please she's not an outside cat

anonymous asked:

Rfa+ V who have MC who wears sexy stuffs bec she's confident w her body then one day while they are walking in their date someone catcalls her then she's like: "aight *removes earings* honey hold my earings" then proceeds in beating up the cat caller

thiS DEADASS HAD ME WEAK OMG. this is a good request and i’m more than happy to do to it! lmao this is my first headcanon so please don’t like, obliterate me if it’s really bad lololol ~amanda


  • both of you had decided that you needed a day out together, so you planned date night to a nice carnival nearby
  • it was a bit too hot outside, so naturally you dressed appropriately for the weather
  • when you two arrived at the carnival, you guys decided to hit up the ferris wheel 
  • as you made your way there, you walked past some dude who gave a look
  • when you walked past him, you heard his whistle at you and say “damn mami, why don’t you come over here so i can be a man to you~”
  • yoosung froze and looked at the guy angrily
  • you whirled around, glared at him and in a low voice said “yoosung, hold my bag”
  • wait what
  • mc what are you doing
  • you stormed over to the guy and socked him right in the face
  • wow yoosung’s never been so sh ook in his life
  • you started screaming, saying how that’s utterly disgusting to hear from a man and that you’ll beat the shit out of him if you he comes near you again
  • the guy was beginning to get frightened as he held his bruised cheek
  • as you walked off into yoosung’s arms, he kept praising you and telling you how badass that was
  • lowkey wishes he was the one who punched him instead but mc was having her moment of confidence and triumph so he let it slide
  • “that was so cool mc! i didn’t know you could punch like that!”
  • there’s a lot of things you don’t know i could do, babe


  • in celebration of getting the new role, you two decided to go out to a nice restaurant
  • which means you! wearing! a! dress!
  • this dress was a short black one with a low neckline but you loved it so you decided to wear it lol
  • zen loved it also so bonus ;)
  • as you two sat down at your table, you immediately noticed that someone was staring you down
  • zen hasn’t noticed since he was too busy being excited over his new role
  • you didn’t tell him, since you didn’t want to ruin this night with some dumb staring
  • however, the man that was staring at you wouldn’t stop
  • homeboychillthehellout
  • zen noticed that you were somewhat distracted so he asked you what was wrong
  • you were honest and told him how some dude was staring you down
  • zen narrowed his eyes and turned around, looking at the dude straight in the eyes and mouthed “fuck off”
  • the dude stopped looking at you for the rest of the night
  • however when you two were leaving the restuarant, he followed you and came up close to you
  • he placed his hands on your hips and mumbled “let me steal you away from this asshole and take you home with me”
  • you glared at zen, who was looking at the man so angrily
  • as zen was about to choke this dude to death, you held up your hand to stop him
  • as soon as zen stopped, you turned around
  • AND FUcKEd thIS DUde UP
  • you slapped him so hard and started screeching at him, telling him to fuck off
  • “i have a boyfriend and you have the audacity to put your hands on me when i belong to him?”
  • as you pushed him away, zen was cheering you on
  • “go mc! show him who you belong to!”
  • when you walked away with your knuckles slightly bruised, you huffed and held onto zen the rest of the night


  • movies, movies, movies!!
  • you two were so excited to see the movie that zen was in
  • which means you were also wearing your zen merch! you were wearing a crop top (with zen’s face on it) and leggings that hugged your curves
  • as you two were walking around outside the theater for a little bit, you noticed that someone was looking at you and whispering to your friend
  • yes look at me bitch and look how hot me and my gf are
  • the man that was whispering decided to walk up to you and pull you close to him, mumbling how attractive you and jaehee were
  • that’s not what i meant
  • jaehee stared at him in shock and was about to say something until you pushed him off you and started telling him that was he did was completely inappropriate
  • “get the hell away from me and my baehee before i chop your balls off”
  • the man kept making advances to you and finally, you finally resorted to physical violence
  • which means
  • as soon as you roundhouse kicked him, that dude was out
  • jaehee was so happy that you kicked him first because if she did, homeboy would’ve been ded
  • as soon as he was on the ground, jaehee pulled you close and asked if you were okay
  • you nodded and kissed her, telling her that you loved her as a reminder
  • jaehee.exe has crashed


  • WITH HEELS!!!!!
  • jumin had decided to take you out to a nice dinner and you wore a lacey red dress with black heels to kind match with jumin, who was wearing a red tie and black suit
  • damn mr. trust fund kid and his girl lookin flyy
  • when you entered the restaurant, you immediately felt a little uncomfortable
  • since everyone seemed to nOTICE YOU THE SECOND YOU OPENED THE DOOR
  • specifically this one guy who literally was drinking in your soul with his eyes
  • jumin sensed that something was up with you and wrapped an arm around your waist
  • “darling are you okay being here? you seem… tense”
  • you assured him that you were fine and insisted on sitting down
  • you had accidentally dropped your purse when you walked in so you bent down to get it
  • wrong move mc
  • the man who had been staring at you had walked by and slapped your ass, saying how “thick” you were
  • you never stood up so fast
  • and guess what
  • jumin watched in surprise as you started flinging anything you could get your hands on, just to hit the guy who just catcalled you
  • jumin never knew how agressive you could be
  • and it was lowkey a turn on
  • he lead you away from the guy to prevent you from killing him
  • was upset that you caused a scene but realized that it was kinda necessary because the manager heard the commotion and kicked the guy out
  • good job mc


