sorry he is not my favorite dog

Drabble Challenge: 1-150

Rules: Followers send a number to your ask and you write a drabble using that sentence/prompt in your piece. Try to keep up! Expect a TON of requests!


  1. “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”
  2. “How long have you been standing there?”
  3. “I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid.”
  4. “Who gave you that black eye?”
  5. “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”
  6. “I just like proving you wrong.”
  7. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
  8. “Forget it. You fucking suck.”
  9. “Quit it or I’ll bite.”
  10. “If you use up all the hot water again, I swear to god! You’re on the couch for a month!!”
  11. “If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.”
  12. “I’m pregnant.”
  13. “Looks like we’re gonna be stuck here for a while.”
  14. “Take. It. Off.”
  15. “Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.”
  16. “I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.”
  17. “Stop it! It tickles!”
  18. “It’s okay to cry…”
  19. “And that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations.”
  20. “D..did you just make that noise?”
  21. “He’s a bad kisser.”
  22. “You can scream if you want.”
  23. “I didn’t know we were keeping track.”
  24. “We’re playing checkers. If you don’t like it, leave.”
  25. “One of them’s missing.”
  26. “Save some for me.”
  27. “Oh, fuck off.”
  28. “You’re still mad?”
  29. “Come over here and make me.”
  30. “You better watch yourself.”
  31. “Eat your lunch and you wouldn’t be hungry.”
  32. “Why did we have to have kids?”
  33. “Call on Line 1”
  34. “He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.”
  35. “I’m done! You can fix it!”
  36. “Can we just watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch?”
  37. “Where did he go?”
  38. “You leave whenever you feel like it.”
  39. “I forgot I was a single parent.”
  40. “Don’t apologize if you don’t mean it.”
  41. “You’re going out dressed like that?”
  42. “For the hundredth time, I’m not your babysitter.”  
  43. “Frost the damn cupcakes.”
  44. “Well that’s the second biggest news I’ve heard all day.”
  45. “You look pretty hot in plaid.”  
  46. “I thought you were dead!”
  47. “I thought it was a one-night-stand…and now we’re married…”
  48. “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”
  49. “Quit touching me. Your feet are cold.”
  50. “You know you want it, sweetheart.”
  51. “I’m your husband. It’s my job.”  
  52. “You just wanted them because the light up.”
  53. “That wasn’t very subtle.”
  54. “He thinks he’s a mind reader.”  
  55. “It’s just you and me tonight. I was thinking we could have a little fun.”
  56. “I don’t do hugs.”
  57. “Don’t talk anymore.”
  58. “I’m just a guy with a wife, two kids, and a Harley.”
  59. “How do I even put up with you?”
  60. “I said get rid of it.”
  61. “They didn’t just find out. They already knew!”
  62. “You’re not as quiet as you think you are.”
  63. “Can you just man up and change his diaper?”
  64. “Just don’t buy a goat. I don’t care what you do, just no goats.”
  65. “I have a secret.”
  66. “I won’t let you get hurt.”
  67. “You’re strong, baby. You have to be.”
  68. “He’s four years old!!”
  69. “I’ve had enough! I want to be alone!”
  70. “I can’t stand seeing you like this.”
  71. “Me and the boys will handle it.”
  72. “You’re competitive and so am I, and it’s going to lead to a fight.”
  73. “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”
  74. “You’re a dork, just like your father.”
  75. “Mind if I join you?”
  76. “Daddy!”
  77. “I lost our child.”
  78. “That’s my shirt. So is that..wait?”
  79. “My name isn’t Leslie…who’s Leslie?”
  80. “There’s a surprise upstairs for you.”
  81. “I’ll take care of it.”
  82. “I’m not your boss? Well then who is?”
  83. “You can’t eat solids, only liquids until Thursday.”
  84. “Come on, baby, up to bed.”
  85. “They got you a present. Isn’t it sweet?”
  86. “Am I scaring you?”
  87. “Run! You said you’d work out with me!”
  88. “After everything…I’d still choose you.”
  89. “And when did you plan on telling me about this?”
  90. “Trust me.”
  91. “Scoot over a little bit, please.”
  92. “You’re so clingy, I love it.”
  93. “You didn’t just wake me up at 2am because you were ‘in the mood’.”
  94. “Did they hurt you?”
  95. “You’re cute when you’re all worried.”
  96. “Stop being grumpy. It’s lame.”
  97. “I don’t need a hero, I need a husband.”
  98. “Don’t shut me out.”
  99. “You got a cute butt.”
  100. “I just got out of the shower, I can’t dance. What if my towel falls off?”
  101. “Don’t be an asshole. Asshole.”
  102. “Do you really think I could ever replace you?”
  103. “Sharing is caring. Now give me your fries.”
  104. “…or we can chill in our underwear.”
  105. “You can’t make up for it by giving me a tic-tac.”
  106. “Keep pedaling and don’t stop, okay?”
  107. “You, me, popcorn, two liter Dr. Pepper, and a movie. You in?”
  108. “Have you seen my contacts?”
  109. “Life is a highway, and I’m always drunk. So I’m not driving.”
  110. “Quit stalling. Where’s your father?”
  111. “You can’t just hug me and think everything’s okay.”
  112. “Is he coming home?”
  113. “I prefer blondes.”
  114. “No more dogs. How hard it it to understand?”
  115. “I let you win.”
  116. “I broke your nose, and I’m sorry for that. But what you’re doing isn’t fair.”
  117. “Can I do your hair?”
  118. “Your favorite superhero can’t be a villain.”
  119. “I told you not to jump on the bed!”
  120. “He’s pampering me, let him be.”
  121. “Ready or not, here I come.”
  122. “I’m worried about losing my job!”
  123. “Oh, did I scare you, big boy?”
  124. “Happy new year!”
  125. “Quit moving, I’m trying to sleep. Wait…are you…what?!”
  126. “You nap, I’ll stay awake.”
  127. “It’s turbulence. It’s normal.”
  128. “Don’t touch me. We’re fighting.”
  129. “I’ll give you a massage.”
  130. “You fell asleep in the tub?!”
  131. “Are you doodling?”
  132. “We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk.”
  133. “Slushies aren’t just for kids, fuck society.”
  134. “Are you scared…Then why won’t you look at the screen?”
  135. “Enough with the pillow talk, I’m tired.”
  136. “You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it.”
  137. “We need groceries, not just junk food. You’re worse than the kids.”
  138. “Is this our closet? Or your closet?”
  139. “If I win, you do dishes for a week.”
  140. “Fist bumps are cooler than high-fives…”
  141. “Use your words.”
  142. “Hold my hand so he gets jealous.”
  143. “Ew, your hand is sweaty.”
  144. “Get out of my face before I hit you.”
  145. “I don’t care if your 4 or 40, you don’t hit people.”
  146. “You only care about football, beer, and raking leaves.”
  147. “Look! Fireflies!”
  148. “Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”
  149. “I just need ten minutes.”
  150. *Make Your Own*

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In Defense of the Misunderstood Hero, Mori Ougai

I’m sure many would raise eyebrows when they read the title because, Mori? A hero?

Many people portrayed Mori as a sadistic devil, but in no canon situation has Mori ever shown any sadistic tendency (like Dazai has). In fact, I’d say he’s the reverse of that. He took care of Elise very well, despite/even though she’s his own ability. He never once has hurt people for the sake of hurting people.

In fact whenever he didn’t have any business to take care of, his true personality shone through and it was not of a cold, heartless man with no conscience. Rather it was one full of dorkiness and gentle patience. Here, he even contacted Ango (who was sweating bullet because holy shit he’s being called by the fucking boss of Port Mafia) just to ask what color of dress will fit Elise more.

(For the love of anything holy I’ve scoured Ango and Oda’s tag in tumblr yet I can’t find it. It’s the extra DVD comic featuring Buraiha trio drinking and talking shit about Mori. In exchange, have these dorky dad and son interacting;

First thing first, I will give you what I think is the most important fact about Mori. Look at his line in this scene

Now this is his true nature; his main motivation for doing everything he did. The good of the organization.

At no point has Mori’s action ever benefit only himself. At every instance he appeared in the story, he’s doing something for the Mafia and for Yokohama. The only self-centered thing he has ever done was asking Elise to wear what he wanted her to wear and that’s moot point anyway since she’s his Ability and presumably modeled after his ‘ideal’ little girl.

In this scene, he saved four members of ADA and even gave Atsushi an important lesson. Why would he do such a thing when he could literally immobilize Anne and Lucy by bloodlust alone? He could have let her take Tanizaki and Atsushi, then pressure her to let him out with his memory intact. Not to mention that his Ability, Elise, was waiting just outside, standing by ready to break him out any time.

If he does this, not only he will go free with the memory of the attack and thus the secret of Anne’s Room, he would also take care of not one but three ADA agents. Rather, he chose to save all of them plus every single person Anne has swallowed in the Dark Room.

Now here;

This is the scene where he took over as boss. The fact that the Old Boss was bedridden and hallucinating while seemingly so thin, also from the way he was narrated by Hirostu in episode 21, implicate that his condition was something he contracted at a long period of time rather than it being something sudden.

Notice the circumstance in which he did it. Mori only killed the boss after he issued the order that would bring destruction not only to the Mafia but also to the city and nation at large, killing many people whether criminal or innocent. He didn’t do it before even though he could have.

