little furry friend

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"I bought you a cat" Bucky

I gotta admit, I died laughing when I saw this.

Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

Bucky stared back and forth between you and the small plastic crate. He squinted his eyes and tilted his head in confusion.

“Why?” He asked blinking at you.

“I went to a shelter today to do some volunteer work and I met this little guy and he reminded me of you so I got him for you.” You smiled at him.

“A cat, reminded you of me?” He tilted his head the other direction.

“Yes, he’s anti-social just like you. You guys should get along great. I even bought you a litter box and toys!” You held up the plastic bag in your other hand.

You set the crate down and opened the door so Bucky’s new little furry friend could explore the room. He poked his little black head out and looked around before gingerly stepping one paw outside then darting under Bucky’s bed.

“See, he’s already making himself at home!” You took out the supplies and set everything up as Bucky just continued to stare at you. “Have fun you guys!”

- One Week Later -

“How’s the cat?” You looked at Bucky from across the counter before taking a sip of your coffee.

“His name is Sam.” He didn’t bother looking up at you.

“Why?” You tried to hold back a giggle.

“Because he’s an asshole.” Bucky replied.

Nat spit out her coffee all over Steve as you died laughing. Sam threw his hands in the air, clearly offended by Bucky’s statement. Bucky nonchalantly cleaned up his plate throwing it in the sink before walking off to his room, Sam right on his heels.

“That’s not cool man! You can’t do shit like that!” Sam yelled.

“I’m gonna train him to hunt Red Wing next!” That was the last thing you heard before Bucky’s bedroom door slammed shut.


1.2K DRABBLE CELEBRATION

Today my little cat passed away. He’d been weak for nearly a month. Two weeks ago I took him to the vet. Last week he was diagnosed with Ascites (basically it’s an abnormal accumulation of fluid in the peritoneal cavity) and confined for a day until the vet said it was okay to take him home, feed him (because he wouldn’t eat on his own, he had no appetite), and just give him his medicines. The situation was manageable until yesterday when he got even weaker. Today before I left for school, my mom told me to prepare myself in case anything happened. When I returned, he was already gone.

We were together for only 14 months. I took him home last year when he was still a few days old, fed him, bathed him, and raised him. And in the past 14 months, he’d been one of my everything. He had my heart. He was probably the kindest and most loving cat among my five cats. He never once scratched me or anyone in the house for that matter. Just the sweetest.

I’m going to miss him so much. I’m literally crying while typing this.    

*No Ordinary Feline* Newt x reader


◘ Anonymous asked:

Dear Author, You have great works here! Hope that upcoming weekend will be great for You! My request is the following. You and Newt had a row because You were jealous to Tina . You went back to Your flat, but on the doorstep sits a cat. With Your live to animals You take it home. And to this cat You share all Your emotion. But it will not be an ordinary cat 😊… all best to You

a/n: I’m so happy to be back!!! I hope you guys enjoy this one! 

Descending down in to Newt’s case, you sighed when you saw Newt hunched over a piece of parchment and scribbling intently. You and Newt had met a year ago and recently started dating. Everything had been going perfectly until Tina started writing to Newt more often than usual. You noticed he had suddenly become more interested in writing back to her than spending time with you.

“Newt?” You quietly walked up beside him and leaned over his shoulder to see the words:

Dear Tina

You sighed, and asked him if he’d be coming out soon to join you for some afternoon tea.

“Can we maybe have tea later? I’m writing to Tina right now.”

Newt’s words faded as you began wondering why he was always writing to Tina. Was it because she was prettier? Smarter?

Sighing, you sat down on a stool and rested your head in your hand.

“Something wrong, love?”

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Nevada Ramirez & Crybaby: and ‘Cookie’

Yea… this happened… I’m still really distracted by Raúl and the puppy…

Originally posted by notmyacht

Canon Character: Nevada ‘Trujillo’ Ramirez (Trouble In The Heights)
OC: ‘Crybaby’ Caroline, long-time girlfriend and consistent thorn in his side.
The Ta-Do: House party, not too far from their new apartment.
Warnings: Cussing, drug use (smokin’ reefer), feels.