  • you two had decided to go grocery shopping since all saeyoung had was honey buddha chips and dr. pepper he wasn’t complaining though lololol
  • it wasn’t really date but then again it kinda was because everything you did together was considered a date
  • it was also really hot outside so say hello to say hello to strapless rompers :)))
  • the whole time you were in the store, saeyoung was complaining about the heat
  • “shut that mouth boi before you catch these hands”
  • “but it’s so hot mc!”
  • you were in the frozen food aisle getting hot pockets
  • and of course saeyoung started asking pointless questions
  • “will these make my pockets look hot?”
  • “saeyoung no”
  • when you opened the fridge door to get them, you heard someone say “damn lady, you sure got some cake”
  • saeyoung turned around to find a man about his age edging closer to you with a smirk on his face
  • as he opened his mouth to bitch at the guy, you turned around also and whacked the man with the box of hot pockets
  • “if *whack* you *whack* ever come *whack whack* near me bitch you will *whackity whack whack* catch these motherfuckin hands pervert *whack whack*”
  • saeyoung was laughing so loud and shoving the guy away from his mc
  • “go back to whatever rat hole you came from and leave me and my girlfriend alone mofo”
  • as soon as he left, saeyoung gently pinned you against the fridge and started kissing you, mumbling how attractive and badass you looked for rebuffing the guy’s action
  • rip all nearby shoppers for seeing you guys ;p


  • picnic!!
  • you and V had been planning this picnic for a while and since you knew it was going to be a little hot, you wore a short sundress which showed off your legs
  • ur nice legs lolol right V
  • you two were unloading your picnic basket and chattering away
  • as you two sat down on the grass under a tree, there was someone who was reading a book nearby
  • you noticed him before but didn’t think much of it. you didn’t think he’d say anything to you since he was reading
  • before you sat down, the guy started whooping near you, calling you a “lil snack”
  • activate V’s jealousy
  • he stood up to say something but you quickly shut him up by handing him your phone and one of your sandals
  • mc where are you going why’d you give me your sandal
  • with the other sandal, you made your way to the guy and
  • you wouldn’t stop hitting him until he started pleading mercy and V pulled you away
  • V was so amazed and proud he didn’t even think twice about kissing you right then and there

prompt: “you can’t keep doing this” + “did you ever love me? at all.” + “don’t ask me that” + “i wish i could hate you” 

pairing: tony x reader

word count: 3.5k+

warnings: minor swearing, angst

prompt list: click here

a/n: tony is my fav person in the world and i would do anything to protect him from pain, physical or emotional x

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interesting ways to get a cat

- plan to get a cat, visit a friend who has a farm, all the kittens run away despite being careful, hear a very loud purring all of a sudden while a pair of eyes open in a dark spot between two balls of hay. achievement unlocked: first cat obtained.

- have your cat on the pill but she still manages to have 1 kitten that she stops feeding after a week so you think he’s going to die in the next days despite the care your family gives him but actually he’s 17 now and still going

- have dinner with half your family, be very loud and joyful, then be interrupted by a small meowing and find a young cat sitting on the bench next to you

- have your dad visit friends that have a farm, unexpectedly meet a very fat kitten and “well i couldnt leave her there could i so i found a shoe box and”

- its raining and you hear scratching and meowing at the back door and when you open a grown cat soaked with water and mud is screaming at you and decides this is her house now where are the kibbles

- open a dumpster. a young cat jumps on it, meows at you, jumps in it. you think, well, alright, and leave. you hear a meowing behind you. its the cat. you pet the cat. you leave. you hear a meowing behind you. its the cat. you shoo it away. you get to your house. you hear a meowing behind you

- so lets say you have two six months old kittens who are very into being outside. one is very interested in the bushes next to the garden gate. theres a kitten there. he’s licking her. thats his friend there can we keep her? please. she is small and wild but she loves him. please. you keep the cat

- your friend is in the veranda. you hear a commotion. you find your friend on her hands and knees looking under some furniture while one of your cats is disstressingly meowing from a few meters away. “fuck no, not this again,” you think, “hey, so, theres three kittens under there,” she says


Until several minutes ago I was joking around but now I want to ask for real help.This young girl has been missing since almost 2 weeks.She is living in Erfurt-Thuringen-Bundesrepublik Deutschland
There is still no clue where she could be, what she may be doing or if there is anyone around her.She could be anywhere in Germany or Europe, even outside the EU.She is bulgarian from my city and please just help.From information she had to go to Leipzig but she went missing.Her phone and laptop have been found.

She has a tattoo of a fox/cat on her right forearm, (probably) dark red hair, 165-170tall, 60-65kg. She is also (probably) wearing the necklace you see on the picture. There are some photos.

Please spread the world and bring her back!
If anyone sees her, please contact the local police.
Please share.

juno steel really seems like the type of person to claim that he hates pets and that they’re too much work he is a busy lady he doesn’t have time to care for a pet and they don’t like him anyway so why 

but also like if he somehow ended up caring for like, a cat or w/e, he would love it. like not outwardly. but boy would he ever care for that animal and make sure it was safe and fed and probably talk to it like a completely normal voice (cat meows from the other room, and juno yells “WHAT” and when theres no response from the cat he gets up and mutters under his breath about this gd cat all the way to the other room so he can investigate what it found).

anyway with this in mind please imagine a stray cat following him home one day and he doesn’t really mean to end up keeping her but first he puts out water and some food and she comes back again and again. (“im not naming it” he says to rita one day, which is a mistake because she gets to name it then. “thats not what i meant” he says, but its too late rita gets to name the cat) and then it’s cold outside so he has to let her in, he’s not heartless, and suddenly its his cat and she sleeps on the bed next to him. he didn’t mean for this to happen but its too late. the cat loves him. he begrudgingly loves the cat back

“The tattoo of the snowflake with stars.” soulmateAU

SOULMATE AU SERIES // Title: “The tattoo of the snowflake with stars.”

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x (FEM) Reader

 Requested by: @12-kay-kit-kat  asked: #10 Bucky x reader please :3”

 Prompts: #10 “Soulmates aren’t real” (mine) AND Colorless tattoos that get color when you meet your soulmate AND Soulmates where you can communicate via thoughts. Both of the soulmate prompts are from that amazing blog that I’ve linked you to.


Warnings: THIS IS REALLY LONG. Swearing and swearing and fluff???? But just a little bit.

A/N: I combined my own prompt with two that I found about soulmates, because it’s been a while since I wanted to write about it and those two seemed cool. BUT OMFG I REALLY EJOYED WRITING IT AND GOT CARRIED AWAY AND WELL WELL. I really hope that you guys (and you beautiful person that requested)

Pietro’s Part || Steve’s Part. || MASTERLIST

|| I don’t own Bucky or any of the Avengers, they belong to Marvel. ||

“We all born with a colorless tattoo with a particular design that will only get color if you meet your soulmate, before that you’re available to talk with your soulmate through your thoughts. It’s a bond that will never be broken.”  Y/N read out loud, looking at his friend eyes.