By becoming the biggest bad of the bad, he resolved himself to take care of the light from the shadows. And this is important because if he hadn’t stepped in at that time either the Old Boss would have burnt Yokohama down or another heinous criminal would have taken over and brings the nation down with them.

He is protecting Yokohama by not letting people worse than him to take control of its biggest criminal organization. Notice what Kouyou think about him;

She supported him because of this too. She knew what it felt like to under one of those leaders that cared only for money and power like the Old Boss. Kouyou will not support people if all they brought with them was suffering and death the way she was forced to feel when her dearest was taken away from her. Under Mori’s reign, our queen Kouyou pledge her loyalty not to him but the kinder way he brought.

It can also be seen in this scene.

Mori could have taken effort to keep Kouyou there, but his tone and body language are open. He knew that Kouyou can go anytime and he’s not fighting to keep her there; Kouyou decided to stay on her own free will and he is appreciative of knowing he had a single ally he can absolutely trust on who also knew of his true motivation.

In this scene

It was made clear that he respect the Old Boss, so much that the death of a hundred subordinate made him embarrassed.  He’s not upset that he lost some underlings, he’s upset that he lost them without a good reason to justify their death. A miscalculation has taken a hundred of his soldiers.

And you might think his reaction to this is rather cold, but remember that all of them were members of the mafia. All of them are criminals who would be executed if they fall into the hands of the police and they also knew what they’re getting into when they joined the Organization.

You can probably say what he did to Odasaku was horrible, sure. But it was expected for the boss of the Mafia to do so. (further reading for this topic)

But you have to admit it was a stroke of utter genius. With the gifted Business Permit and no longer fearing the government, Mori would be freer to take down opposing criminal organization that might bother the peace. Rather, he focused the Mafia to expanding its power and outwardly he did so, like this there will be very little chance for either a rebellion or an enemy organization attacking them in their HQ. This would also mean less threat to Yokohama.

Fukuzawa’s remark in this was absolutely true. Not only between the two organization but also for him and Mori specifically. Mori loved Yokohama, enough to dip into the darkest of dark to protect it. And Fukuzawa knew it too because look at his line here

In this, it can be said that he didn’t want a war to break in Yokohama that might disturb its peace. But then why say ‘balance’?

This is because Fukuzawa knew the extent of his subordinate’s strength also that they will be able to kill Mori if they go all out. This is what he feared the most. While if he died, the Agency can be well-taken care of in Kunikida’s hand, once Mori’s dead there’s no one to reign in the Port Mafia and keep it from wreaking havoc, thus destroying the balance of Yokohama city into what it was before; the Dragon Head Rush. (you might want to read the novel of dark era to really grasp the situation. But basically it was a gang war that led to many victims including the families of Odasaku’s orphans)

More than that, the people who might succeed Mori would not be as kind as him. They might do what the Old Boss did and try to burn Yokohama down.

And this, I think, is also the main reason why Mori sent Dazai away from the Mafia. It is, of course, easy to assume what Dazai remarked about Mori’s intention in chapter 30/episode 21 to be the truth; that he did it to remove a threat to his position.

But is this the whole story?

The fact that he kept Dazai’s spot empty rather than choosing someone else to fill it was a paradox if you were to look at him from the angle of a man hungry for power. He has anticipated Dazai’s return, was so sure of it in fact that he sacrificed monetary and workload gains of having another Executive. If he wanted Dazai back in the first place, then why drive him out of the Mafia and into the ADA?

For now, imagine what would have happened if Dazai took over as the Boss if he’s still the same man he was before Oda’s death. Cruel, ruthless and uncaring for people’s life as he was, he would have gone into the same track as the Old Boss and destroys Yokohama as his mental health eroded. Not even Odasaku would be able to save him from himself at this point.

This is also why he asked Dazai back to the Mafia after taking such extreme methods to drive him out. Of course there are another reason, that is he needed his right hand back to drive out the Guild as he remarked.

But the main reason why he asked back after all this time was because there are people in ADA who have taught him about having something worth loving and worth protecting.

Mori felt that Dazai has learnt enough about the light and why it is something worth protecting. With it, when Dazai inevitably take his seat as the Boss of Port Mafia, Dazai would be able to follow his legacy as the Darth Vader of Bungou Stray Dogs and The Dark Knight of Yokohama. This is Mori’s special way of grooming Dazai to become his successor.

All this was so Dazai can be his successor and not the Old Boss’.

Conclusion for those who are too lazy to read 2000+ words of Mori being awesome: no, Mori is not an evil incarnate born to manipulate everyone to his own amusement.

If anything, he’s the greatest hero of the story. The same way the ADA is protecting the city and Japan from the light, Mori is protecting it from the shadows. With the balance that has been made between him and Fukuzawa, it is imperative that he keep doing what he did, or the balance will fall and Yokohama condemned into a lake of fire.

Asagiri Kafka is truly an exceptional writer. They made Mori into this all-bad boss of the Mafia while slipping in his real face every so often. Here is the author who made every character complex and with their own motivation. What made you think they’ll make the ‘villain’ as simple as a man existing just to be a villain?

Even Fitzgerald and Fyodor got development and reasoning for doing what they did, but the difference is they’re arc-villain and not whole story-villain like Mori. Their reign will be over with their arc, but Mori’s will live as long as BSD continues, so it’s imperative that they got their development and exposition early on so the readers can sympathize with them.

Thus I concluded my exposition of the anti-hero that has been protecting Yokohama all this time not by bathing in sunlight but by submerging himself in blood yet capable of keeping his head out of it depth; Mori Ougai.

SPOILERS

All of my favorite BatB2017 quotes, in somewhat chronological order.  Feel free to add some if you want!

  • “Every prince, every dog has his day…" 
  • "Where did you run off to this week?" 
  • "It’s not going to happen, ladies." 
  • "You are the wildest, most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.  Nobody deserves you." 
  • "Not that one, but you know……books." 
  • "It’s alright, Philipe, just a bit of snow….in June…" 
  • "Ah, a man of taste!” “He was talking about me!" 
  • "Mum said not to move, because it might be scary.  Sorry.” “…It’s alright.” (Runs the hell away) 
  • “Belle, he means forever!  Apparently that’s what happens when you pick a flower!" 
  • "A life sentence for a rose?” “I received eternal damnation for one!" 
  • "Don’t be afraid.” “I’m not afraid…and I will escape, I promise." 
  • ”‘Once this door closes, it will not open again! Rawr!’ I know, he is so dramatic!“ 
  • "How can I be strong when you make me so weak…?" 
  • “A broken clock is right two times a day, mon ami, but this is not one of those times.”
  • "I have no taste buds but I can tell this is exquisite!" 
  • "Ah, quietly, sotto voce.  Of course…are there any other tasteless demands you wish to make upon my artistry?" 
  • “Too much?” “Yyyyyyyep.”
  • "Is that fair?” “I don’t care." 
  • “G-A-S-T…I believe there’s another T…it just occurred to me that I’m illiterate and never had to spell it out loud before…”
  • “I’ve been told I’m clingy, but I don’t get it.”
  • "How in the midst of all this sorrow can so much hope and love endure?" 
  • "Think of the one thing you’ve always wanted.  Now find it in your mind’s eye and feel it in your heart." 
  • “Was that a joke?  Are you making jokes now?”
  • “The air is blue and keen and cold…”
  • “Easy to remember, harder to move on, knowing the Paris of my childhood…is gone…”
  • All of Evermore.  All of it.
  • "There’s a beast running wild, there’s no question; but I fear the wrong monster’s released…" 
  • “This is dangerous.” “Yes.  Yes it is.”
  • "And you must be his grandmother!” “Grandmother?! ATTACK!" 
  • "Sorry, old friend.  It’s hero time." 
  • "I’m coming, my darling…the fat lady is siIIIIIIinging!" 
  • “Little boys…be free, be free, be freeeeeee!”
  • "How d’you like your tea?  Piping hot, or boiling?" 
  • "Silence that 'arpsichord!" 
  • "You’re too good for him, anyway.  What do you say we get back to it?" 
  • "I am not a beast." 
  • “Amore, no!  Don’t leave me…”
  • “It was—an honor to—serve with y….”  “…the honor…was mine.” 
  • “Turn back into a clock, turn back into a clock…”
  • “How do you feel about growing a beard?” (and what came after)
  • “Nature points the way, nothing left to say…”
“Do We Have To?”

Summary: Bucky keeps ripping your panties. You take him to Victoria`s Secret to buy some more.

Word Count: 460

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: fluffiness, illusions to smut

A/N: okay, my first fic got a lot of love, so i wrote this fluffy drabble! please leave feedback! drop a request in my ask box if you want! ill tag a few of my favorite blogs at the bottom. *Part 2 is posted*


Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

“Bucky! C’mon you know that was my last pair!”

 “I’m sorry baby. I just couldn’t wait. I will buy you all new pairs. I promise!” Bucky used his classic puppy dog eyes and signature pout. He knew you could never say to him when he made that face.

 “Fine. But we are going now. Let’s go, get your pants back on. I`ll be in the car.”

 “B-but y/n, if you can’t tell I gotta little problem. Just please we can have a quickie then we can go.”

 “No Bucky, we are leaving now, if you`re good then I might make it up to you in the new lingerie I will be buying!”

“Oh Doll, now you`re speakin` my language! Let’s go!”    