“Crybaby!”

While pouting, she twist a bit at the waist, mostly just to please him. “What'dya want?” Hollering, over the music coming from someone’s shitty speaker system. “I’m busy.”

Nevada groaned, started shouldering his way through the crowd so he could manage to curl a hand around her wrist. “You’re not busy,” he splayed fingers out towards the little collection of now-hushed girls she was standing with; pretty young ladies wearing too-short skirts, gossiping and chatting about nothing really important- “You’re chattin’, c'mon.”

He tugged at her waist, Caroline rolled her eyes and began reciting her ’I’m sorry’s to the girls who understood, as she was drug through the little apartment. There really shouldn’t be this many people here, she thought to herself, while struggling to maintain the pace of her man’s strides. It was probably a fire hazard, or should be…

But nobody really cared about that.

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so since I’m probably getting pet rats in a couple weeks and I’m excited for them, what if all the Pines had their own very close pet, not just Mabel with Waddles?

Dipper would, I think, do a ton of research before selecting a strange, somewhat exotic pet that fits his personality. Maybe an African Grey parrot, known to be super smart, that Dipper spends hours trying to teach intelligence puzzles and increasingly complicated phrases? Imagine Dipper using his parrot as a study aide, pretending its a person he’s teaching the content to (they say teaching something is the best way to properly learn it) and this leads to amusing situations where the parrot starts including trigonometric functions and the steps of mitosis into its everyday randomly repeated vocabulary

Stan would probably be much more “boring” by comparison, having taken pity on some stray cat or dog (grudgingly impressed by its moxie in breaking into the shack or something). The stray is missing half an ear and is clearly blind in one eye with a crooked tail, looks ugly as sin and hates everything and everyone except for Stan. They learn to tolerate family, but they will never cuddle and ask for attention from the other Pines like Waddles sometimes does. 

This is totally coloured by my recent experience, but I like the idea of Ford having a rat. Normally, rats are always better in pairs, but Ford just has the one. It makes up for this species isolation by literally always being with Ford, somewhere in his jacket or sleeve usually. Rats also only live at most to 3 years, but Ford had it out of the portal, and its still pretty spry after a couple years on the Stan o War. Stan’s convinced it’s some genetically altered specimen Ford rescued, because there’s no way Ford has a normal pet rat. Dipper thinks its a normal rat and that Ford is doing Great Science Things to prolong its life. Mabel thinks that it’s “love conquering all” and that karma really owes it to Ford anyways. The real truth is that it’s a pet rat that happens to be from a dimension where rats have a much longer lifespan and are even more intelligent

Squeak!

Rating: G; General Audiences

Pairing: Rivamika, Levi x Mikasa

Summary: Kiddies!AU. Fifth grader Mikasa Ackerman tries to be sneaky, but a classmate takes notice of her shenanigans.

Word Count: 561


“All right, class! Settle down!”

Ms. Frieda Reiss, beloved 5th grade teacher at Sina Elementary, gestured to the rows of desks ahead and endearingly implored her students to take their seats.

Ten-year-old Mikasa Ackerman froze, frantically trying to hide something in her pockets.

As she scrambled to get to her desk, the thing she was hurriedly stashing away in desperate concealment began squeaking incessantly.

*squeak*

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*I’ve Missed You Pt 2* Newt x reader

Part one here!

Synopsis: Years after Newt’s mysterious expulsion from Hogwarts, you never hear from him and your friendship fades away. You graduate and end up engaged to the current head of Aurors. One day your paths cross and the old feelings from years ago begin to rise to the surface.


Pacing outside Boris’s office, you suddenly see the handle turn and the door open. Stepping back, Newt exists with Boris following after.