They were at the public library doing some research for an essay. And of course her friend had to choose a topic as silly as Soulmates: real life or just a state of mind?” Seriously it as awful.

“Continue please” he said smiling kindly at her.

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this is a masterpost of my Opinions, because i’ve been seeing a lot of drama and ship war bullshit going on, so i just want to be very clear on where i stand on some things. here we go:

-alex is not an alcoholic. she’s an adult who drinks alcohol.
-i ship karolsen & supercorp both, at the same time, legit like 50/50.
-that being said, i can also acknowledge that lena is kind of problematic (the alien finding device thing) and i would love for them to address that please.
-james, j'onn, and maggie have been treated horribly this season. they’re all regulars, and yet only get about, what? .5 seconds of screen time per week? and yes, it’s for sure racist…..which brings me to my next point..
-it’s no secret that my biggest problem w/ this season is mon-el. they sidelined james for this white fratboy, and there was nothing subtle about it. why they felt the need to kill a cute, semi-slowburn romance between an interracial couple is beyond me.
-i don’t think m'gann is technically a regular, but she’s also been treated like shit. they literally have sharon leal on their payroll and they’re not using her AT ALL and i’m heated about it.
-i’m cool with james as guardian, but i am not cool w/ literally any other male heroes on this show, because supergirl, at its core, is a show about women. as it fuckin should be.
-sanvers is my lifeblood.
-maggie needs a backstory, and relationships with people outside of alex. i would love for her and james to be besties, and please for the love of god acknowledge the friendship that she would undoubtedly have with m'gann.
-i want cat grant back.
-i want lucy lane back.
-last but not least. my daughter, kara danvers, has been sidelined on her own show. she is more alone right now than we have ever seen her, and it’s reflected in her overall demeanor. i despise the fact that we had such an amazing, underlying awareness of kara’s constant anger and grief in season 1, and now it’s as if that never existed. i miss the episodes ending with her and alex talking and eating pizza, but now all we get is mon-el manipulating her into feeling guilty that she doesn’t like him back. i don’t need that, and neither does she.

these are some of the big things that i’ve seen people arguing about the last few weeks. if you disagree with any of this, that’s fine, we can still be friends. literally the only people i’m not interested in talking to, are karamel shippers who genuinely believe that they are a healthy relationship, and that kara and mon-el have more chemistry than kara and literally anyone else. they should be brother/sister relationship, and that’s all. other than that, please know that i love seeing different headcanons for all the ships, and brotps you guys come up with, even if i don’t ship them myself. i follow blogs with totally opposite opinions, and love coexisting with each and every one of you.

anonymous asked:

Random prompt i thought of while scrolling tumblr, "Is that supposed to surprise me?" I thought you'd be perfect to tackle it! Definitely MSR if you can? I just love your writing

Tagging @fictober and @today-in-fic

They used to go to bars, Scully thinks. At least to one bar: Joe’s. When they were first partnered, they sometimes went there to discuss cases and to see each other outside of work, but on neutral grounds. It didn’t last long. Soon they were spending most of their time together; in their office after hours, their apartments and on the road. No longer at Joe’s, though. As they grew closer together, they grew further apart from everyone else.

Today, though, Mulder wants to meet at Joe’s. For a drink, he texts her, with one of these smiley faces. Scully, who has spent most of her days in a quiet, dark morgue, would rather go home, shower and go to bed. It’s been a long week. Though Mulder’s sudden burst of extroversion is most likely her own doing. Last weekend, two days spent mostly in bed, or on the couch, she mentioned that maybe they could, like a normal couple, go out every once in a while. Who knew Mulder could take a hint.  

She showers at Quantico knowing that if she were to go home and change, she might not leave her apartment again. Ever. She’d rather be in casual clothes, shed her professional Scully persona, but this will have to do. She quickly texts Mulder that she’ll run late - reports can’t wait - but that she’ll be there. His ‘can’t wait to see you’ sends a flutter to her heart and curls her lips upwards. No matter where they meet, she can’t wait to see him either.

As Scully steps into the dimly lit bar now, she wonders if they still fit here at all. Young people in business suites, nursing drinks, staring into phones; is that who they are? Her Mulder radar leads her past tables and past the bar. She knows that he picked a table in the back, partly hidden from view, safe in the shadows. She can’t not smile when she sees him there hunched over what she presumes is a file. Mulder, even after hours, is always working. She walks closer, her heels for once not announcing her, and touches his shoulder. He looks up at her, his eyes full of love, his smile happy. 

“Hey there, stranger.” Mulder is up on his feet in an instant and she’s in his arms a moment later. Scully has hugged Mulder plenty of times. As a partner, as a friend and out of desperation. Lately, this time, too, it’s a lover’s hug; tight, passionate and clingy. 

“I missed you.” He croons into her ear.

“Mulder, we saw each other four hours ago.”

“It felt much longer.” His lips, talking or not, are on the move. Scully lets him even though she knows better. There are no fears, doubts or consequences on her mind when he’s kissing her. Her mind is in fact blissfully empty. His hands roam her body, touch her intimately, and then there’s this nagging voice quietly reminding her that they’re in a public place and very publically displaying what they’re trying so hard to keep private.

“Ehm, good evening agents.” A deep, dark voice interrupts their moment and they jump apart. Lips swollen, eyes sparkling, there’s no denying what they’ve been doing. Skinner, however, is completely unfazed. As if seeing them make out, is the same as them handing over a report. He stand there with a beer in his hand, dressed casually, looking nothing like their boss.

“Uhm, hello,” Mulder clears his throat to sound less like an awkward teenager and more like a mature adult, “we uhm…yeah. I guess we’re not just… partners anymore.”