One Car Ride Later…

               Bucky walked in to Victoria`s secret not realizing what he had just gotten himself into. He was overwhelmed with the amount of lace and silk in every corner of the store. He had no idea that there were that many styles of panties! He didn’t understand how girls could walk around with strings up their asses all day. He was scared, confused, and intrigued all at once.

 “Bucky, baby, this way. I need to pick out the ones over here. You can help me if you want.”

You spoke with a smirk on your face. You knew he was going to go crazy over the styles you picked. His favorite pair you have ever owned were the lace cheekies he ripped on your first time being intimate together.

  “D-doll, there are so many colors and styles. Just pick whatever you want, y/n. I will gladly buy them. Maybe you should get this.”

He picked up a lacey black corset that went with a silk robe. You knew the exact reason he picked the outfit. Your two-year anniversary was coming up and he had planned on a fancy dinner and not leaving the bed for the rest of the night and the following day.

You giggled quietly, pulling the outfit from his hands to add to your haul. You had picked out some boy shorts, cheeky panties you knew he already loved, a couple lace thongs knowing he would be very much into them, and of course panties just for your period. No one wears fancy panties on their period!

 “Okay babe, you ready to go? I think I have everything I need.”

You started walking over to the cashier when Bucky stopped you to whisper into your ear,

 “Maybe you should try them on first. I mean we have to see if they fit.”

You could feel the smirk on his lips. You quickly grabbed his hand and led him to the fitting rooms. You knew you would have to buy everything in your bag.

Tags:

@papi-chulo-bucky @ursulaismymiddlename @cumonbucky @totheendofthelinepal @opaque-daydream @written-s0ul @bucky-plums-barnes

Dog The Destroyer

Requested By Anon

Pairings: Can be read as a Bucky x Reader


Star-Lord has created a chatroom.

Star-Lord has invited Y/N, Drax, Groot.

Star-Lord: Y/N, tell Drax he doesn’t have to take EVERYTHING I say literally.

Y/N: Drax, don’t take everything Peter says literally.

Drax: I can’t take words.

Star-Lord: SEE WHAT I MEAN!

Groot: I am Groot.

Y/N: You’re right, Groot.

Star-Lord: Yes, he’s Groot.

Groot: I am Groot.

Y/N: Yeah, he is quite stressed.

Star-Lord: How do you understand him?!

Groot: I am Groot.

Y/N: Haha! Right?!

Drax: They are talking about you, Quill.

Star-Lord: HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?

Groot: I am Groot.

Y/N: I would love to help but I have to give Bucky his gift.

Star-Lord: Help with what?! …Where’s MY gift?

Drax: Don’t be rude. They are having a conversation.

Star-Lord: We have to go. I’ll talk to you soon, Y/N!

Y/N: Tell Gamora and Rocket I said hi!

Star-Lord has left the chat.

Groot has left the chat.

Y/N: … Don’t you have to go too, Drax?

Drax: If they are dying, I will go.

Y/N: …Okay.

Thor has joined the chat.

Thor: Y/N! I am distressed!

Y/N: Pikachu, why is that?

Thor: I HAVE LOST MY SANDWICH!

Drax: How do you lose a sandwich? It does not have legs to go anywhere.

Thor: SILENCE MAN I DO NOT KNOW! 

Drax: I am not making any noise.

Thor: Who is this man, Y/N?

Drax: I am Drax. My name is right there, see.

Thor: … You do not say.

Drax: Yes, I am not saying, I am typing.

Y/N: Can’t you make another one?

Thor: I had brought back the finest ingredients in all of the nine realms when I last went to Asgard. It was no ordinary midgardian sandwich. It took me two hours to make! I had enough ingredients to make one for you too. I would bring it to you but it is not safe to leave the kitchen with it.

Y/N: That’s so sweet of you, thank you. Why’s it not safe?

Thor: Barton is trying to steal it! I have managed to fend him off. He has retreated to the vents but I fear he will appear at any moment now. I lost one sandwich, I will not lose this one!

Y/N: It’s alright, Thor. You can have that one.

Thor: Are you sure?

Y/N: Yes. You can make me another one when you go back to Asgard.

Thor: Thank you! You truly are the kindest one on the team.

Thor has left the chat.

Drax: Don’t you have to give Bucky his gift?

Y/N: Not really. I got him a German Shepard puppy! When he comes back from his mission with Steve he’ll see the cutie running around.

Drax: I do not know what beast this German Shepard is but is it safe to leave it to run free at your base?

Y/N: Yeah! It’s just a puppy. What harm could it do?

Tony has joined the chat.

Tony: WHY IS THERE A DOG EATING A SANDWICH IN MY LAB?!

Drax: So that is how Thor’s sandwich escaped.

Tony: Who are you?!

Y/N: Isn’t he cute, Tony?! I got him as a gift for Bucky!

Drax: I am not cute.

Y/N: I mean the puppy.

Drax: I am fierce.

Y/N: I know.

Tony: The dog is adorable but the lab is no place for it!

Bruce has joined the chat.

Bruce: TONY GET OFF YOUR DAMN PHONE! MAYBE THEN YOU’D SEE THAT THIS DOG IS KNOCKING OVER ALL OUR EQUIPMENT!

Bruce: NO!! NOW THE CHEMICALS

Tony: DON’T HULK OUT!

Bruce has been disconnected.

Tony has been disconnected.

Y/N: IS MY SON SAFE OMG

Drax: You have a son?

Y/N: The puppy, Drax.

Steve has joined the chat.

Steve: I heard screaming and an explosion. Are you okay?!

Y/N: I am but I don’t think Tony and Bruce are…

Bucky has joined the chat.

Bucky: STEVE

Bucky: Y/N

Bucky: I have just seen the cutest puppy (and the most hyper but that’s fine because he can keep up with me on runs) ever

Bucky: Can we keep him?

Bucky: PLEASE

Y/N: Of course! I got him as a gift for you.

Bucky: I must marry you.

Steve: Slow down there, lovebirds! Who’s going to look after him on missions?

Drax: They are not birds.

Steve: …hi?

Drax: Hello.

Bucky: I promise to take care of him!

Steve: … I don’t know.

Y/N: Please, Steve? Look at my Bucky. He’s so happy!

Brock Rumlow has joined the chat.

Brock Rumlow: Your Bucky.

Steve: HOW ARE YOU ALIVE

Brock Rumlow has left the chat.

Steve: COME BACK HERE

Steve has left the chat.

Bucky: Thank you so much, Y/N. This is the best gift ever!

Pietro has joined the chat.

Pietro: SOME DOG JUST CHEWED UP ALL MY SNEAKERS!

Bucky: Hmm, we need to name him.

Bucky: And get him toys.

Drax: Name him Dog the Destroyer, like me, Drax the Destroyer.

Pietro: 1. Who are you? 2. I agree with the destroyer part because this dog is going through the base like a damn tornado! 3. DID YOU ADOPT A HELLHOUND BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT HE IS

Nat has joined the chat.

Nat: Vision has been mistaken for a chew toy.

Pietro: Never mind. I like the dog.

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Bucky: Don’t let him chew on Vision!

Bucky: He could hurt himself!

Nat: Oh and the pup is gone off to find his next victim. Are we keeping him? Because I love him already.

Y/N: YES.

Bucky: … Not we. I. I’m keeping him. He’s mine.

Nat: Yours but I’ll be his favorite human :)

Nat has left the chat.

Bucky: NO

Bucky has left the chat.

Drax: I like this dog.

Peter has joined the chat.

Peter: I never thought I’d say this but… A dog ate my homework.

Y/N: I am so sorry! I’ll help you redo it.

Peter: Thanks. Is the dog an Avenger now? He should be because that is one strong dog.

Y/N: I guess. Don’t tell Wade though. He’ll get jealous.

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Peter has left the chat.

Clint has joined the chat.

Clint: Why did Steve give a patriotic scream??? Why was there an explosion??? Why are Bucky and Nat arguing and why is Y/N and Peter saying that they’ll be the real favorite as they watch them??? Why is there a puppy watching me type this??? Why does the pup have Sam’s goggles in his mouth???  Why does nobody tell me anything??? Why does Thor make such a delicious sandwich??? I feel like I’m floating??? What did he put in it??? It was unlike anything I’ve ever eaten???

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SugarDaddy!Cal Pt. 5

A/N: I was gonna update yesterday, but yanno school is stressful yet a top priority. I don’t have much to say, but I'm glad you all like the last part and I’m thankful for all of the nice feedback in my dms. (You get to learn a small ounce about my childhood you guys lmao) I hope you guys enjoy part 5 and remember as always I need 100 notes to release part 6💕

I coulda ended it better too, sorry bout that. It’s past two in the morning on a school night and I ran out of ideas…

**WARNING**: Slight smut, not much though


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“Y/N…” Calum grumbled, flipping onto his side to see you better and rubbing his eyes tiredly.

“Hmm?”

“Do you think fish go to heaven?”

You couldn’t help but to snort as the sleepy boy asked the question. You were currently in his bed and watching Law&Order SVU on Netflix as he struggled to stay awake. He had called you over an hour or two ago because he was bored out of his mind and now it was just a little past two in the morning. You were hesitant at coming over at first, not wanting to be seen by his roommate, but he convinced you his friend was heavily sleeping since it was so late at night. You also gave into coming over because you hadn’t seen him in almost a week and missed his scent and cheeky smile.

“Seriously.”

“I’m pretty sure they do, Calum, why?”

