting next to her on the
couch, his laptop on his knees. He has been searching “everything you need
to know when getting a dog”.
“Raven thinks you’re gonna
be insufferable because you’ll make tons of bad puns.”
“She’s right… It’s gonna be
ruff” he answers grinning.
“Ugh” she groans while
nuzzling her head in the crook of his neck.
He laughs softly.
“You sure about this though?”
he can’t help to ask, a little anxious.
She brings her head up again and
looks at him in the eye.
“Of course Bell. It’s gonna
be great” she smiles.
“Pawesome!” he answers
and she punches him in the arm. “Stoop! Okay so where do we start?”
“I think we should go to the
pound” Clarke says “that way we’ll be helping a poor dog.”
Bellamy stares at her for a
“What?” She asks,
“I think I’ve never been
more in love with you” he manages to say before surging to kiss her.
She makes a short noise of
surprise and she’s laughing into the kiss.
“You’re an idiot you know
that?” she breathes when he starts kissing her jaw and neck.
“You told me that before”
he smirks. “I still happened to made you fall in love with me.”
“Yeah yeah you’re puuuurfect.”
Bellamy stops as soon as the word
comes out of her mouth.
“You’re the most perfect
woman on Earth.” And he starts kissing her neck again.
She has to force herself to push
“Bellamy… If we want to do this,
we gotta do it now. Before I change my mind.”
He gets up immediately and takes
her hand, already running and forcing Clarke to follow awkwardly after him.
“Let’s not lose any more
minute. Try to keep it in your pants woman.”
“You were the one kiss-attacking
“To the car!”
Clarke just laughs at his
In the car, while Bellamy is
driving, she checks her messages again.
why r u not answering
did bellamy kill you with his puns
that’s it isnt it
u were right!!! im going mutts!!!
When Clarke tells Bellamy the
exchange he has to stop to kiss her again.
At the pound, the girl welcoming
them is really nice and takes the time to give them some information on the
dogs they have. She tells them that’ll be better for them to take a puppy,
easier to raise etc etc, and when Clarke meets the eyes of one she can’t
disagree. The girl explains that most of the dogs they have here had a pretty
rough – Clarke and Bellamy exchange a look and try not to laugh out loud –
time, some of the dogs were beaten, some were abandonned. It breaks both
Bellamy and Clarke’s hearts to hear that and they know they made the right
choice by coming there. Their instincts to protect everyone will be a good use.
The only problem is that Bellamy
and Clarke can’t seem to agree on what kind of dog they want. Obviously they
want a small dog because they don’t have a garden yet and the poor dog would be
just unhappy in their appartment.
Clarke has found a little jack
russell that she finds a-do-ra-ble! It’s a boy and he starts licking Clarke’s
hand as soon as Clarke kneels down to pet her.
But Bellamy has only eyes for the
small beagle. This one is a girl and her ears are falling a little bit, she has
been rescued from a dog fight – her first and only one thankfully – but she
still has a small scar on her tail.
The girl from the welcoming desk
lets them argue over which puppy is the cutest and will be the best companion
for their future life and kids.
“Bellamy Blake I’m divorcing
you if we don’t take this adorable boy into our house right now!”
“We’re not even married
Clarke! Mine is cuter and must be protected at all cost. She’s been in a
“Your intention is noble but
your opinion is wrong.” She takes her puppy in her arms then and levels
the puppy’s eyes to Bellamy’s to try to move him.
Bellamy reciprocates by doing the
same with his puppy and the picture
of them two holding their puppies to face the other would make their friends
roll their eyes and laugh their ass off.
Clarke and Bellamy though don’t
realize how ridiculous they are.
After an hour or two – yes hour – the girl comes back to see them
arms crossed each on one side of the room staring at each other.
“Err… Have you guys decide? We’re
closing soon, so…”
They both share a look, uncross
their arms and come closer to the girl. Bellamy takes Clarke’s hand in his own
when they say in the same time:
“We’ll take both of them.”
They name the puppies Picasso and
Cleo because they are nerds and they’re embracing it.
In the ride’s home, after getting
everything they needed for the dogs (plural!!!), Bellamy and Clarke agree on
some rules to keep the eventual mess to a minimum.
No dogs on the bed (both Picasso
and Cleo end up in their bed this very night).
They have to take turns on the
potty training (Bellamy finally does it because Clarke can’t stay mad at the
puppies long enough for them to understand that it is not okay to piss on their
They also have to take turns on
which one of them is supposed to feed the dogs (and after Bellamy forgets for
the third time Clarke just decide to do it every morning before going to work).
But mainly their goal is to annoy
their friends as quickly as possible. Bellamy bets they wouldn’t bear with
their puns more than two weeks. Clarke has even less faith in their friends’
patience and bets one of them will throw shoes at them the next time they hang
It’s the sentence “Whatevfur
we’re so happy with the puppies, it’s very diffurrent from the cat I had in high
school, furtunately Bellamy is pawesome with them! We’re gonna keep them
furever!” that do it.
Both Miller and Raven throw their
shoes at the laughing mess Bellamy and Clarke form in this moment.
“I fucking hate that bitch.” Anger seethed through you as you slammed through your boyfriend of 1 year’s dressing room door.
“Woah, woah slow down there Y/N, what’d I do this time!?” Seth exclaimed as a concerned look washed over his previously joyful face.
“No! Not you this time. That fucking bitch Dana Brooke.” Tearing off the black tape fastened around your hands, your voice rose, almost silencing the muffled voices from outside the dressing room. Slumping down onto the bench in the centre of the room, your head soon reached your hands; not in being upset, just through being in complete resentment. You had to maintain your ever-growing fury in one way or another, Seth seemed to be your only option - well it’s rocket science to realise he doesn’t catch on that quick.