“Is that supposed to surprise me?” Skinner takes a sip from his beer, eyes Mulder, then Scully. “What you do outside of the office is none of my concern. As long as you keep it out of the office.” His eyes grow huge as he glances at Mulder. Who nods dutifully. 

“Have fun, you two.” He struts off, doesn’t look back once.

“Please tell me this did not just happen.” Scully buries her face in Mulder’s chest. The cat is out of the back anyway. There’s no reason to hide anymore. The thought should make her happy, but right now all she feels is hot embarrassment. 

“He took it pretty well. Don’t you think?”

“I’m not sure what to think, Mulder.”

“You want to keep me your dirty little secret, don’t you?” He leans down to kiss her cheek and Scully’s eyes drift close again. 

“Hm, no. I just don’t want everyone to talk about us.”

“They already talk about us, Scully.”

“That’s true. Mulder?”

“Hm?” It’s a wonder he hears her when his mouth is taking over again.

“I think I was wrong.” That gets his attention. He stops kissing her and looks at her, blinking a few times.

“Dear diary, today Dana Scully made my day when she-”

“Mulder, shut up. I just want to go home. I know I said we should get out every now and then and maybe we should but… not tonight. Definitely not when Skinner is around here somewhere. So, take me home?”

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

“Is that supposed to surprise me?” Scully tries to imitate Skinner’s voice, fails and giggles.

“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t make fun of me, agent Scully.” Scully turns around, the color of her face almost matching that of her hair, and gives her boss a sheepish smile. She’s learnt that move from the best. Mulder, his hand on her back, nods at their boss and leads her away. 

“I really can’t take you anywhere, Scully.” He chuckles into her ear. He kisses her there and then they make their way out of the bar; the door slams shut behind them, but Scully swears she can hear Skinner laugh.

Bang! bangbangbang! BANG!

Castiel yelped and carefully extricated his cat’s claws from his thighs. “What the hell?” he grumbled. “I’m sorry, Miss Bennet,” he crooned, holding her close and scratching the softness behind her ears. “It’s okay, it’s okay.” She’d just begun to settle when the booming started again. Cue the claws.

“Dammit!” He put down his book and carried his cat to the linen closet in the hallway, placing her gently on her favorite shelf. She hid there whenever she was nervous, it was her safe space. She wasn’t happy, but she’d be okay there, in the dark.

I’ve got to take care of this, he thought, flinching as the fireworks continued. It’s 11:30 on a Wednesday night. And those are close.

Castiel pushed through the front door into the night, and, sure enough, the fireworks were being lit in the driveway across the street.

“Dean Winchester!” he yelled, stalking across the street. “Do you have any idea what time it is? You probably woke up half the neighborhood, not to mention scaring my cat out of two of her lives.”

The mechanic laughed. “Lighten up, Cas! We’re celebrating! My little brother passed the bar! He’s a lawyer now! And besides,” he added, grinning wickedly, “do you think your yelling did anything to keep the neighborhood quiet?” He winked.

Cas glared. I yell at him and he flirts with me! Typical..

“Sam passed the bar? That’s wonderful! But can’t you find a quieter way to celebrate?” Cas peered into the darkness. “And I don’t see Sam anywhere. Is he enjoying your celebration from inside the house?”

“Naw, Sammy’s with Jess.” Dean’s green eyes glinted with mischief. “The fireworks were for you. How else could I get you to come outside on a Wednesday night?”

Cas tried–and failed–to hold onto his glare. “Dean, I do have a phone,” he said reproachfully. “And you did scare my cat.”

“Where’s the fun in calling?” Dean winked again, and snaked his arm around Cas’s waist. “I am sorry about Miss Bennet, though,” he murmured into Cas’s hair. “I’ll bring her some bacon tomorrow to make up for it.”

“Sure,” Cas snorted, “and you can clean up the mess when she throws it up.”

“Please don’t be mad, Cas. I have a picnic set up on the deck. Come out back with me. We can make our own kind of fireworks.” Dean had both arms around Cas now, and was brushing tiny kisses along his jaw.

Cas relented, turning his face up to capture Dean’s lips with his own. “Alright,” he rasped, breaking away. “I like these fireworks.”

This is my first attempt at writing an au. It’s hard! But kind of fun, too. :)

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anonymous asked:

How would RFA+V&Saeran react if MC send them a pic of a freakisly huge spider they saw. I just went to the bathroom and as I was exiting the door I saw a spider the size of my FREAKING PALM. I legit screamed.. Ive evacuated the bathroom. Took my toothbrush and left.. If I have to go im going outside until that thing is gone!

+ It was even worse when I went back to send my ma’ a pic of it to complain about and it had moved.. It doesnt even appear big in pictures, BUT I COULD SEE THE HAIRS ON IT. I’m legit shaking T-T +


fun fact: I don’t really hate spiders and I am not scared of them but one time there was a huge one in my bed and I started crying paralyzed in my room until my mom killed it lol .


  • he was playing game 
  • kind of late at night 
  • and his phone started to vibrate a LOT 
  • MC has sent a photo
  • didn’t actually opened until the game finished 
  • and there were a million messages 
  • almost full of crying emojis 
  • and a HUGE spider on a door 
  • on MC’s door 
  • shit 
  • he replied as fast as he could 
  • but you didn’t answered 
  • after a few minutes you response 
  • “I'm fine, I killed it. WITHOUT YOUR HELP!” 