“Ah, Y/N, please see that Mr. Scamander here is escorted to the fourth floor. And make sure his little furry friend doesn’t get loose again. Thank you.” Boris sauntered off and left you and Newt standing alone in the hallway. You turned to look at Newt who was clutching his case and looking at the ground.

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Down For The Day

Today particularly was a difficult day.
It was all rain, and all pain.
This rainy Sunday marked the one year anniversary of Mr. and Mrs. Curtis passing.
The rain seemed to drown you in your own feelings, even though you knew your best friend, Ponyboy, would not be able to keep it together today.
As much as you wanted to be with him to help him through this hard time, you could not. Mainly because you could not help your own self.
Mrs. Curtis was a mom to you also. Whenever things happened at home, she was the one always there to pick up the pieces. She was like a mom anyone could ever ask for. She took care of everyone in the gang, no matter what their reputation was.
Bailing Dally out of jail? She did it.

Making Johnny lunch for school? She did it.

Anything you ever needed, she had it covered. Because she seemed to know everyone’s needs before they were spoken of, nobody knew what to do now when they needed something. It left an empty feeling in your heart.
Even Mr. Curtis was the idol father to everyone. From playing sport games with Two-Bit and Steve to giving Johnny and Ponyboy the talk, he was always there too.
A few tears slipped down your cheek as you reminisced. Despite how broken you felt, you had to come through for Ponyboy. You may not have been his mother, but just like her, you had to be there.
You walked slowly down the street with your head hanging low. Today was a quiet, depressing day in the neighborhood. Even the Socs stayed on their side of town today, as a way to pay their respects.
As you turned the corner, you caught eye of Ponyboy sitting on his porch. He held a small, friendly-looking cat with white fur in his arms, petting the animal softly.
“Hey Pone…whatcha doin?” You smiled, joining him on the porch. He did not bother to look up at you, just continued to pet his little furry friend.
“This cat is so gentle. So kind and friendly. Always happy and…” Ponyboy trailed off with his words as he slowly shook his head, disapproving himself.
“I don’t want anything to happen to the cat, she means so much to me. I don’t want to lose the cat, I’m sure she has a family she has to stick around for or something!” Ponyboy broke out into a sob, clinching onto the cat he only known for a few minutes.
You pulled your best friend (and the cat) closer to you as you wrapped your arms around him. You rubbed his back as he cried and cried.
“P-Ponyboy…” You mumbled.
You whispered consoling words into his ear, that worked to no avail.
Your throat tightened as you choked back a sob. Emotional pain spread throughout your body as you felt yourself mentally breaking down.
You clenched tighter on to Ponyboy as you heard him whisper something you did not catch.
“What?” You softly asked.
“I-I said I can’t do this anymore!” Ponyboy exclaimed, shoving you and the cat off of him.
He ran his hands through his hair and cried so hard, the whole neighborhood could have heard.
“Y/N, everyday I lose it at least once… I can’t live without them! They made this terrible life worth living, and now they’re gone! My momma understood me. She knew I was different, and instead of teasin’ me like I ain’t worth it, she made me love myself! I need my parents because nowadays I wish I was in that car with em!”
You cried with pain and shock at his confession.
Broken inside, it took everything in you to scoot over to Ponyboy and hold him in your arms again. With your right arm around his shoulders, you wiped away his tears with your left.
“Ponyboy, I know it hurts like hell.” You ran your hands through his hair repeatedly as you spoke, “I know your parents loved you with everything in them, and I am more than sure they wanted you to love yourself. Nobody will ever be able to replace them Pone, but I will be here every step of the way to pick up your broken pieces. Ya know why? Because I love you more than I love myself. You’re special and kind just like your momma, and you gotta keep it that way, it’s a good way to be. So please don’t give up. Please fight each day for her. Once you get tired of fighting, lean on me because I sure as hell will fight for you!”
You cradled Ponyboy in your arms as you spoke.
He calmed down greatly as he slowly sat up.
“Thank you Y/N, golly, I love you so much.” Ponyboy said as he hugged you tightly.
Ponyboy looked you in the eyes as if you were gold.
“What’s wrong?” You questioned shyly.
“Nothin,” Ponyboy smiled as he continued, “You just remind me of her.”
And with that, your best friend of many years leaned in, and planted a heart melting kiss on your lips.