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anonymous asked:

Are you still accepting prompts <3 If so please can you do one where Kim says “Oh, come on. You know you love me,” to Trini, to which she responds with “I’d sell you to Satan for one corn chip.”, of course she is joking because she secretly is a softie for her tol gf :) (PS: i love your blog <3)

Hi! I am so sorry that this took so long for me to answer to. School has really been trying to take me down lately. Hopefully this isn’t too bad! P.S. Thank you! I <3 U.

“Trini,” Kim says once more, barely concealed exasperation in her tone. “We have to finish studying. The bio test is tomorrow. Can you please focus?”

Trini looks up to meet Kim’s dark eyes, from where she had been staring absent-mindedly at the mini galaxy swirling within the center of the morphing grid. 

She looks up and she sees that the girl’s gaze is set on her pointedly, in mild annoyance–probably has been for a minute or so–and though she does feel guilty for how often she’s been spacing out during this study session, her exhaustion wins out in the battle as to what she’s going to express. 

So, she sighs and falls back with a dramatic groan, throwing her right forearm over her eyes and her left over her stomach. 

“Nooo,” she drawls out then. “I’m so tired. We’ve been studying for hours, Kim. If we don’t have it at this point, then we aren’t going to have it at all.”

And Trini’s eyes might be covered, but she can just picture the small frown that pulls down Kim’s lips next, an adorable pout that always makes the shorter girl weak in her knees and even weaker in resolve. 

“That’s not true. You just give up too easily,” Kim says.

“Or maybe you don’t know when to give up,” Trini replies in turn. “Seriously, Kim. You know that I love you, but you also know how you get when it comes to these things.” 

Kim scoffs.

“Well, sorry for just trying to get us to pass biology so that we won’t have to add summer school to our schedules this year. Sue me if that’s so wrong.”

Trini removes her arm from over her face now, so that she can instead look at the other girl, who is sitting a few feet away from her, with her legs crossed and her short hair tucked behind her ears, a pencil resting just against the back of one as well. 

Her brown eyes are settled onto Trini still, and her eyebrows are furrowed deeply over them, a crease in between them that is just a bit too serious for the yellow ranger’s liking; Kim always stresses herself too much over these tests.

Trini rolls over onto her stomach, and she props herself up with her elbows, her hands clasped before her as a slow smirk makes its way onto her lips. She raises her eyebrows, and a playful look glints within her eyes. 

“You know, I’d much rather just screw y–.”

“Don’t be vulgar!” Kim interrupts, an abrupt laugh bubbling from her now smiling lips as she tosses a crumpled piece of paper at Trini’s head. 

Trini starts to chuckle too, but when the ball hits her face, she gasps dramatically before throwing her body backwards, her hand coming up to cover her nose as her shoulders hit the metal of the floor. 

“Ow!” she exclaims. “I’ve been hit! Oh God, I’ve been struck down right in the middle of my prime!”

She rolls lightly from side to side, her face covered now by both of her hands, and she manages to keep her act up for about thirty more seconds before Kim’s laughter breaks her façade.

A smile spreads across her lips as the air just above her shifts with the addition of a new presence, but she quickly forces it to morph into an exaggerated frown as Kim’s hands grab gently at her wrists, to pull her hands away from her face. 

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic,” Kim tells her lightly when she’s met with the sight of Trini’s pout. “I barely even tossed it at you, you baby.”

Trini’s pout deepens, her bottom lip jutting out even further and her eyebrows creasing even more so. 

“That hurt,” she insists. “I should report you to the authorities.”

“And tell them what exactly?” Kim asks with a soft giggle. “That you’re a big baby that can’t take a paper ball to the face? Because that’s the truth, and if you say anything else they’ll just put you in jail; They don’t like liars.”

“I’m not sure that’s how the whole justice system works, Kim,” Trini says. “Do you even pay attention in Government class?”

Kim hums thoughtfully with a tilt of her head before answering with an honest, “No.”

Trini laughs, shaking her head and pursing her lips as she does so. 

“See, and then you wonder why you’re stressed about the tests we take. I only got transferred into Government earlier this semester and even I know more than you. That’s sad, babe.”

“Hey!” Kim exclaims. “It is not my fault that the only classes I can’t pay attention in are the ones you’re in. I do just fine in the other five classes I take. So, technically, it’s all your fault that I get so stressed. You’re the catalyst for the chain of events that leads to me not knowing anything about the subject.”

“Well, looky there. You used the word catalyst correctly! There’s one correct question on the Bio test right there!” 

Trini laughs as Kim scowls at her, but her laugh quickly morphs into a low whine as the other girl smacks at her upper arm. 

“Ow!” she says again, her hand coming up to rub at her bicep. “What is with you and hurting me?! This is not how relationships are supposed to go, you know!”

Kim just shrugs. 

“Stop saying stupid things, and then I won’t hit you. It’s as simple as that.” 

Trini frowns.

“I don’t say stupid things!” she protests. “I think you just enjoy hitting me! Which I definitely do not enjoy, and which I do not want to take any longer!”

With the conclusion of her sentence, she turns over to push herself up onto her knees, and then her feet. She makes it about two steps before strong arms are wrapping around her waist, their hold firm and familiar. 

“Oh, come on. Stop being so dramatic,” Kim says as she pulls Trini’s body back to be flush against hers. “You know you love me.”

Trini definitely does not melt into Kim’s touch at all as she fights the smile trying to tug at the corners of her lips–Nope, not a single bit. 

“Honestly?” she asks monotonously, to prove that fact. “I’d sell you to Satan for one corn chip.” Kim gasps. “And not even like a Tostito’s corn chip. I’d do it for a Walgreen’s brand one.”

The grip on her waist loosens, and it gives her the opportunity to turn around within them. 

She’s met with Kim’s pout, this time, and her heart practically swells within her chest, full and ready to overflow with endearment, at the sight.

“That was surprisingly more painful than one would expect,” Kim says seriously, a thoughtful furrow to her eyebrows. “Have you been working on that one for a while or something? Because, ouch.”

Trini chuckles lowly as she begins to, slowly, wrap her own arms around Kim’s waist.

“Actually, yes,” she replies. “I was going to use that one on Zack, the next time he tried to convince me that he was my favorite person, but, hey, the opportunity presented itself.”

She shrugs and tries to keep in the giggle that pushes at her lips as Kim’s puppy dog eyes widen.

“So now you’re implying that I’m not your favorite person?” the pink ranger asks, completely affronted. “Well, then what am I even doing here?”

She goes to pull away, but Trini isn’t having it.

“Okay, okay. Don’t leave. I’m sorry. I was just kidding,” the yellow ranger says, tightening her grip around the other girl. “You know you’re my favorite, baby. I was just kidding.”

Kim continues to look down at her with an unconvinced expression, her lips downturned and pursed. 

“Oh, come on! I was just kiddinggg,” Trini insists after a few moments. “You know you’re my favorite. My one and only. The one true love of my life. The best thing to ever happen to me. My girl–.”

Kim finally laughs then, her smile breaking through the resistance she had been trying to continue, and her dark eyes shining as she leans down to rest her forehead against Trini’s own. 

“Okay,” she interjects gently. “I believe you.” She presses a soft kiss to Trini’s nose. “You’re my favorite too. My one and only. The one true love of my life. The best thing to ever happen to me.”

Warmth swells within Trini’s chest at that, and it spreads through her entire body, from the bottom of her feet to the tips of her fingers, just as it always does. She smiles, loving and calm. 

“Well, good. Because that would’ve been embarrassing if not.”

Kim hums lightly as she leans in.

“True,” she says, her lips hovering just above Trini’s own.

A few seconds pass, and then the yellow ranger is closing the distance between them, connecting their lips slowly and softly, comfortable and familiar.

They kiss for some moments, and then when they pull back, they press their foreheads together again. 

“I love you,” Kim admits, quiet and true.

Trini smiles. 

“I love you too.” 

Kim raises an eyebrow.

“So, does that mean you’ll keep studying with me, then?”

Trini throws her head back with a groan. 

“I guess it does.”

The smile that Kim flashes her before pulling her back to their books makes the prospect of learning about the different types of reactions not as hard to bear.

Man, Trini has it so bad.

Bungou Stray Dogs Ideal OVA Spoilers

So first, my Japanese isn’t quite good enough for an anime/manga series like BSD because we know that this requires a higher level of Japanese. So I reread the manga translation by beloved @dazaiscans after watching to fully understand.

So the whole OVA basically goes after manga chapter 40 with a few minor differences. And that’s what I’ll only be pointing out here. If you prefer the whole story, you can just read the manga itself since it’s the same. 

Some have also been asking if it’s already uploaded somewhere, I’m not sure about that but I heard that it might get posted this weekend. The one I have is what I bought as I happen to be in Japan currently.

So you may want to wait for the video itself or if you don’t mind, spoilers are under the cut!

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@murderxbaby  Applejack is my BEAUTIFUL GODSON WHO IS A DOG (he’s not my dog he is a close friend’s!). He is a rescue, is about 10 years old, likely some kind of springer spaniel/corgi mix. He is an absolute angel and will do anything for a tiny taste of whipped cream. His favorite trick is hi-5. 

an unspeakable beauty with a magnificent tail and his eyes aren’t always looking in the same direction:

Sign of the times serie - part one We’re fucking lost

MASTERLIST - PROMPT LIST

Request : “161 with tom? Maybe?”