  • was talking to you normally 
  • and you told him you were going to make some food 
  • it was almost lunch time 
  • and suddenly a picture of some black brow big point was sent 
  • “MC what is that? did you burnt the food?” 
  • and then another one came to his phone 
  • but this one was clear 
  • with hairy legs 
  • “MC MC!! DON’T WORRY!” 
  • he knew you were scared of them 
  • and this one was way bigger than the one he saw you cry about 
  • is motocycle was the best thing on his life now 
  • made it to your house in a few minutes 
  • to saw you in a corner paralyzed 
  • “MC babe don’t worry I got this” 
  • took the little (big) spider and trow it outside, very far from your home 
  • “its gone, and now that I am here maybe we can have lunch together” 


  • not a big fan os spiders 
  • and she was at work 
  • Jumin was outside
  • so she was a bit stressed 
  • and you sent her a picture 
  • of course she thought it was something nice 
  • you always send her nice things in moments like this 
  • but it was an horrible spider 
  • like super big 
  • you weren’t actually scared of them but this one was a totally different thing 
  • “Jaehee… can you tell me what to do please” 
  • but she was there staring at it 
  • semi scared and semi done with the bullshit 
  • “k thnx jaehee”


  • he was outside the country for some business
  • and you always texted him a lot in that situations 
  • it was getting late were he was 
  • but you were in the middle of the afternoon 
  • and you were going to feed Elizabeth 
  • but there was a problem 
  • just beside the cat food there was a huge spider 
  • and it didn’t looked friendly 
  • “Jumin… there’s always been a spider beside Elizabeth’s food?” 
  • he was almost falling asleep so it was the weirdest question you could have made 
  • and then you sent him a picture 
  • “MC, take Elizabeth and leave. Go to Jaehee’s house and tomorrow I will sent someone to exterminate the whole place” 


  • you two were sending each other funny pictures 
  • so he was taking all the memes he was saving from days 
  • it was like a battle of pictures 
  • until you stopped 
  • “MC? are you there??” 
  • and you just sent a picture of a spider 
  • very close to your bed 
  • “Saeyoung come save me please” 
  • and you left again 
  • “I killed it. I am the strong one in the relationship Saeyoung…” 


  • you sent him a picture 
  • and he was kind of excited to see it 
  • he was teaching you how to take artistic photos 
  • so he thought it was one of them 
  • but it wasn’t 
  • “MC? did you took that? where are you?”
  • he instantly searched for what kind of spider it was 
  • he didn’t wanted to have you near one that could hurt you 
  • “is not dangerous! don’t worry. Just take her in a glass but be careful” 


  • He was in his room 
  • you were in the living room 
  • and you sent him a picture 
  • he didn’t opened until he heard you scream 
  • he went right in the moment 
  • without actually seeing the photo 
  • “MC is not that big, calm down” 
  • looked at you like you were kidding 
  • and killed it without even looking at it 
  • “you need glasses, it wasn’t that big” 

ownerofsatanscat  asked:

Hello! I really love your artstyle, and your passion for animals. This may seem like an odd question, but with the arrival of spring, my cat buddy has been bringing home little gifts, and I don't really know what to do with them. I know I can't change her habits, and it's in her nature, so my question is: what shall I do with the little corpses? I'm personally not vegan, but I love animals, and I want to give them the proper treatment. I thought you might have the right answer.

This isn’t exactly what you asked me to answer, but I need to respond with a question to you: Why are you letting your kitty outdoors in the first place? I love cats, and I know it may seem kinder to let pets roam where they like instead of shutting them up indoors, but in reality, outdoor domestic cats have a MASSIVE detrimental impact to wildlife. They are a non-native invasive species and a significant predator of birds, mammals, reptiles, amphibians, and even endangered species, in addition to carrying disease between wild animals. Free roaming cats also have a very short life expectancy and lower quality of life due to exposure to pests, toxins, and dangerous situations – so if you care about her and other animals and must let her outside, please keep her in an enclosed area with a harness where she can’t hurt herself or anything else! You can read this for more information on this subject.

Also, if I’m misunderstanding what you said and your cat IS indoor-only but catching mice and things, a couple suggestions. Make sure your cat has plenty of toys and activities to entertain her, which might discourage her from turning to hunting, if you don’t want these prey critters killed unnecessarily, or for your cat to be exposed to the diseases, poisons, and pests they have a chance of carrying. Cats are a good deterrent to stop mice from even entering the home, but if you have a pest problem anyway, it’s on you to take care of that with a humane combination of repellents, deterrents, cleanliness, sealing of entry points, and, if all else fails, live traps.

As far as what to do with the animals she has killed, I can only speak to what I would do. For me, burying animals in a pretty place and holding a tiny quiet funeral is comforting. If I had a cat who occasionally had a successful hunt, I might be inclined to make a small cemetery as a reminder to myself that I can do a better job of keeping these prey animals safe – but I’m kind of odd like that. Do remember that all wild animals could potentially be carrying diseases or pests that are dangerous to you or your pets, and handle them accordingly. I hope this helps, good luck! <3

New Friends

This RP takes place between a young Kisara and @little-noko‘s character, Finch.

This is actually a snippet from a much longer interaction, but due to spoilers, the previous events will not be shared, but a short summary can be given. 

Finch, injured and hurt, was found on the street and spent a few weeks recovering in the hospital. Unable to locate his family, he was released to an orphanage when he was well enough.

Finch is aged 12, Kisara 13 in this setting. 

Enjoy. :D

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percabeth - hookups + hangovers

Annabeth can remember everything up to about 11:00. It was all loud music, shots, and people wearing far too small clothes. Her roommate, Piper, had dragged her to her boyfriend’s party. Now, Annabeth really wasn’t that much of a party goer, but she figured with a friend it would be slightly more bearable. Surely it would be- but she wouldn’t know because Jason had pulled Piper away within minutes and the only thing she had heard of her trusty friend since was loud moaning as she passed a closet.

As far as she was aware, the night had consisted of nothing but innocent fun for her. Sure, she had gotten black-out drunk, but it wasn’t the first time. She always ended up on one of her friend’s couches with a pounding headache, which she was fine with. Today, however, was different. As her eyes dragged open, she did not see a roof, or a blanket, or a pillow. To her horror, she was met with skin. Of a chest. Of a guy.

Her stomach lurched. Suddenly her hangover became all too apparent. Her head pounded. Moving to sit up, she felt strong arms tighten around her waist.

Shit, this is real. Quickly glancing around, she saw the guy she had -ahem- had fun with. Black hair was stuck to his forehead, and long eyelashes splayed across smooth cheeks. His chest moved evenly, which meant he was still in deep sleep. Careful to not wake him, Annabeth crawled out of his arms. He shifted in his sleep and let out a soft groan but didn’t wake up.