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I found a jumping spider on my wall this morning, cutest little spider I’ve ever seen so I had to get a picture of it. I took my phone but it wouldn’t stop moving so I said out loud. “Please hold still, I can’t get a good picture.”

I think the spider actually heard me because the next thing that happened was it turned around and posed for me so I could get this picture on this post, thank you my furry little eight-legged friend ^^

Companions

Rated K+

Comedy/Fluff

Happy birthday to my dear friend @mangaguitar96 you enjoy this. So sorry this was slightly delayed but none the less this one is for you!

It was a lazy summer day at the Redfox home. Levy was on the couch reading her favorite book while Gajeel was the floor next to her strumming his guitar. They both didn’t want to join their friends on the beach trip rather, enjoy the company of one another.

“Gajeel lets get a pet.” Levy said as the closed her book. A string from Gajeel’s guitar snapped as she said it causing to startle.

“Seriously shrimp? Now of all times?” He stammered.

“Come on a furry little friend around the house. We aren’t having any kids anytime soon so why not a pet?” She begged, he honestly wouldn’t mind a cat but being in the middle of a move in wasn’t the best time.

Levy saw the gears turning in his head and pulled out her ace. She gave him the big doe eyes that just about did the trick for anything.

Gajeel cursed as she at looked him with her doey eyes, he could never resist them not even for a moment.

“Fine we’ll go down and get a pet, but let’s get a cat, dogs are way too damn needy.” He surrendered. Shw squealed for joy as she bolted from the couch to get changed. He snickered to himself, gosh he loved the way she got excited for things. Be it a new book or the summer concerts they went every year.

Inside the tall building they were greeted by a young girl named Wendy who was at the front desk.

“Welcome to the Magnolia Shelter. What can I help you with today?” She smiled sweetly.

“We are looking for a cat to adopt. We just moved into a new place and we want a furry friend.” Levy explained.

“Well today is a good day. Today we are doing an event were the adoption costs are only five-” A loud bang echoed in the back followed by yelling. A black figure darted out from the back door and tried to escape over Wendy’s desk but came careering into Gajeel’s face.

“Oh my gosh are you ok!?” Levy yelled as Gajeel grabbed hold of something furry and picked himself up. He looked in his hands and saw a small black kitten with crescent ears and a scar over his left eye.

“Well aren’t you an escape artist,” He chuckled as he got up. Wendy was spluttering with apologies, not sure of what had happened.

“We’ll take him. I like the spunk in him,” He beamed as he looked at the kitten.

“You know he looks like a panther. Why don’t we call him Pantherlily!” Levy warmly smiled.

“Why Lily? Why don’t we just call him Panther?” Gajeel countered.

“Cause it reminds me of my favorite character from one of my favorite children’s book Peter Pan.” She explained. He sighed and gave in.

“So kid what do we have to sign to keep this little guy?” He asked.

“Well I’m not sure if he’s ready-”

“Wendy give him the cat he’s caused me more trouble than it’s worth so they can have him.” The vet said behind her. She was an elderly woman with pink hair and hard eyes who seemed annoyed at the cat more than anything.

“That’s the fifth time he’s escaped, I’ll even give you his friend that came with him since she’s very supportive of their break outs.” She growled, the young couple agreed and took the two cats home with them much to the joy of the doctor.

“So what should we name her?” Levy asked as they drove home with their new companions.

“I think the kid said her name was Shagotte?” He grumbled.