»  “We are not going to steal someone’s dog.”

Characters : Tom Holland x reader

Word count : ~1650

A/N : I think I’mma turn it into a serie because why not and I like the idea of them being strangers to each other so ??? Just tell me if you want it to continue guys


The shooting of Chaos Walking was really exhausting, and Tom didn’t get enough sleep. As he told his fans through lives, it was the more difficult filming he ever did for now on. Even veing Spider-Man wasn’t that hard. But the more he would spend his energy on the film, the better the finish would be. It was worth the price, the only thing that really mattered was how the public and critics would react to the movie. But it was only the start of the second week of shooting. Damn.

Him and Harrison were going back to their cabin in the forest, where they’d watch movies and sleep as they was already doing for other a week now. It was kind of sad to be this alone in such a place, Tom would have liked having his family with him, enjoy some camping with them, around a wild fire eating some marshmallows. It wasn’t all fun being two, even if they were best friends. I guess they were just so used to each other already.

“Okay, that’s it, I’m going on adventure.” Said Tom, leaving the couch to go to the bedroom.

“That does not look like some fun adventure.” Replied Harrison. Seeing his brother going to the bedroom, he thought he was just going to sleep. But Tom was filling a backpack with a hoodie, his camera, before he went to the kitchen to grab water and some food. “Wait what ?”

He shruggled, focused on what he was taking. “You coming ?”

Harrison didn’t even hesitated. “Fuck, YES.” Few minutes later, they were outside, letting their steps lost them without caring. Everything seemed similar here, it was just trees, and trees, and other trees. But the only thing that mattered was that they were together, and they discussed about everything. It was late, they were tired, so they lost any talking filter they could have had.

“Have you never wanted to take a year to go on a huge adventure ? Like, hitch hiking with a tent on your back, not knowing if you will be able to eat the evening because you have no food left and you haven’t met anyone offering you dinner ?” Tom creased his nose, his head now in the clouds. Je was picturing himself in this situation, with a friend by his side, just enjoying life and people’s sympathy.

“Yes. Well, I mean, not especially hitch hiking, but why not. I’m open to that stuff, you know-”

Woof, woof.

Harrison stopped talking, cut by a dog. Both guys immediately turned around themselves, looking everywhere to find the puppy. But they didn’t see anything and the dog couldn’t stop woofing. Tom was scared, why was a dog woofing in the middle of the forest, and so late ? Was someone abandoning them before going on holidays ? This simple thought broke his heart, no animal deserved such a treat.

“Doggy doggy doggy !” He called him, hoping the dog would hear him and don’t hesitate to run to him. “Where are you ?!” He screamed. And suddenly he could hear branches cracking over steps coming toward them. A husky was heading right to him.

It didn’t take long to Tom to become friend with the dog. Actually, it was all natural for him, and he never had to put efforts. Destiny wanted him as dogs’ friend -which he liked. On his collar, there was his name, Loki. Tom couldn’t help but smile, Thor’s brother. Well, adoptive brother. There was also an address, but it was clearly impossible to Tom to know where the shit the house could be, he didn’t even know where his own were. “We should take him home.”

Harrison was petting Loki, a light smile in his face as he found a new friend, but he was kind of jealous of Tom and his special link with dogs. They’d always jump on the curly haired guy and not him. What a life. “We’re not going to steal someone’s dog.”

A few minutes later, they’d found the way back home and Loki was their new guest.


Hours. You’ve searched for hours, but there was still no track of Loki. It was the last time your little sister would take him alone for a walk, like, really. Lose your dog… No, he was the reason you came back home everyday, the love of your life. Loki was your confident, the only man of your life. Without him, you’d be lost, no one to talk to. You couldn’t think of the eventuality of having lost him forever.

“I need to reach a guy’s heart. I need to take Loki for a walk.” You mumbled on an angry tone, imitating your sister asking for your man’s services. “Well, Fuck You !” You shouted.

You’ve cried for hours while searching and your eyes stung so bad you were having blurred vision. But stop searching ? No way. This dog was your fucking life. Stupid sister.

“Loki !” You called for him, again. You were starting to lose hope, he might be so scared, alone in the forest. He wasn’t used to loneliness as you were always here for you, and when you went to school, you took him to your grandma so she could take care of him and he could play with his brother. He was literally never by himself. He had never been.

What if he was thinking you abandoned him ? Would he think that ? Did he know you loved him so much you’d take a bullet for him ? Your heart broke again, did he know ? “Loki !” You shouted while tears started falling again.

You walked, again. You were lost too know, the sky was dark and the trees didn’t let you get any light from the moon. The only way for you to see was to use your phone but it didn’t help much. In fact it didn’t work at all, you could barely see in front of you and that wasn’t what would help you. “Loki !” You shouted a new time. But nothing, there was no woofing.

You started thinking of going back home, heartbroken, but for so you needed to find your way back, which seemed hard. For lengthy minutes you just walked going only God knew where, trying to receive some network to use your map. Nothing seemed to go well for you tonight. Until you saw a kind of illuminated duplex far away. There was someone, someone who could probably help you out.

Knock knock knock.

Tom frowned, it was so late and they were in the middle of nowhere, who was knocking at the door ? He looked up at Harrison who was as confused as him, and Loki started woofing while running to the door. “Okay, calm down good boy !” Said Tom, getting up to reach the door. He opened it and had no time to see who knocked because Loki jumped on the person.

“Oh my God baby I thought I’ve lost you ! I’m sorry Y/S/N acted like a bitch and used you, she’s never taking you for a walk again any way soon.” You hugged your soulmate, kissing himbefore raising your head to your savior. “Thank you for taking him, I’m so-” You stopped. You couldn’t believe it, in front of you was nothing less than Tom Holland, the fucking Spider-Man. “Wow. I was… I was looking for Loki and I found both him and Peter Parker, what a life.” You whispered getting up.

Tom didn’t need to be a genius to understand you already knew him. He smirked, glad you didn’t scream or anything else too outrageous. Some meetings were really crazy, with fans screaming or fainting. He was too tired to take care of those things. “That’s right I’m Spider-Man.” You giggled knowing him enough to know he loved when people reminded him that fact -not that he would forget it one day. “Loki’s a real love, I was so pleased having him with me you know.”

You nodded, blushing. Tom fucking Holland took care of your dog and was now talking to you. “Yes, couldn’t imagine my life without him, even for a day. You might be missing Tessa a lot.” You creased your nose, realizing this sounded weird. “Uhm, sorry, didn’t mean to look like some creeper. It’s just… Well, it’s not like you keep her out of the spotlight.”

Loki started woofing again, huddling Tom. So the actor leaned to the dog, instantly petting him. “No, that’s cool, and you’re actually right.” His British accent made your heartbeat go even faster. You had a crush on Tom, well a celebrity crush, he was your favorite and that was all, not like you’d flirt with him or try anything else. You just liked him as a person. “You know your way back home ?”

“Not really, but I’ll find something out.” You assured. “It’s not the first time I’m lost.”

Tom frowned and got all his attention on you. “There’s no way I let you if you don’t know where you’re going.” His voice seemed stern as if he was really concerned of your situation, you blushed at all this kindness he gave you without asking. “Come in.”

Tom stepped back to let you enter the house, Loki already running to the living room to meet Harrison. You felt obligated to stay, but you were embarrassed getting into his life like that. “Thank you, I’ll leave as soon as the sun arrives.”

Tom smiled, walking to the living-room. “No way. Anyways, this is Harrison, but I think you already know that too.”

You nodded, and before you could say him hello, the blond-haired boy frowned. “What the fuck, is that a stripper ? I didn’t order any this time I promise.”


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Write Me Lovely part 4

Betty floured the surface of the counter, her fingers sprinkling the white powder with practiced ease. Wiping her palms on the frilly white apron around her waist, Betty reached into the smallest fridge in the kitchen pulling out the Saran wrapped, chilled dough.

She could hear herself humming some familiar jazz tune but it was all white noise, something to keep her mind from wandering as she kneaded the dough, smoothing and rolling her wrists, this was her favorite part, pies were her thing ever since she could remember. Peach, Blueberry, apple, you name it she could make a pie out of it, and your damn straight it was the best pie this side of the county. Everyone loved her pies.

Jughead would surely love her pies.

Betty stopped abruptly, her fingers deep in the pie dough, why on earth had that crossed her mind? Why was she thinking of her penpal so late at night? She hadn’t heard back from him in a week, perhaps she had pushed her luck by asking for his dog, she hadn’t meant any offense, shebreally had been looking to adopt one and poor little hot dog seemed like he needed a home. With a heavy shake of her head Betty cleared those thoughts out of her mind. He would write her back, she was certain of it.

Today had been an odd day, not bad, just strange. It had been surprisingly busy for a Tuesday and nearly everyone seemed to be coming in for her world famous sugar cookies, she’d been putting batches in the oven all day, then on her lunch hour Veronica seemed to be obsessed with telling Betty how amazing Paris would be and how her father had tickets for two whenever they were ready, she told betty all about how unhappy she was with Archie and how she desperately needed to get away after dodging the invitation and telling her best friend “maybe Ronnie! Definitely maybe” she headed back to the bakery where her ex boyfriend Chuck Clayton was seated on the steps, he simply wanted to talk, something Betty was not willing to do after the way he had treated her. She’d gone inside the bakery, locked the doors and shut down for the day. It had definitely been strange.