She’ll admit, he was quite cute. Drunk Annie had chosen well. Shivering, she looked for her clothes- well, any clothes really. She found her shirt and shorts and quickly slipped them on. Her other things were strewn across the room, and she gathered them as efficiently as possible. His bedroom was nice. Very classy, actually. Not something she would have expected from a party hookup, but she wasn’t complaining. Guilt almost creeped into her chest because of the mess they had drunkenly made of it.

Not that she had ever done something like this before, but she was pretty sure you were supposed to leave. If she didn’t have any memory of it, surely he wouldn’t either, and it would be quite the shock to wake up with a girl in your bed. So, she should go, right? Strangely, she was hesitant, and she didn’t know why. Brushing it off, Annabeth figured she was just tired, and needed some water. And an aspirin too.

He wouldn’t mind if she stole an Advil and a glass of water, would he? It would take like 3 seconds and then she’d be gone. It was a big apartment, and she almost got lost looking for the kitchen. Along the way, she couldn’t stop herself from looking at the picture on the walls. She knew it was kind of an invasion of privacy, but they didn’t have a whole lot of privacy at this point anyways.

There was a picture of a woman with red hair and a man with black hair smiling at each other. The same people were in a few wedding photos, but you could never see the guy’s face. The woman was absolutely gorgeous though. Annabeth figured these people must have been his parents. A few more pictures with the same people later and she saw something that made her heart sink.

A baby. A cute, sweet little laughing baby, sitting in a frame on the kitchen table. She didn’t know if the baby was a boy or a girl, but it looked a whole lot like the boy who she had just crawled away from. That wasn’t what concerned her. For all she knew, this was him as a baby. The only thing that concerned her was the hair. The caramel brown that sat on the baby’s head was so different to the stark black she’d seen. She knew plenty of babies that had hair that changed colour over the course of her life, but somewhere, deep down, she knew that wasn’t the case.

Panic flooded her body, and she looked back at the wedding photos. Somehow, the dark haired boy she had woke up to and the in-love married man in this picture started to look very, very similar. For the second time today, her throat clogged up. He was married. He was in love. He got drunk, and took Annabeth back to his apartment. And if she didn’t get out of here, his wife would come home and know what happened. It would break her heart, and she would break his. Divorce. His cute, innocent little baby would grow up without a father and then once he’s older his mom would tell him the tale of the blonde haired, grey eyed minx who slithered into their bedroom.

Annabeth could not be that person. She would not be that person. Screw the Aspirin, she’d get a cab and be on her way. The only thing she really needed was a glass of water, as her throat felt like it was going to dry up completely.  Her fingertips clung to the cool glass as she filled it with water and drank quickly. Water fell as she let the tap drip, and she placed her head in her hands. Deep breathes, Annie, she told herself.

She don’t know how long she sat like that, the only thing keeping her from sobbing being her sheer willpower. A happy family was never something she thought she would have. Her childhood admittedly hadn’t been great, and that may have affected her outlook on love and all that. She felt awful. As a kid, all she wanted was parents who loved her, loved each other. That little baby boy or girl would have had a perfect family, maybe even another sibling, and Annabeth ruined it.

At the sound of rustling behind her, she whipped around. The boy was still shirtless, not that she was complaining, but he’d put some pants on. He let out a small yawn and stretched, his eyes closed. And then he opened them again, and Annabeth almost let her jaw go slack. Slices of vivid green peeked out beneath long black lashes. His hair looked really soft, and she wanted to touch it. Muscles rippled down his body, and you could see them in every movement. He reminded Annabeth of a trouble maker, or perhaps a skater. She wondered if his hands were calloused and what it would feel like- what it felt like- to have them in the curve of her waist, and on-

“Is this your sister?” It was hard to process. Suddenly he was looking straight at her. Nod, she thought. All you have to do is nod, and then this is over. And then we can go our separate ways and neither of us never have to worry about this again. Except she didn’t nod. She wanted to scream and yell No! You idiot, that’s your little girl! But she held her tongue.

It was a good thing, too. Because when she used her big brain for just a second, things didn’t add up. Why was he wearing the clothes from the night before if he had a wardrobe? And who were the good majority of the people in the pictures everywhere? This apartment was not only far too expensive for a college student, but it was quite a ways off campus, now that she thought about it. Most importantly, why the fuck was he asking her who the baby framed on his kitchen table was? Realization hit her like a brick. This guy didn’t have a kid, and he didn’t remember anything about last night, and this definitely was not his apartment.

“I don’t- Um, I mean- this isn’t…” Her heart sank to her stomach. She was getting tongue tied in front of this stupid guy who she’d already slept with for the love of god. But his eyebrows were pulled together in a cute way that made him look totally lost and helpless. Somehow, Annabeth knew what she had to do.

“This isn’t my apartment.” The reaction was practically instant. His head tilted, his eyes widened, his brow furrowed even more. It looked unintentional, but his hands turned and his arms angled into a “what?” position. If this wasn’t the worst day of her life, she might’ve giggled and called him cute. A couple seconds passed and Annabeth saw what she said sink in.

“Fuck!” He yelled, in a mad dash for the bedroom they’d ruined. “Can you come make the bed?” And as much as Annabeth really wanted to leave immediately, she couldn’t just let this poor guy take the fall of their mutual mistake. Jogging lightly, she helped him pull the blanket tightly. They fluffed the pillows in silence. He grabbed his shirt from the corner of a desk, and helped her look for her bra under the bed. It was only a little awkward.

Oh, who was she kidding? It was so weird! This guy had seen her totally naked and, well-  done things to her. Probably. Hopefully.  She didn’t even know his name.

A quiet sound drew them out of the silence. After glancing around, they both decided to see what it was. Don’t be that baby. Please, don’t be that baby. Thank god, it wasn’t. A mean, angry, fat old cat sat on the chair right outside the bedroom.

“When you woke up, was the door closed?” The man asked. She shook her head no.

“So that means-”

“That poor cat’s seen some things,” he finished with a solemn nod. Annabeth found herself laughing. An ugly, awful laugh, as if it’s the funniest thing she’d ever heard. The guy smiled and shook his head. Joy bubbled in her chest, and she tried to squash it. A snort escaped, which made him laugh, too. Soon, they were both bent over in pain from their stomachs. When the laughter finally died down, they wiped tears from their eyes, and he held the door open for her as they left.

