when a cat meows at you you meow back

It just occurred to me that cats seem to know what a conversation is. They observe the rules. In my experience, they can meow endlessly as long as you ignore them, but when you start talking back, they don’t meow over you. They wait for you to finish your point and then reply.

For example:
Muriel: MEOW.
Me: What do you want now?
Muriel: MEOW.
Me: I’ve fed you, and I’m quite busy at the moment.
Muriel: MEOW.
Me: Stop meowing outside the door. If you’re going to complain, at least come in and meow at my face.
Muriel: MEOW.
Me: FINE. *gets down from ladder, fetches tease toy, plays with the bloody cat.*

And this wasn’t going to be a feminist post, but as I was typing it, a voice inside me breathed “and if cats can learn this skill, so can men.” 

anonymous asked:

What do you like best about cats?

This is an oddly specific question but I have an extensive answer.

  • toe beans
  • the way that cats will do something dumb and then hope that you didn’t see and pretend that it totally didn’t happen
  • (the way that when you notice the thing they did, they’ll act offended)
  • the Liquid State aka, cat in a strangely shaped object not meant for a cat but they’re in there anyway
  • that little chirp thing they do when you gently touch them while they’re sleeping
  • head bumps
  • how outraged they are when you help them, even though they’re quite clearly trapped
  • when they curl up all tiny in a ball or in that loaf shape
  • “cat do not touch that thing” “…how bout I do a n y w a y”
  • how cats are secretly the neediest animals on the planet
  • when they just seem to know something’s bothering you and they cling to you all day and follow you around rubbing against your legs
  • when they meow at you so you meow back and they have a moment of “???” before meowing again, slowly, as though what you said made no sense and they’re trying to get you to elaborate
  • yawns. adorable and also kind of terrifying
  • constant defiance of physics
  • purring
  • how soft and cute they are
  • literally everything
Skulls and Roses ☠️🥀 (Part Five)

Jeon Jungkook

Tattooist AU!. College Au!

Genre: Fluff? - I guess, Tiny bit of angst

Word Count: 5k+

Part One I Part Four

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Osomatsu-san PS Vita game translation - Ichimatsu 10 - The human who wanted to become a cat

Ichimatsu: (I said I was going to Hello Work and went out, but… I don’t want to go to Hello Work on such a nice day, and I’m sleepy… ) And there’s no way I’ll be able to get a job in the first place. 

Cat: Meow.  

Ichimatsu: You think so too, Cassie? 

Cat: Meoow, meow. 

Ichimatsu: How kind of you… 

Cat: Meow, meoow. 

Ichimatsu: If only I were a cat, I’d make lots of friends… God, can’t you make me a cat…? I want to be a cat, I want to be a cat, I want to be a cat, I want to be a cat… 

Ichimatsu: … …Zzz …Zzz. 

Cat: Oi, Ichimatsu. Wake up, meow. 

Ichimatsu: Hmm… Meow? !? Soft fur and fluffy legs, ears, hands… This is… !! I’ve turned into a cat. 

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Jeff should have known something was up when Kent cracked his door open to squint at who was on the other side. “Oh, it’s just you,” he said, even though Jeff always came by on Sunday nights with beer and takeout. “Get in here, quick,” he said shiftily as he pulled Jeff in.

“What’s wrong?” Jeff asked. His mind supplied a dozen different scenarios where Kent was the target of an assassination, and this was the part just before the bad guys started shooting up the house, and he and Kent would have to go on the run. Huh. Thanks, Hollywood.

“I lost the baby,” Kent said anxiously as Jeff followed him into the kitchen.

“What!?”

“I went to the bathroom and when I came back, I couldn’t find her.”

Jeff put the bags of food and the six-pack on the counter. “Okay, well, where did you see her last? Is she crawling? Can she walk? And for fuck’s sake, where did you get a baby!?”

Kent was on his hands and knees, opening the bottom cupboards of his kitchen and peering into his open pantry. “She’s fast. I’ve been trying to get a good picture of her all afternoon, but she won’t let me.”