A sudden sharp knock on the front door nearly sent Betty flying backwards, breaking her out of her thoughts. With a quick glance at the clock Betty’s entire body tensed, it was 12:30 at night, no one from Riverdale was ever up at 12:30 at night. Gripping the rolling pin in her hands Betty was quick to rip open the front door and stand ready to fight.

A handsome young man in a leather jacket was standing in front of her, covering some large object.

“Woah Betty Crocker! I’m not here to hurt you! I’ve got a gift.”

Betty’s eyes instantly narrowed
“I don’t know who you are, therefore I will not be accepting any gifts you have to offer. Goodnight.” The shaken blonde went to close the door but a foot quickly shot out blocking her.

“I’m not here to hurt you, listen, my names Reggie Mantle and Jughead Jones is my best friend. I’m just here to drop off this little dude.” Reggie stepped aside revealing what he had been hiding.

A shivering white sheepdog was standing behind the tall dark haired Asian, its fur covered in dirt and looking far too thin for Betty’s liking.

“Hot dog.” She whispered, her eyes turning accusingly to Reggies as she took in the state of the pup.

He instantly put his hands up
“Don’t look at me! I’ve been…away. Just got out of lockup this week, I was all the way in California. Jug knew I got out so he called me up and asked me to deliver the dog. One hell of a road trip but I’d do anything for that dude.”

Betty’s eyes softened and her shoulders slumped, a wide smile finally gracing her face as she bent down and pulled the dog closer to her.

“Hi there hotdog. Welcome home.” She nuzzled the soft fur.

She looked up when she heard Reggie chuckle
“Man you really are beautiful, I can’t wait to tell Jughead. He said he didn’t care what you looked like but I’m sure he’s gonna be relieved. Oh here, got a letter for you too.” He handed her the dirty white envelope.

Betty beamed at him before her normal hospitality kicked in.

“Cookies. I’m gonna get you cookies!” She mumbled to herself as Reggie stood awkwardly in the door way. She came back with two huge tupperwares filled with freshly baked cookies and she shoved them in the muscular boys arms.

He smirked at the blonde
“I sure like it here one riverdale, you can count on me coming back to visit.”

Betty rolled her eyes, a playful smile on her lips
“I await the day.”

He waved at her as he headed back to the sleek sports car he was driving. Odd Betty thought as she ushered hot dog inside instantly grabbing a mixing bowl and filling it with water, she had no dog food or anything dog related..

“Dogs eat chicken!” She mumbled turning the stove on and running upstairs to her own home above the bakery, digging in her fridge and pulling out the chicken, once she was downstairs she placed it in a pan to cook and sat at one of the tables by the window, Hot dog directly under her feet as she kicked off her shoes and buried her toes in his fur. Opening the letter she dig into her favorite boys words.

Dear Betty Cooper,
Suprise. Not quite what you were expecting I know, and I’m sorry in advance for Reggie, he can be an ass but he’s still my best friend. You offered Hot dog a home, you don’t seem like the kind of person who says something they don’t mean so I kind of took you up on your offer. I only have one more month left of this place, if you hate The dog I’ll take him off of your hands, if you like him.. well we’ll figure it out. Thanks for being there for him. I know he’s probably not in the best shape, those guys don’t care about anything unless it comes from a tree. As for me? I can’t wait to get out of here, I feel about as caged as Hotdog. Your town sounds real nice. Was that an invitation Betty Cooper? You wiling to show me around?If you are I might have to take you up on that offer, not much left for me here on New York, I’m ready to settle down. Now let’s get to the important matters, Your baking. I’ve gotta ask.. are you even human? You’ve gotta be some kind of angel the way those damn cookies tasted. Now I’m not gonna beg but…. please send some more, please please please. The closest thing we get to cookies are prepackaged Oreos and now that I’ve tasted your snickerdoodles I can never eat an Oreo again. How are the kids you teach? I should’ve known you’d be an art teacher, a girl of many talents for sure. Summers coming up, it’ll be nice to have a break huh? I get out of here June 16th. I’m not coming back this time Betty. I won’t be back here ever again. Well I better go, thank you for saving my dog and thanks for writing me, talk to you soon.
Be safe and stay good Betty Cooper
-Jughead Jones

Betty sighed gently, holding the letter between her fingers. He would be out soon, he wanted to come here, to her. Someone wanted to see her, be around her and only her.

“I’m ready to settle down.” Betty traced that line over and over with her finger.

“Me too Jughead Jones, me too.” Betty whispered into the empty bakery, smiling as hotdog snored under her feet.

anonymous asked:

Hii, can you make a Top 5 Bungou stray dogs characters eyes👀? I finished the serie months ago but IM STILL SUPER HYPED?? AND EVEN MORE THAN BEFORE??? (I know I wrote something wrong, english is not my first language sorryy . Italian school are bad at teaching haha) thank you if you will do it! I love your account AND YOUR HAIKYUU! POST

Aaahhh that’s what BSD does to people, I finished it months ago and the hype is still the most real!!! Choosing between BSD eyes is so difficutlt because they are all extremely beautful, I’m in love with the way all of them are drawn!!! (e non preoccuparti, il tuo inglese è più che perfetto!)

1. Atsushi. Aren’t they eye of the tiger the most beautiful and unique anime eyes you’ve ever seen?

Originally posted by bsdgifs

2. Chuuya. The bluest eyes to ever blue, no wonder every fanfiction writer likes to indulge on their description so much. 

Originally posted by kunikidaz

3. Ranpo. He always keeps his eyes closed to prevent us from having a heart attack, honestly. 

Originally posted by yanqwenli

4. Fyodor. Love of my life, I live for his purple eyes. 

Originally posted by nikforovs

5. Kouyou. The queen. 

- bonus: Ok, ok, ok. I tried to avoid it, but I guess it can’t be helped, right? Dazai’s eyes too are…really something else, I have to admit it. (sorry for the gif choice, but if I have to put Dazai here I might as well use my favorite gif)

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“Is it bad that I contemplate quitting every time I think about work?” you question as you turn to face your co-worker. “I mean, it’s kind of normal to hate your job but to contemplate quitting at least ten times a shift? I don’t think that’s normal.”

Hana laughs as she grabs the empty box from the shelf and begins breaking it down. “It’s probably not for other places,” she agrees, “but this place is an exception. Honestly, if anywhere else was hiring, I’d be gone. But no one is even looking at applications.”

“It’s because everyone just got back into town from summer break,” you huff. “If only I’d listened to everyone and looked elsewhere to begin with. I can’t quit until I find another job and I can’t find another job because everyone else has the same sentiment. Fuck, being an adult sucks.”

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awouowu-deactivated20170310  asked:

ツ♪✌ ? ? ❦ do u have a fave out of ur own chars mayhaps? :0c

ツ - any pets?

his name is MEATBALL and he is a GOOD BOY

good boy, soft boy, a snuggly boy

♪ - music you like? / ✌ - favorite bands/ singers?

My music taste can be a bit dubious, but here are some songs I’ve consistently enjoyed! I dunno if I’ve ever had a fave band/singer, just cherrypicked a lot.

Blood On My Name - The Wright Brothers

Hunt You Down - The Hit House

Betty Bones - Hellcat and the Prowl

Odd Look - Kavisky ft. The Weeknd

Oh Me I - Superhumanoids

If I Had A Heart - Fever Ray

The Ghost Of Stephen Foster - Squirrel Nut Zippers

Closer - Lemaitre 

(im just doing these two questions because this is long already, sorry!)

anonymous asked:

What is your favorite beatles related fact/story

Well, my favorite story comes from The Beatles cartoon afterparty which was in 1965. (that cartoon belongs in hell)

John was under the buffet table and he looked outside and saw a hot dog stand. He then asked someone in the room (I forget who) to get him 4 hotdogs for him. I don’t know if those were all for him or for each of The Beatles but this story oh my god 

4 hotdogs

4 HOTDOGS FOR HIMSELF

(i forget where i found this story so im really sorry haha)

musterycaje123-deactivated20170  asked:

Is max like a service or therapy dog? Or is he just your dog that is trained (if this in anyways offends you I am so sorry)

Why on earth would that offend me, dear? There’s nothing wrong with needing a service or therapy animal, and you know you can ask me anything.

Also, I’m in a babbly mood, so get ready for a novel about my favorite being on this earth.

Max isn’t a service or therapy animal. He’s also not particularly trained, honestly. The old geezer has a mind of his own. If you want him to do something, he will eventually comply, but he will grumble at you. (At first, I thought he was groaning in pain because of his arthritis. But nope, that’s a different noise. He grumbles because he’s a grump who doesn’t like being bossed around.)

He’s a senior dog, overweight, has diabetes. He’s afraid of EVERYTHING- cats, wind, bones that are too big, everything. He has allergies, so he sneezes all the time and I have to fight him to wipe his nose like he’s a toddler.

And he is the absolute love of my life. 

Seriously, you have never met a sweeter dog. He may be full of grump, but he doesn’t have a mean bone in his body. He will follow you, love you, bring you things when you’re sad, do his best to cheer you up, snuggle when you want it, keep distance (but still watch) when you don’t, I don’t get to see him all the time since I’m away at college, but I’ve been told that he only sleeps in his bed when I’m there. When I’m gone, he sleeps downstairs near the door, waiting for me to come home. 

Also, it seems he knows I’m talking about him. “Why talk about when you can do the love and the pats instead?”