The elevator ride was admittedly still kind of awful, but not nearly as bad as it should have been. Annabeth noticed him constantly drumming his fingers on the side of his leg. She thought it was cute. He looked like a James. She should ask for his name. He seemed sweet, and maybe if they hadn’t had such a weird start, things between them would have been way different.

But then the elevator dinged and they walked into the lobby and out of the apartment building. She turned right and he turned left, and that should have been it.

“Blondie, wait!” She heard, and so she turned and rested her hand on her hip. The green eyed boy ran the few yards that were between them now.

“Let’s start over,” he said, breathing heavily. “My name’s Percy, and I think you’re cute. Can I have your number?”

So she grabbed his phone out of his waiting hand and put her number in. Pushing the phone back, she threw a wink over her shoulder and walked past, swishing her hips more than she’d like to admit.

“You didn’t put your name in!” He called behind her. She turned around. “I’ll tell you tomorrow! Dinner at 7, the restaurant down the street. I’ll put the reservation under the name Madison Cornwell.”

“Is that your name?” She laughed. “Nope! Bye, Percy.” He tried to protest behind her, but she didn’t dare turn around. Blood rushed to her cheeks, and she bit her lip. Maybe, just maybe, she’d thank Piper for this stupid party after all.

I wasn’t really gonna post on Tumblr but I’m getting desperate. It’s been a week since she’s gone missing. Anyone who knows anything about me knows that PB is my lifeline. Shes been with me through the hardest part of my life. She is all I really have. And I just want her to come home. I’m trying to spread this as much as possible so maybe someone who has her or has seen her sees this and I can be reunited. I feel like my heart has been torn out. So please help me find her.
She went missing from Colorado Springs, Colorado in the 80918 zip code.
Do NOT send me messages about putting something outside to get her to come home. I have tried EVERYTHING. At this point this is my last resort.

If you have any information on her please shoot me a message. Otherwise please reblog it.

Beauty and The Beasts Part III

Summary: A new character appears and he’s rather… odd. A/N: sorry it took so long you guys… it’s long though and I think it’s better than part 2 was. ————————–

Guests were uncommon in Loki’s castle, and most of the time his ‘guests’ were people he tortured because they owed him something and took too long to pay up. Lady Y/N also had the joy of cleaning his torture devices when he was done. Every Wednesday afternoon however, Y/N received an hour of solitude in her bedchamber while Loki visited with what he called a business partner. She usually spent that hour writing her thoughts down and hiding the papers under her mattress.

This week was a bit different, though.

It was Tuesday and Lady Y/N was cleaning dust off of some of Loki’s enchanted items, when all of a sudden the door burst open and a man with messy, brown hair and a big black coat entered the room. He was carrying a velvet looking top hat. Loki, who had been at his spinning wheel in the corner looked up and stood from his spot, striding toward the newcomer.

“You aren’t supposed to be here until tomorrow.” He stated stopping in front of the man. He only grinned and glanced at Lady Y/N.

“Something came up.” He said. “Who’s the help?” She tried to shy away from his gaze, but he only kept watching her, Loki stepped in front of his gaze so he was forced to look back at him.

“She does not matter in this moment.” Loki said. “Do you have what I asked for, James?” The man, James, raised his top hat and reached inside, pulling out a small satchel. Loki took it from his hand and looked inside. “All six of them are here?” James nodded and tried to look back at Lady Y/N. “You may take as much gold as you deem fit.” Loki seemed to not care about anything James did, now that he had what he wanted. James walked over to the pile of gold that Loki had previously made on the floor and began stuffing it into his hat.

“Shall I make some tea, Sir Loki?” Lady Y/N asked. Without glancing back at her Loki answered.

“No, James won’t be staying much longer anyway.”

“Who decided that?” James voice startled Lady Y/N, he had snuck up and was standing directly behind her. He reached for her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing her knuckles. “James Barnes is the name, Portal Jumping’s the game. I also, make hats.” He released her hand and she blushed.

“M-my name is Y/N Rogers.” She said, James’ eyes widened.

“As in the princess, Y/N Rogers?” He turned toward Loki, whose face quickly darkened, for an answer. James quickly returned his gaze to Y/N and she gave a minute nod, he grinned like a cheshire cat.

“Small One,” Loki called to her, pulling her gaze away from the hatter. “Would you please make your way to your quarters.” With only another nod she left the Grand Hall, but stopped outside the doors because she head Loki speak again. She was out of sight but not of earshot. “Listen closely, Hatter, she is not a play thing-”

“Is that why you’ve been hiding her from me?” James’ voice cut him off. “Do you have feelings for the Princess?” James was mocking him. “Has The Dark One gone soft?” James’ laugh rang throughout the hall. “I had heard you won a maiden by saving Rogers’ kingdom, I didn’t care to ask about her, but seeing that you’ve taken the one thing he loved more than his wife, well now I’m interested.”

“You shouldn’t be. She is none of your concern.” Loki seemed upset, almost furious, meanwhile James stayed nonchalant and amused.

“So you do care for her.” It was more of a statement than a question, but Lady Y/N waited anxiously for a response, for some reason she wanted to know if Loki did care for her. Then she heard Loki scoff.

“No, but she is the best… help, I have ever had here.” Y/N, was hurt, and she didn’t know why. “I think it is time you leave Hatter. I will send for you if I need your help again.”

“Don’t worry Dark One, I think we will be seeing each other again very soon.” There was an odd whirring sound, and then silence.

“You can come out now, Small One.” Loki’s voice startled her and Lady Y/N released a small gasp. Not sure of what else she could do, she slowly reentered the grand hall with her head hung low. Like a child caught doing something they shouldn’t have. Looking around she noticed James had disappeared. “You can get back to work now.”

Loki left the hall, leaving Lady Y/N to her duties, but more importantly to her thoughts. Why had she felt hurt when Loki answered the Hatter? She was only his servant, nothing more, and he was The Dark One, why would he care about her anyway? Perhaps she was overthinking….