He was quick to sit beside you, one of his hands sat with a firm grip upon the top of your thigh. “Wait, what happened?” He questioned, softly tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.
“Seth, are you kidding me? Did you not watch your own girlfriends match!?” Your volume grew even louder, not being able to understand why your own boyfriend didn’t have a damn clue what you were on about. “How do you not know what I’m talking about?”
“I did watch your match Y/N… I also had to get changed as well, considering my match was right before yours. Don’t go and get stressy at me and just tell me what’s up.” Seth now became more like yours, speaking in more of a raspy tone whilst he gradually lifted his hand away from your thigh, intertwining his fingers with yours.
“I’m not even over exaggerating here Seth, she literally almost dropped me directly on my head during our match and then once we get backstage, she had the nerve to come up to me, telling me that I almost put her life in danger and was my fault.” You yelled, your tenseness becoming more and more evident as you strangled Seth’s hand. “Not gonna lie, I was so tempted to just punch her flat in the face right there and then but I’m not that low of a person.”
The tension was almost too much at this point to contain. Nobody had ever made you feel this way before; not even Seth and god he had pissed you off before. At this point in time, Seth wasn’t doing much help either, maybe you had to take matters into your own hands. It was almost as if a sudden urge rushed over you, the urge to just slap that bitch right across her jaw. You body somewhat automatically seemed to snap into a standing position, edging towards the door before a stiff grip forced you to stop. “Seth, let me go.”
“You need to calm down.” Seth comforted, stroking the back of your head whilst positioned tightly in a hug against your dainty frame.
“She almost ruined my career Seth, and then why is it my fault? She’s delirious.” This on-going build up of rage you tried to compress was growing even more difficult to bear. Your instant reaction; pick up the nearest object and lob it across the room- and so you did. The obnoxiously loud crash of the water bottle hitting one of the lockers, evidently made you flinch.
“I needed that.” Seth began to chuckle, stepping towards you after your short outburst.
“Why are you laughing?” You scoffed, watching as he yet continued to laugh to himself.
Instantaneously you were dragged into a strong embrace, Seth’s thumbs rubbing against the apples of your cheeks. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”That one sentence was enough to drive any girl mad; you weren’t any exception. Him just standing there drove you mad, a rollercoaster of emotions would all surge through your body at once every time he talked, every time he touched you, every time that famous smirk would etch on his face.
When Seth got ‘turned on’ he would go full force. That’s why it came to no surprise that before you knew it, you were firmly pressed against the wall, shielded by his hunky build. A constant flurry of kisses were placed upon your lips, carrying down to your neck.
“Seth, not here.” You breathed in between kisses. “We’re at work.”
“And… does that matter.” He growled against your neck, pressing his body closer into yours.
“Yes, it does Seth…” You continued, pressing his chest away with your palm, biting your lip at the same time. “I have to go and meet the other girls.”
“You always meet them… c’mon babe.” He consistently pestered, the aim to guilt trip you into doing as he said. You couldn’t though.
“Baby… I’d love to stay but I have to film a scene for Total Divas in like 5.”
“Great so we have 5 minutes?” Seth perked up, longing on the thought of you having 5 minutes to yourself for once in your overly hectic schedule. You could see instantly Seth’s facial expression deteriorate into disappointment and you slowly shook your head, beginning to walk towards the door.
“Don’t go baby, please.” His poor attempt of expressing “puppy dog” eyes didn’t help him out much, just left you giggling lightly to yourself.
“Sethy, I have 5 hours later once I’m done, okay?” You negotiated with him, leaving him stood still, eyebrows furrowed together, deep in thought.
“Yeah but… I don’t think you can go looking like that Y/N…” He voice rose, your body left with ultimately a sense of concern.
“I swear to god if you’ve ruined my makeu-” Your words came to a halt whilst you watched your boyfriend motion his hand towards his neck, clearly pointing out a certain mark he embedded on your skin. “You seriously gave me a hickey? The makeup team are going to kill me!” You couldn’t contain your laughter at this point, however, you had to maintain your cool. Seth certainly wasn’t going to get his way; like always.
“Well looks as though you’ll have to stay here.” His eyes gleamed hope, only wanting for you to give into his ways of words.
“Good try Rollins. See you tonight baby.” You grinned from ear to ear, winking in his direction, finally walking out to get yourself sorted - well that was all thanks to your extremely dominant and immensely attractive boyfriend Seth Rollins.
A/N - Woo! It’s done! I really enjoyed writing this one so hopefully you enjoy reading it! It was a great request to fulfill xo ~ Nikkii
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Just got a call asking us to help some poor dogs. A mother/daughter greyhound pair are in need of a new home after their owner passed away. They are in my town, so my greyhound group asked if we could take them in temporarily. There are no meet-and-greet events down here so eventually they have to get to a different foster home, but we already had a haul earlier this month from Alabama, and we have dogs coming out of the prison program next week. Our foster homes are kind of maxed out at the moment. We said yes (because we’re suckers for dogs in need), but that means we need to hurry up and MOVE already into the new house. It also means we’re about to (temporarily) have a 4 dog house.
Summary: A day in the… er, life of Dan and his ghost boyfriend, Phil.
Notes: Happy Halloween! I can’t say this turned out exactly how I wanted it to, because I put off writing it until literally last night (apparently I procrastinate even when it comes to things I want to do), but I finished it on time and that’s the important thing! This oneshot is based on a dream I had a month ago. Also, this is rather lighthearted despite Phil being dead.