“That’s a pretty name for her,” she smiled happy at the latest additions to their small family. What the couple did not know was that exactly one year later two more would be joining them.

lemonlimecreations  asked:

Q didn't have cats initially. A cat calendar hangs on his office wall. Bond noticed his tablet wallpaper is a picture of cats. When Bond asked about his cats, Q says he doesn't feel he has the time. The Bond finds a Momma & kittems...

Q always wanted a cat. 

A furry little friend to keep him company as he taped away at his keyboard in the dead of night. A companion to purr in his ear and nuzzle or paw against him for attention. 

In the world of an MI6 employee, a cat would be a prime source of affection that would probably not be a kidnapping risk should a cover be blown.

How James Bond of all the bloody people in the world found this out, Q would never have known. Sure, the quartermaster decorated his office space with cat pictures, but it wasn’t like Bond ever showed up on time to actually have meetings in there. 

But there he was with the little thing in his arms.

007 and the smallest tuxedo-patterned kitten Q had ever seen.

“Where in the world did you find her?” Q asked, incredulous and he leaned down to pet the kitten and look it in the eye as it mewled and squirmed in Bond’s arm.

“Back alley. Saw some girls walking away with a box of them and they missed one. Figured you’d do it more good than a shelter.”

Q looked up, a large smile on his face. “Thank you, Bond.” 

Carefully, Bond pried the kitten’s claws from his suit jacket and handed it over to the quartermaster, who cuddled it up like a mother might with a newborn child. He looked like one too the way he grinned and teased the thing with his finger. It was rather a cute sight.

“It’ll need a name,” Bond said, clearing his throat after a moment.

She,” Q corrected. “She’ll need a name.”

“Don’t look at me. I’m rubbish with anything that has more than two legs.”

Q chuckled to himself and looked back down at the kitten, “Reyka.”

“Reyka? You mean like the-”

“Icelandic vodka?” Q cut him off and was trying very hard not to laugh. “Yes.”

Bond looked at him with confusion, not getting the joke.

“What do you always order in the field?”

“Vod-…” Bond trailed off before he glared. “Very funny.”

Q continued to grin and tease the kitten with his finger. “Well he is wearing a tuxedo.”

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— march 18th 2016 —
sorting out my sheets for each subject and putting them into sleeves in my binder, but there were too many and it wouldn’t even close so now idk what to do!!! anyways, its ok bc I had my day old asian donut and the company of my little furry friend (◡‿◡✿)

anonymous asked:

Have you seen the video of Tom on the late show with James Corden and he's holding a leopard cub? I can see Tom in the future visiting Gemma and Wills' house and there being all sorts of furry little friends that climb all over him. Also, does Gemma have her PhD at this point in the story?

Second question first. Yes, Gemma has her PhD. Her and Will’s plan was for her to finish her PhD and him to get transferred back to England before they got married.

First question, yes I have. And I can totally imagine Tom going to visit them and Gemma’s involved with wildlife rehabilitation so she always has different wild animals around, including a three-legged fox that is too tame to release and a pair of merlins that can’t fly because of injuries, but that have bonded and breed, so she keeps the adults fed to help the babies survive. Other qualified falconers take the babies and teach them to hunt and fly and release them. At various times, she’s had deer, bats, squirrels, and even an otter in a kiddie pool in the back garden for a bit. Tom loves all of them and calls them his grandbabies.

babesuke  asked:

Ok ok hear me out: Anastasia yuri on ice au with victor as dimitri and yuri as anastasia

THIS IS SUCH A BRILLIANT IDEA 

and like maybe a modern day version of it??? like the same plot line almost but with newer elements