The next few weeks were odd, Loki had seemed to distance himself from her. Before the incident with the Hatter, they enjoyed pleasant conversation and now he was back to only giving her jobs to do and thanking her for doing them. Lady Y/N started to feel lonely again, and thought of escaping more and more every day. She never left though, for some reason, she felt she couldn’t. It was as though there was something she had to do here.

One evening, while she was consumed with boredom, Lady Y/N lay on her bed and thought of her father and mother. What were they doing right now? Were they even alive? She decided she was tired of the silence between her and The Dark One. Determined, Lady Y/N made her way down to the grand hall where Loki was spinning straw as usual. She slowed her strides and approached him calmly.

“I wish to ask you something.” She stated. He looked up at her with a furrowed brow.

“Then ask, Small One.” Her face seemed to flush, for some reason she had lost confidence, but she brought forth her question.

“I wish to know of my family.” Loki’s eyes went rather wide with surprise. Lady Y/N hadn’t spoken of her family since she had first arrived. “I want to know if they are alive.”

Loki could see something in her eyes, she was lonely, angry, anxious, and she showed not only those but many other emotions in her eyes. And for some reason, he understood them all. He felt them when he thought of the brother he was sure hated him. Loki stood from his spinning stool and went over to one of the many pedestals that held his enchanted items. He picked up a small mirror and brought it to Lady Y/N, who now held a look of confusion. Without a word he held the mirror in front of her showing her reflection. Her gaze went from the mirror to Loki as he moved his free hand slowly over the mirror. Her reflection began to waver and suddenly Lady Y/N was not the one in the mirror, it was now her father.

King Steven was standing over a table looking at a map and giving orders to knights. Loki watched as Lady Y/N’s eyes followed the king’s movements, some small amount of joy filled her irises when she saw her mother stand next to the king. Again the images wavered and faded, showing only the Lady’s reflection.

“You may keep the mirror.” Loki stand placing it in her hands. She smiled, and wiped at her now glistening eyes, murmuring a thank you. “Please make continue on with your duties now.” She nodded and placed the mirror on the table to take care of it later. Loki walked around the room inspecting some of his possessions.

“It’s… It’s very dark in here, may I open the curtains?” She asked. Loki only nodded. She made her way over to the latter used to get books off the higher shelves and pushed it toward the window. Cautiously she climbed up and began pulling on the curtains, but she slipped.

With a yelp, Lady Y/N fell from the latter. She braced for impact - closing her eyes tight - but it never came. When she opened her eyes she was met with Loki’s soft gaze. It was never soft, usually it was icy, but now it was as though she was looking into a softly flowing stream. Her arms rested around his neck and shoulders while he held her close. Gently, he set her down but she did not remove herself from him completely.

“Thank you.” It came out as a whisper, but he understood it. Loki seemed to have something to say, but instead of saying it he cleared his throat.

“That will be all for today. You may retire to your room.” Lady Y/N said nothing and looked toward the floor as she made her way out, grabbing the magic mirror as she left.





Originally posted by captaincentenarian


April second twenty seventeen
Breakfast outside ft my neighbors’ cat. Please let April continue like this ☀️



Found cat in Greensboro, NC near UNCG

I found this little cutie on my porch when I got home last week. She is very sweet and has a collar with no name or phone number. I took her to the vet to check for a microchip and she doesn’t have one :( I am taking care of her for now, but she needs a proper home. I already have 2 cats and my landlord won’t allow any more (plus my apartment is tiny and 3 cats would be very unhappy there). i’ve made facebook posts looking for her owner and so far nothing. That’s why I’m taking to tumblr to help find her a forever home.

She’s always waiting for me when I get home from work and runs up ready to be loved. I spend time with her every day, bring her treats, keep her water clean, and give her food. She has never tried to bite or be vicious, she loves to cuddle and even lets me hold her. She has a torn up collar, tries to come inside with me, and looks through the window at me when I’m inside. It’s clear that she was an indoor cat before someone left her in my neighborhood. I’ve cried multiple times leaving her outside because I love her so much and know that I can’t help her.

If anyone is interested in adopting her please message me. I am willing to drive a bit to meet someone in order to get her to a safe home. I really don’t want to take her to the shelter (it’s known to be high kill) so please share this and help me find her a forever home. She loves to curl up with me and purr and be loved. She’s beautiful and has a lot of love to give. I can’t just leave her outside like this, it’s truly breaking my heart. Please please help me find her a home.

If you want to help me take care of her my paypal is Please don’t feel obligated to donate, but I really want to get her a flea collar or topical medicine and I cannot afford to feed her and my other two cats. Again, only donate if you can and if you want reciepts of what I buy I can do that.


Hi. I’m 13 years old and currently own two cats I’ve adopted off the streets. One of them needs a check up from the vet and the other is scratched up, bruised, obviously not okay (there’s a scar on the back of the poor girl’s leg making it hard for her to walk and sit down properly).

I need help.

I don’t have a PayPal. My family isn’t flexible enough to pay for even the check ups. It costs approximately RM500.

Please, if you have any ideas on how to help me, let me know. These two are the most important things in my life and if I lose them I’d be heartbroken.

Please, I’d do commissions for help. My life is going down into a pit. I love my cats and I want to make sure that they’re both happy and healthy.

If that’s not enough for a plead of help, let me talk about both of them.

Peebles. She’s he first cat I picked up. When I had first met her, she was such a reclusive shy little cat. Very hungry and thirsty. Was obviously not doing well. As the days went by, I continued feeding her some cat food and soon enough I managed to get her to wear a collar.

Pretty Cat. She doesn’t have a set name yet but I love her. She’s got all sorts of bruises everywhere and a scar causing her difficulties. But she’s an absolute sweetheart. She loves pets, running her face on me, and is very obedient. She sits when I tell her to, she stays outside when I tell her to. 

Please, help me with my cats. I love them. I love them so much.  Please. I might open up a PayPal one day or something. Please. They’re such a big part to my life.