We got him from a shelter for 30 dollars on the day that he was going to be… “transferred”, if you catch my drift, years ago. He wasn’t exactly young back then- in fact, his age was fudged a bit on the papers to make him seem younger. He was stuck in a cage, the very last one, with this small yippy dog who was obviously making him anxious, and he was so. sad. He was the only dog in the entire place who wouldn’t even make eye contact. I fell in love. My mother did too, even though she kept saying “No NO. We are not getting a dog, NO.” (We were only there because one of our cats was lost and I wanted to see if they found him, but something in me said that I needed to look at the dogs.)

“Would you like to take him out?” The lady asked. 

“NO” My mom said. “ABSOLUTELY NOT. NO.” But as she was saying it, she was already grabbing the leash that the woman was handing to her.

We just knew the second we laid eyes on him that God (or fate, or the universe, or whatever you personally believe in) had put him there just for us.

I had always wanted a sweet dog that I could spoil and who would love me unconditionally. My dad always had a not-so-secret mental picture of having a yellow lab curled up by the fireplace. My mom always wanted a dog named Max, after the one in the Grinch. He was everything.

Also, it was the week before my birthday. What a good excuse, right? 

The second we took him out of that little cage, he burst into a little happy series of jumps, and right into our hearts. He became the sunshine of our lives immediately. 

He had been abused severely, and was nothing but bones. We changed that really fast, let me tell you. The vet said that the diabetes was genetic and would have happened no matter what, and I’m thankful to hear that, because I would have been afraid that we had done it with all of the cans of Alpo.

He was really afraid of touch. Once he accidentally stepped on my foot, and when I stepped back in surprise, my hand flew up to steady myself. Immediately, he flinched, dropped to the floor, and whimpered. It broke my heart. I spent a year teaching him that I was gentle and would never hurt him, and the day he finally let me rub his belly, I cried.

Now he’ll poke me with his cold nose until I give him belly scratches. If we’re both doing well physically, we’ll play-fight. It’s one of his favorite things.

I could, and occasionally do, ramble about him for hours, but I’ll spare you for now. The important part is, he is the best pupper I’ve ever known, and he has changed and saved my life. 

I don’t know how much longer I have with him, but I intend on savoring every moment.



ADDENDUM: this story wouldn’t be complete without another happy ending- and that’s about the shelter.

The shelter in question is the Humane Society of Utah. They were always well-meaning and took care of their animals, but they were severely lacking in resources. They did the best with what they had, but despite that, it was a place of sadness, to be frank. 

Soon after we got Max, however, they received a multi-million dollar donation and grant. The entire place was renovated, and it is now one of the nicest shelters in the entire country. It’s truly a powerhouse and an example for shelters everywhere. They now have some really influential backers that allow them to keep up their high standards, and they relentlessly lobby to remove gas chambers from shelters in the state. I volunteer for them as often as I can. It’s very far from where I’m going to school, but I manage to make it there despite my lack of a car, and since I’m moving home for the summer, I’ll soon be able to go a few times a week to help their dogs get exercise. I owe them everything for giving me the sunshine of my life, and I am so thrilled to see them become such a beautiful place. 

They are on iPet Companion, which is a website that allows you to watch cats from a camera and use remote-controlled toys to play with them. 

Here’s where you can learn more about them and donate.

Here’s their Facebook page, which I HIGHLY recommend you follow no matter where you live. That may sound weird, but they do photoshoots with all of the pets up for adoption, and they are absolutely heartwarming. It’s like a little taste of r/mademesmile every time you open Facebook.

If you made it to the bottom, thank you for reading this far. Dogs are good, and so are you. I hope you have a lovely day.

Drabble Challenge! [requesting is closed rn]

Hello! I found this amazing prompt game here in tumblr and I thought, “why not?” So anyway, here it is, send me a number and a kpop group member to write the drabble, hehe. 

  1. “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”
  2. “How long have you been standing there?”
  3. “I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid.”
  4. “Who gave you that black eye?”
  5. “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”
  6. “I just like proving you wrong.”
  7. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
  8. “Forget it. You fucking suck.”
  9. “Quit it or I’ll bite.”
  10. “If you use up all the hot water again, I swear to god! You’re on the couch for a month!!”
  11. “If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.”
  12. “I’m pregnant.”
  13. “Looks like we’re gonna be stuck here for a while.”
  14. “Take. It. Off.”
  15. “Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.”
  16. “I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.”
  17. “Stop it! It tickles!”
  18. “It’s okay to cry…”
  19. “And that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations.”
  20. “D..did you just make that noise?”
  21. “He’s a bad kisser.”
  22. “You can scream if you want.”
  23. “I didn’t know we were keeping track.”
  24. “We’re playing checkers. If you don’t like it, leave.”
  25. “One of them’s missing.”
  26. “Save some for me.”
  27. “Oh, fuck off.”
  28. “You’re still mad?”
  29. “Come over here and make me.”
  30. “You better watch yourself.”
  31. “Eat your lunch and you wouldn’t be hungry.”
  32. “Why did we have to have kids?”
  33. “Call on Line 1”
  34. “He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.”
  35. “I’m done! You can fix it!”
  36. “Can we just watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch?”
  37. “Where did he go?”
  38. “You leave whenever you feel like it.”
  39. “I forgot I was a single parent.”
  40. “Don’t apologize if you don’t mean it.”
  41. “You’re going out dressed like that?”
  42. “For the hundredth time, I’m not your babysitter.”  
  43. “Frost the damn cupcakes.”
  44. “Well that’s the second biggest news I’ve heard all day.”
  45. “You look pretty hot in plaid.”  
  46. “I thought you were dead!”
  47. “I thought it was a one-night-stand…and now we’re married…”
  48. “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”
  49. “Quit touching me. Your feet are cold.”
  50. “You know you want it, sweetheart.”
  51. “I’m your husband. It’s my job.”  
  52. “You just wanted them because the light up.”
  53. “That wasn’t very subtle.”
  54. “He thinks he’s a mind reader.”  
  55. “It’s just you and me tonight. I was thinking we could have a little fun.”
  56. “I don’t do hugs.”
  57. “Don’t talk anymore.”
  58. “I’m just a guy with a wife, two kids, and a Harley.”
  59. “How do I even put up with you?”
  60. “I said get rid of it.”
  61. “They didn’t just find out. They already knew!”
  62. “You’re not as quiet as you think you are.”
  63. “Can you just man up and change his diaper?”
  64. “Just don’t buy a goat. I don’t care what you do, just no goats.”
  65. “I have a secret.”
  66. “I won’t let you get hurt.”
  67. “You’re strong, baby. You have to be.”
  68. “He’s four years old!!”
  69. “I’ve had enough! I want to be alone!”
  70. “I can’t stand seeing you like this.”
  71. “Me and the boys will handle it.”
  72. “You’re competitive and so am I, and it’s going to lead to a fight.”
  73. “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”
  74. “You’re a dork, just like your father.”
  75. “Mind if I join you?”
  76. “Daddy!”
  77. “I lost our child.”
  78. “That’s my shirt. So is that..wait?”
  79. “My name isn’t Leslie…who’s Leslie?”
  80. “There’s a surprise upstairs for you.”
  81. “I’ll take care of it.”
  82. “I’m not your boss? Well then who is?”
  83. “You can’t eat solids, only liquids until Thursday.”
  84. “Come on, baby, up to bed.”
  85. “They got you a present. Isn’t it sweet?”
  86. “Am I scaring you?”
  87. “Run! You said you’d work out with me!”
  88. “After everything…I’d still choose you.”
  89. “And when did you plan on telling me about this?”
  90. “Trust me.”
  91. “Scoot over a little bit, please.”
  92. “You’re so clingy, I love it.”
  93. “You didn’t just wake me up at 2am because you were ‘in the mood’.”
  94. “Did they hurt you?”
  95. “You’re cute when you’re all worried.”
  96. “Stop being grumpy. It’s lame.”
  97. “I don’t need a hero, I need a husband.”
  98. “Don’t shut me out.”
  99. “You got a cute butt.”
  100. “I just got out of the shower, I can’t dance. What if my towel falls off?”
  101. “Don’t be an asshole. Asshole.”
  102. “Do you really think I could ever replace you?”
  103. “Sharing is caring. Now give me your fries.”
  104. “…or we can chill in our underwear.”
  105. “You can’t make up for it by giving me a tic-tac.”
  106. “Keep pedaling and don’t stop, okay?”
  107. “You, me, popcorn, two liter Dr. Pepper, and a movie. You in?”
  108. “Have you seen my contacts?”
  109. “Life is a highway, and I’m always drunk. So I’m not driving.”
  110. “Quit stalling. Where’s your father?”
  111. “You can’t just hug me and think everything’s okay.”
  112. “Is he coming home?”
  113. “I prefer blondes.”
  114. “No more dogs. How hard it it to understand?”
  115. “I let you win.”
  116. “I broke your nose, and I’m sorry for that. But what you’re doing isn’t fair.”
  117. “Can I do your hair?”
  118. “Your favorite superhero can’t be a villain.”
  119. “I told you not to jump on the bed!”
  120. “He’s pampering me, let him be.”
  121. “Ready or not, here I come.”
  122. “I’m worried about losing my job!”
  123. “Oh, did I scare you, big boy?”
  124. “Happy new year!”
  125. “Quit moving, I’m trying to sleep. Wait…are you…what?!”
  126. “You nap, I’ll stay awake.”
  127. “It’s turbulence. It’s normal.”
  128. “Don’t touch me. We’re fighting.”
  129. “I’ll give you a massage.”
  130. “You fell asleep in the tub?!”
  131. “Are you doodling?”
  132. “We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk.”
  133. “Slushies aren’t just for kids, fuck society.”
  134. “Are you scared…Then why won’t you look at the screen?”
  135. “Enough with the pillow talk, I’m tired.”
  136. “You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it.”
  137. “We need groceries, not just junk food. You’re worse than the kids.”
  138. “Is this our closet? Or your closet?”
  139. “If I win, you do dishes for a week.”
  140. “Fist bumps are cooler than high-fives…”
  141. “Use your words.”
  142. “Hold my hand so he gets jealous.”
  143. “Ew, your hand is sweaty.”
  144. “Get out of my face before I hit you.”
  145. “I don’t care if your 4 or 40, you don’t hit people.”
  146. “You only care about football, beer, and raking leaves.”
  147. “Look! Fireflies!”
  148. “Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”
  149. “I just need ten minutes.”
  150. *Make Your Own*