  • yuuri as the son of a wealthy japanese family residing in russia
  • he doesn’t get to interact w people much, but he makes friends easily with the house staff
  • viktor as their insignificant assistant to the family chef
  • he and yuuri became close friends, if only because there were no other boys their age for them to play w
  • viktor basically teased yuuri one day about all the food he asked the chef to make, calling him a piglet in that annoying 8 year old tone (you know the one)
  • they were fast friends after that
  • viktor skated in his free time when they were kids, and as a birthday gift, he gives yuuri a necklace with two dangling pairs of ice skates and asks for him to join him on the ice one day
  • before that ever happens though, a group of people jealous of the katsuki’s wealth, set fire to their home
  • after realizing, tries to help the family escape, but the house is big and doesn’t have many exits
  • viktor manages to lead yuuri and his older sister out of the house, but in the outside commotion of police cars and firefighters, they become separated
  • yuuri’s necklace breaks, and he manages to grab just one of the charms before a firefighter is leading him away
  • viktor finds the rest of it, and tries to look for yuuri, but he is also dragged off by a helpful police officer
  • all three of them are carted off to be taken care of
  • since yuuri and his sister are both under the age of 16, they’re separated and placed into foster care. their money is put into a trust fund thing for the daughter to access once she 
  •  yuuri’s sister turns 18 only a year or two after the event, but she has no information as to yuuri’s location since his records in the foster system were somehow lost
  • (turns out he went to a really crummy and kinda abusive foster home that cared more about the government funds it received than the wellbeing of the children in their care)
  • mari moves back to japan, and puts a reward on any information pertaining to his whereabouts, which is international news since the arson of their family was a large-scale event
  • viktor, who has since become a pretty famous skater, finds out about the reward and decides it’d be interesting to see his childhood friend again. After all, they did make a promise that has yet to be fulfilled
  • yuri as vlad, viktor’s friend/rival (the personalities don’t match i know, but imagine his begrudging reluctance to help, how perfect)
  • meanwhile, yuuri sneaks out of the group home he’s in. he has the clothes on his back and a pair of worn skates, the only thing he had to call his own. 
  • well, the skates and a small, silver charm from his childhood
  • he was young when he was put into the system, and only has hazy memories of the events that occurred. because of this, he remembers next to nothin about his past
  • all he wants is to go to moscow and watch his idol, viktor nikiforov perform. he reminds him of someone he knew in childhood, and wants to keep those memories close to his heart
  • makkachin as the cute little pupper ??? they’re little, furry friend throughout all of this
  • yuuri makes it all the way to moscow and sneaks in to watch one of viktor’s competitions. he doesn’t have the money for a ticket, but that won’t stop him
  • except he ends up being kicked out and stands outside the rink, imagining all that is happening inside. 
  • except viktor sees him on his way out and, realizing that he looks oddly familiar, and noticing that the necklace with the iceskate charm feels oddly heavy around his neck, he approaches yuuri
  • viktor is a Flirt, and they’re first interaction as adults is a solid mess. but viktor convinces yuuri that he knows his sister, and asks him if he could have the honor to take him to japan to see her
  • angry yuri comes along too, cuz viktor’s supposed to be coaching him, dammit
  • cue Road Trip 
  • viktor tells yuuri about his past - conveniently leaving out his own role in it, cuz it’s embarassing when yuuri can’t even remember him - and teaches him how to be a princess i mean proper wealthy individual
  • and we all know what happens next. during the trip there, yuuri falls a little more in love with viktor, and viktor is reminded of his closest friend from childhood and falls for him a little bit as well
  • and yuri is suffering the whole time, cuz they’re too gay for him to handle
  • except there’s angst when viktor gets yuuri back to mari, cuz yuuri finds out about the reward, and accuses him of only being in this for the money
  • upset, yuuri runs off before viktor has the chance to explain himself
  • luckily, though, there are only so many places yuuri can go cuz he’s never been to japan before, and viktor finds him easily enough
  • he shows him his necklace, the one he always wore during performances because he had given it to someone special that he had lost too soon in his life. and yuuri gets all excited because he has the matching piece. 
  • there’s a cute confession scene
  • and they live happy, gay lives