“Did you try calling her?”

“Duh,” Kent said, rolling his eyes. “Here,” he said, tossing Jeff a bag of something. “You try.”

Jeff read the label and furrowed his brow in confusion. “Uh, Parser, these are cat treats.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh my god, is your baby actually a cat!?” Jeff exclaimed as it suddenly dawned on him. “You fucker! When did you get a cat?”

“Excuse you! She’s still a baby!” Kent retorted as he left the kitchen, presumably to look for his baby cat in a different room of the apartment.

Feeling a lot less panicked, Jeff tossed the bag of cat treats back onto the table and went in search of the bathroom down the hallway. He’d just pulled down the fly of his jeans when he heard a little meow. He jumped in surprise, but then heard the same sound again. Pulling back the shower curtain, Jeff found himself looking down at the missing cat. It meowed again, and launched up onto the edge of the tub.

“Hiding in the bathroom, huh? You little pervert,” he muttered as he opened the bathroom door. “I found her,” he called.

Moments later, Kent appeared, looking entirely too excited. “Aw, Princess! I was looking for you!” he said, gathering her up in his arms. He pulled out his phone and the cat immediately tried to wiggle her way out. “No, come on! I just want a nice picture,” Kent pouted.

He tried to balance her in one arm while pulling up the camera app in the other hand, but it was a losing battle. Just when it look like the cat was about to fall, Jeff reached out to grab her. For a moment, he was afraid that she was going to dig her claws into him, but she stopped and stared at him curiously with her head tipped to the side.

“Oh, hold still!” Kent said, and Jeff heard the shutter of the camera go off. “Nice!” He held up the phone to show Jeff the picture of him and the cat looking equally baffled by each other. “One more!” he said as he wrapped an arm around Jeff’s shoulders to take a quick selfie. “These are getting posted asap.”

Jeff groaned as he leaned over to let the cat gently jump down. “Great, now can you both please leave so I can use the bathroom.”

A little later, when he and Kent were spread out on the couch, eating the food that Jeff had brought and watching a terrible action movie from 80′s, the notifications on his phone started rolling in.

congrats guys! totally expecting a team speech on monday! drinks are on u 2, right? Jeff frowned at his teammate’s weird text, and the subsequent texts from other teammates that all congratulated him and Kent.

The next text was from his sister. dude! did you and kenny p adopt a cat? does that mean im a cat aunt now?

Even his grandma had sent him a message. I am very proud of you and I love you. I hope you’re bringing him home for thanksgiving ;)

Wait, what?

It wasn’t until Jeff got to his father’s text that the other shoe dropped. I’m happy for you and Kent Parson announcing your relationship. It’s time you did something other than moon over him, but at least zip up your pants next time you two put a picture up.

WHAT!?

“Uh, Parse?” Jeff said as he leaned forward, scrolling through the hundreds of comments on social media. Some website had already put together a supposed timeline of their relationship. “Parser, people on the internet think we’re dating.”

“Hmm?” Kent dug his own phone from where it was wedged between the sofa cushions. “Oh yeah, I guess you didn’t zip up your fly,” he said, laughing like it wasn’t a big deal as he scrolled through his own notifications.

“We need to correct them. Put out a tweet or something.”

“Nah,” Kent said casually as he threw his phone back on the couch.

Jeff gaped at him. “Doesn’t this… bother you?”

“No,” he shrugged.

“Why?” Jeff was dimly aware he was on the edge of hyperventilating. He knew he’d never have a chance with Kent, but he’d always carried around that small flicker of uncertain hope. And now, it was about to dashed to pieces when Kent finally laid it out he wasn’t ever going to be interested.

“Because I was going to ask you anyways.”

There was a long moment of silence that was only punctuated by the explosions and lame dialogue from the TV. “Ask me what?” Jeff finally said.

“If you wanted to, you know, date.”

“Date?” he echoed back.

“I like you. A lot. And Kit likes you too.” Hearing her name, the cat appeared and eagerly jumped up on the couch between them. “See?”