All credit goes to prompt-bank! Thank you for these amazing prompts!♡

anonymous asked:

heyo i don't know if you've done this yet so sorry if you already have, but could you do a top 5 bungou stray dogs characters?? you don't have to, but id really like to see your favorite characters!! thanks b!

rip making this list was way harder than I thought.

1. Chuuya Nakahara. Who would have thought, right? It’s not a mystery that Chuuya is my favorite character in bsd, he stole my heart the very second I saw him. I love everything about him: his unique character design, his chili pepper personality, his strength, his confidence but also his dark, sometimes twisted side. But, most of all, I love him for his heart. Despite being raised in the darkness, he’s still so kind and caring, in his own way. I just want to take him away from the mess he’s in and spoil him with expensive wine and designer clothes. I wish I could give him the whole world, but he deserves so much more than that.

Originally posted by perpendicular-hearts

2. Edogawa Ranpo. My adorable lazy son was the very fist character I fell in love with. It was a mix of his brilliant mind, his gorgeous eyes, and that incredibly relatable attitude. He’s my ultimate bias, he could come into my house and rob all my snacks and I’ll probably thank him. 10000/10 highly recommend. 

Originally posted by kishou

3. Atsushi Nakajima. I’m so glad he’s the protagonist of this story. He suffered so much, he’s emotionally scarred and psychologically damaged, but still he managed to keep his heart of gold safe and beating. My heart broke into so many pieces when I read the extent of the abuses he suffered in the orphanage. Honestly, what the actual fuck. He’s not perfect, and that’s alright, because he’s growing and becoming stronger each day. He just doesn’t give up on people, no matter which side they are in, and the world truly needs people like him. He’s officially my son™. (also his reaction faces give me life)

Originally posted by dopppo

4. Akutagawa Ryuunosuke. Speaking of sons, here’s the other one. I’m honestly so proud of him, he’s hands down the character that went through the biggest development in the series. He started as a heartless mass murderer and now he goes around saving people and caring about their past and their emotions. Also, he’s incredibly self-aware and he knows he has issues to resolve, strings he needs to cut, and I’m sure he will. I’m rooting for you Aku <3

Originally posted by pauly6212

5. Fyodor Dostoevsky. He’s gorgeous and terrifying. He’s a terrible person but at the same time a perfect villain. He’s that kind of villain you hope the creators would find a way to keeping in the story…forever. Even if he’s the bad guy, I enjoy immensely the way he outsmarts and tricks people (especially Dazai), and I find myself looking forward to seeing his genius in action and to know more about his past. Just….give me all the Fyodor, I need him.

Originally posted by nikforovs

- bonus: Ah, Dazai. I have such a complicated relationship with him. There are days in which I legit hate him, I can’t stand him and his constant smug expression. There are days in which I think about what he has done (and keeps doing) to Aku and to Chuuya and my first instinct is to slap him with a burning pan. But then I remember the face he made when Oda died, I remember how much hell he himself has been through. I remember he has a heart, I remember he’s capable of love, of emotions, of truly caring. I remember that, as incredible as it sounds, he’s probably the most selfless character in the series. There are days in which I truly love him, and I hate it. And I hate him. And then I love him…again. 

Originally posted by hyakuraii

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Avengers & Teen!Reader

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Note: Chapter 1: https://crimsonreaper3513.tumblr.com/post/165778261058/avengers-teenreader

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Chapter 2:

Originally posted by imagine-marvell

Originally posted by hospitalheaveninactive


9:30 pm


Beep

Beep

Beep

Beep

Where am I?

Is this Heaven?

Do I get to see my mother and father again?

I felt a pain in my shoulder and hissed opening my eyes to see I was in a hospital bed. The room had a tv and many other technological things. I sat up noticing I was wearing a white tank top and had on ugly baby blue pajama shorts.

“Oh good your awake.”

I jumped and saw a woman was smiling at me. I heard a nearby clank of metal which was just a nearby stethoscope falling onto the floor.

“Sorry to startle ya honey. I just came to unhook ya from your IV.” She said with a strong southern accent.

She slipped on blue latex gloves and pressed a few buttons on the machine before going to where I had tubes coming out of my arm. She unhooked me from it and smiled, “Ya’ lucky to be alive. You had a hole in your shoulder the size of a giant quarter. You lost a'lata blood but thankfully we were able to pump some in ya.”

“Thank you.” I said softly.

“Ya welcome honey. Want me to bring you in some OJ and a cookie?”

“Um, sure.” I replied.

“Be right back.” She grinned before walking off.

The beeping of my heart beat was the only thing in the room as I messed around with everything. I eventually found the tv remote and turned the tv on. I scrolled through all the channels until I found one of my favorite tv shows as a little girl. I heard a knock and saw the men who saved me before walking in.

The blonde one was holding a bouquet of flowers and the other had his hands tucked into his jackets pocket clearly not wanting to be there as much as I didn’t want them here.

“Hey your the girl I saved this morning right?”

“Yeah.” I replied awkwardly.

“Here I just wanted to get you flowers as a get well soon thing.” He smiled holding them out for me.

I took them examining the flowers and feeling them. They were just like the illusion Doctor Bennett used to do. Soft velvety petals and the sweet smell and all.

“Thank you.” I said softly placing it down beside me.

“So what’s your name?” The blonde man asked.

“52-” I quickly stopped myself before I could say my code number, “I-I’m…(Name).”

“That’s a well fitting name. My name Steve and this is my friend Sam.”

“I-Its nice to meet you.” I nodded.

“So what were you doing walking around with a bleeding shoulder?” Sam asked finally speaking even though I wish he didn’t say that.

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Creepypasta #1051: Crawl

Length: Long

I was renting a run down house in a low income neighbourhood in the west end of town. It was the kind of neighbourhood that is populated by small, independently run convenience stores every couple of blocks. The kind of stores that have shelves stocked with dusty old bags of pasta, and canned soup, veggies, and beans with faded labels, and strange tiny bottles of “ginseng shot” on the counter. People didn’t buy food at these stores. People bought lottery tickets, energy drinks, six packs of watery beer and cheap packs of cigarettes. Outside the shop doors they met up with hoodie-clad figures with shifty eyes to pick up dime bags or a gram or two of coke, even tranquilizers. These stores sold distraction; an escape from the mundane existence of those struggling below the poverty line.

The streets were dirty and full of litter and the houses were shabby and too close together. Permeating the smog filled air was the constant cacophony of sirens, thudding bass, revving engines, garbled noise from television sets, barking dogs and even the occasional shrill screech.

For three years I called this neighbourhood home as I dredged through long, miserable hours working in the legal department of a company that made gaskets. This company put more money into their legal department than it did into the safety of their employees, adopting the philosophy that it was cheaper to pay legal to get them out of nasty little lawsuits than to spend the millions it would cost updating their machinery. They scraped by on bare minimum safety standards and employed people like me to ensure that no claims had to be paid out.

It was a job that came with little sleep, too small of a pay check, and a heavy conscience.

While I was working at this company, the only place I could afford was this beat up little house in the West End. It was small, kind of drafty, and had the perpetual and inexplicable odour of wet dog kibble. It had dirty, peeling linoleum floors, badly patched drywall, and leaky plumbing. It was definitely full of mould and the space behind the walls was just about at capacity with mice.

It sounds like an absolute shithole, but if you saw it, it was actually much worse. The one thing this house had in the way of saving graces was the back porch. It was covered with a faded, striped awning that had once been red and white, but had taken on the colours of rust and too many cigarettes. This porch had enough space to fit an old threadbare sofa and a small wooden end table.

After a soul crushing ten hours at the plant, I would drag my weary body home, sit down on that sofa, light up a premium cigarette while sipping a glass of bottom-shelf red wine, and day dream about the day my real life would start.

It was just about the only time I had to relax. I could close my eyes and imagine I was sitting on the balcony of one of the colourfully painted town houses somewhere in a coastal town in Italy, a soft breeze ruffling my hair. The sounds of sirens and stereos would fade and be replaced by the sound of waves crashing, sea gulls calling, and music being played in the market place below. The stale, acrid smell of dog kibble would dissipate into the smell of marzipan, salt water and garlic, and the bougainvillea that dripped their fragrant blooms from hanging baskets all around.

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