“I–” Jeff started before stopping trying to wrap his mind around everything that just happened. “I like you, too,” he finally said haltingly. He could feel the constriction gradually lesson in his chest.

Kent gave him a fond smile that made Jeff’s insides flutter and he reached over to grab his hand. “Good,” he said.

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

happy belated birthday @willjtudor​ !! this was supposed to be ready yesterday but life happened, i’m sorry 

this is set in the alternate dimension, some soft au!malec for you riya. hope you like it ♥

(huge thanks to @magnusragnor​ who helped me beat this into shape and encourage me to keep writing every time i felt like giving up)

Sunlight bathes the room in a hazy golden hue, chasing the remaining night chill and making the navy blue sheets look a shade lighter than they are. Alec frowns a little but refuses to open his eyes. Despite the red tint he can perceive through his lids he’s sure the sun isn’t what woke him up. And then he feels it. Careful fingers running through his hair, a warm naked chest beneath his cheek, Magnus’ soft breathing. He can’t help it, nuzzling into Magnus’ warmth and feeling him chuckle.

“Good morning.”

“Morning,” Alec answers in a raspy voice, not even trying to disguise the total contentment he feels right now.

He lazily perches himself up on his elbow, looking down at Magnus. He looks glorious - hair soft and sticking up in all directions, so different from his usual combed style, body all relaxed lines, and his face set in a tender expression, eyes shining in the morning light and a smile dancing on his lips. To Alec’s delight, he can see a hickey under his jaw, right below his ear. He cups Magnus’ face and runs his thumb over the bruised skin, grinning when it makes him shiver. When he leans down to kiss him, Alec’s smile is equal parts sinful and fond.

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Finding Gilbert 2.0 // Qian Kun

Pt. 1

the prompt: the Kun scenario was so cute i love it,,,, i think we would all love a part 2

words: 1797

category: soulmate!au + fluff

author note: I’m so glad you guys wanted a part two for this bless up!! I want kun and hansol to debut so badly :(

- destinee

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Defenseless Pussycat - Klarion x Reader

Requested by obsessedpeppermint -  Klarion x Witch!Reader where it’s the battle between him and Doctor Fate and when Teekles attacked Reader interferes because-Dude you can’t attack a familiar!? That’s the lowest of low blows. Que Klarion frequently visiting Reader afterwards because “Teekle has become fond of reader”


You knelt down next to Kent Nelson’s dead body as Doctor Fate used Wally West to fight Klarion. The fight was spectacular. You were stunned by the beauty of their magic. It made you wish you were skilled enough to cast such powerful spells. Though, you were also worried for Wally’s safety as well. You didn’t know how you would explain to the team if he got killed. 

“You’re out of practice, Nabu. And that pathetic host body has zero affinity for the mystic arts,” Klarion taunted as he threw another magical blast at Doctor Fate. He kept glancing over in your direction to see if you were watching, which gave you the impression he was showing off. 

Klarion send a massive lightning strike down on Doctor Fate. Doctor Fate blocked it with a shield spell. “Ooh, rainbow power,” he giggled mockingly before sending a wink your way. Even though you weren’t supposed to, you blushed. 

Teekl meowed a warning. 

“I am paying attention, you stupid cat,” Klarion snapped before sending another blast at Doctor Fate. 

Teekl meowed irritably in response. “In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m winning,” Klarion argued as Doctor Fate was thrown back from the blast. You casted your own shield spell when Doctor Fate almost crashed into you. He bumped against the shield before flying up like nothing happened. 

“It is difficult for a lord of order or chaos to maintain a presence on the physical plane. I am bound to the helmet and use a human host,” Doctor Fate said plainly. “But that is not your way.” You narrowed your eyes, wondering what he was planning to do. Klarion simply raised an eyebrow. 

“You’re babbling, Nabu,” he sneered, readying to cast another attack. 

“Am I,” Doctor Fate replied smugly before throwing a magical blast towards Teekl, knocking her to the ground. Your mouth dropped open in shock as Klarion flickered in and out of this reality. 

“Teekl,” Klarion screamed, picking up the cat in his arms. “I can’t believe you would assault a defenseless pussycat.” Rage shook your body as you finally stood up and got between them as Doctor Fate sent another blast towards Teekl. You casted your shield just in time, protecting both Klarion and his familiar.

You send a little fireball at Doctor Fate’s chest as a warning. “Hey, you can’t attack someone’s familiar,” you shouted, readying another shield spell in case Doctor Fate attacked you. “That’s the lowest of low blows!” 

“Get out of the way, child,” Doctor Fate ordered, casting a spell to drag you out of the way. 

“No, you don’t,” you screamed, throwing another fireball at him to ruin his concentration. “I thought a lord of order was supposed to have more class. You disappoint me, Doctor Fate.” You turned to Klarion and Teekl, who were both staring at you in astonishment. “Go now before Doctor Cheater tries again.”

Teekl meowed gratefully while Klarion tilted his head at you. You could see curiosity in his eyes. Doctor Fate blasted you with another spell, knocking you back a little even though you had your shield up in time. Klarion nodded to you before he created a portal. 

“This isn’t over, Nabu,” Klarion warned before jumping through the portal as Doctor Fate threw another magical blast at your shield. Your shield dissolved, leaving you unprotected. However, Doctor Fate stopped his attacks once Klarion was gone. He just floated there, staring at you with Wally’s empty eyes. Gulping, you waited to see what would happen. 

Slowly, Doctor Fate floated down to the ground and took off his helmet, freeing Wally from his control. You smiled in relief until you saw the displeasure on Wally’s face. Biting your lip, you realized you were going to have a lot of explaining to do.


You were lying on your bed at the cave, contemplating your options. The team had been very upset that you interfered with Doctor Fate’s battle with Klarion, saying it was a betrayal of their trust. You tried to explain how there were rules, and Doctor Fate had broken them. However, they didn’t understand. 

Sighing, you rolled over in your bed to bury your face into your pillow. You secretly were hoping Zatara would show up to explain the laws of magical combat to them. Having the whole team mad at you was not a fun experience. 

“So this is where the Justice Babies are hiding,” a recognizable voice sounded from behind you. “Predictable.” You jumped from your bed to see Klarion standing in your bedroom with Teekl sleeping in his arms. 

“How did you get in here,” you asked harshly. You didn’t mean it, but you were worried the team would catch him here. Though, you were secretly glad to see him again. 

“Please, your magic trail was easy to follow. I suggest you work on that,” Klarion explained, shaking his head as if it was obvious. You blushed with embarrassment as he sat down on the corner of your bed. 

Slowly, you sat down beside him with caution. Teekl immediately left his arms to curl up into your lap. She purred as you started to pet her. “So, why are you here?”

It was Klarion’s turn to blush, looking away from you. “Teekl wanted to thank you for saving her life,” he mumbled. Teekl meowed knowingly. “Shut up, you stupid cat.”

“Oh,” you said, looking down at Teekl with the knowledge that Klarion was actually the one who wanted to thank you. “Well, you’re welcome, Teekl.” Teekl meowed sweetly at you in response. 

Klarion and you began to talk about spells, which in turn led to both of you going to an alternate dimension to practice. Later, he dropped you back into your bedroom at the cave, and you expected he would never visit you again. 

However, everyday at eleven o’clock, Klarion would appear in your bedroom to visit. When you confronted him about it, he claimed Teekl had become fond of you. Of course, you knew the real reason behind his visits, but you didn’t say a word. 

Familiar Witch AU

Characters: Familiar! Yoongi and Witch!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1078

Genre: Supernatural

Let me know if I should write more of this!

~Admin D

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Per usual, it’s all Stiles’ fault.

But, as his dad kindly pointed out, who would think that a kettle would end up turning someone into a cat? What kind of witch curses a fucking kettle?

If Stiles could speak, he would have yelled out ‘a crazy one!’, but as it is he only hisses and sinks his claws – ugh – into the surprisingly comfy sofa cushion, pointedly avoiding the glare Derek throws his way.

“I’m sorry!” The crazy witch says for the tenth time. “I wanted to make water boil quicker, but I think I must have read the wrong spell.”

‘You think?’ Stiles hisses, but is completely ignored.

Scott collapses on the couch next to him, drops a hand over the fluffy fur that now covers his head and scratches it softly.

Later, Stiles will be angry with himself for giving in and purring, but for now it just feels too damn good to care.

“So what do we do?” Scott says. “How do we reverse it?”

Crazy witch gives them a guilty smile and Derek groans. “You don’t know?”

“I’m sorry!” She exclaims again. “I’m going to call my mom tomorrow morning, I swear!”

“Tomorrow?” Scott groans, holding Stiles’ back so he won’t jump on the woman and claw her eyes out. “Easy, kitty, she’s – ouch! He bit me!”

Stiles jumps out of Scott’s hold, huffing. Kitty, ugh.

“What are we gonna do with him until then?” Derek asks, arms crossed over his chest.

That’s what annoyed must smell like, Stiles figures as he gets close to Derek. It’s nice, being able to smell him, but that must be only because Derek just took a shower, even though Derek sweaty and dirty is something Stiles is weirdly attracted to, he probably won’t smell as good like that.

Although, he sniffs Derek’s leg, barely stops himself from rubbing his entire face over it, Derek must smell good in any way. For Stiles, at least.

The loft is silent, suspiciously so, and when Stiles glances up, he notices they are all staring at him, Scott and the witch both with amused looks on their faces.

As Stiles runs to hide under a chair, he wonders if cats are able to blush.

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Cats Day 6

Summary: You and your son, Frerin II, accidentally turn Thorin, Kili, Fili, Dwalin, Balin and Gandalf into cats and this is the result (Spin off of The Elf and The Dwarf)
Chapter Summary: Fili gets salty

Master List - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 7


You stop your fussing in the kitchen as a knock sounds at your door. You put the rag down and look at Dwalin and Thorin as you walk to door. They were currently in front of the fire, laying down and meowing at each other quietly. Those two were definitely up to something.

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‘Creativity’ is what a vast beach remarks when a grain of sand is swept away by the ocean. If this sounds too tragic or too grand for you, it means only that you are too far back in the dunes. An artist’s […] notion of luck, or chance reflects essentially his [or her] proximity to the water or, if you will, to matter.
—  Joseph Brodsky, from section III of “A Cat’s Meow,” On Grief and Reason (Farrar, Straus, and Grioux, 1995)
I’ll Say It a Million and One Times for You to Say It Once

“I love you.”

Historia whipped her head so fast, Ymir was sure that she got some sort of whiplash. Her small friend looked at her incredulously with bright cerulean eyes, and Ymir felt her heart stutter.

“What?”

Ymir continued walking, leaving behind her small friend. It had taken her years to finally utter those three words, and yet it only took a moment for her confidence to go down the drain. What if she had made a huge mistake by professing her feelings to her best friend? Ymir was decently sure that she had a chance; she and Historia had been getting closer as the years went by, and some of their interactions couldn’t just be friendly love. It was impossible.

Ymir looked back and was struck with a look of…of…something on Historia’s face. It didn’t look too promising.

Maybe it was impossible.

Letting out a brief sigh, Ymir forced herself to smirk and chuckle. It sounded hollow in her ears. “What did you think I said squirt?”

The small blonde stared at her friend, squinting her eyes. “…Maybe I misheard.”

“Probably. Cuz you’re so short and shit.”

“Ymir!” Historia hit the freckled teen, complaining that her height had nothing to do with her hearing. Ymir playfully fought back, smile on her face. But she couldn’t ignore the pain in her chest.

-

“I love you.”

This time it was barely a whisper meant to be snuffled out by the noises of the party. The two had escaped the wild teen fiasco for a quiet moment, both slightly stumbling on their feet.

Again, Historia gave her the look she had given her last year. An emotion that Ymir couldn’t define, a look that gave Ymir the chills and heartache. Historia’s eyes grew wide as she realized what her friend had barely said, but she refused to remain silent.

“‘Mir, what did you-”

“Historia, I didn’t say anything ya goof.” Ymir smiled, wrapping her arm around her small friend. “Yer just drunk is all. Alcohol ain’t too good for pipsqueaks like you.”

That time Historia didn’t respond, but Ymir noticed that the blonde held onto her arm a bit tighter.

-

“I love you.”

They were packing up their things, getting ready to move out and go experience their new college lives. They ended up getting accepted to different colleges, but they were close enough to each other that they could live with each other and not have an unbearable commute. Ymir could have gone to a lot more prestigious colleges, but something made her stick around. Something that was short and blonde, and looked way too good in yoga pants and a black sports bra.

Thou shalt not sin in the presence of the holy one, Ymir reprimanded herself.

“What did you say Ymir?” Historia looked at her with that same damn face, and Ymir lost her nerve.

“Said pick up that box short stuff. The moving van is coming in fifteen minutes and I’d rather not get our new roommates pissed at us for being late and all.”

Ymir stared at the ground as she left, not noticing how Historia’s eyes seemed to darken.

-

“I love you!”

It was just Ymir in the house, enjoying a night to herself as Historia, Sasha, and Mikasa went to enjoy a night out on the town. Not wanting to seem like a loser with nothing better to do, she opted to have her own night out in the privacy of her kitchen. At least the drinks were cheaper.

“God damn it Ymir, yer such a idiot.” Her words slurred as she mindlessly swirled the shot glass in her hand. “You can say it when she’s not here as loud as ya want, but the moment she comes back you become a pussy.”

A soft meow interrupted her speech.

Ymir looked down at the fat orange tabby cat the roommates adopted and affectionately named Fluffer. Ymir scooped him in her arms and set him on the counter.

“Hey Fluffer, do ya think Historia loves me too? Because I fucking love Historia. And I mean love her. Like spend every night dream about her, fantasize about punching all them guys that like her, wanna be forever with her kinda love. Understand?”

Fluffer looked at Ymir and gave a soft meow.

“Exactly! You get me my man!” Ymir threw her hands in the air, spilling some of the vodka. “Fuck. I’ve known her since we were in diapers, and I still can’t  fucking say it. But y’know what fluffbutt?”

Fluffer tilted his head.

“You can be my practice buddy!”

The cat hopped off the counter and left the room.

“Fine! Who even needs a dumb cat!” Ymir refilled her glass and promptly gulped it down, relishing the burn.

“Historia Krista Reiss, I’m in love with you!” Ymir twirled around the kitchen, pretending to dance with her small blonde. She didn’t notice the sounds of the door unlocking. “Historia, I love you!”

The freckled brunette stopped her twirl with her back to the counter, missing the shocked faces of Historia and Sasha. Mikasa looked amused.

Ymir turned around when she heard Sasha’s obnoxious laughter.

“Who the-” Upon seeing the flushed face of her blonde friend, Ymir’s first instinct was simple. She ran all the way to her room, slammed the door, and hid under her bed. She covered her face with her hand and felt the heat radiate off it. She laid in silence, listening to hushed tones and eventually the door closing again. After waiting a minute, she climbed out from under the bed.

“At least she left.”

Ymir jumped when her bedroom door slammed and locked, revealing a stern looking blonde at its front.

“No escaping.” Historia walked toward Ymir with a frightening calm, and eventually cornered the brunette against the wall. Historia plopped on Ymir’s lap and stared at her, taking the deep satisfaction of the deep blush the brunette sported.

“So tell me Ymir, what did you say?” Realizing the futility of escape, Ymir relented.

“I said I love you. Loved you since we were small. Well, when I was small cause you’re still pretty small and you should really work on th-”

Ymir was cut off when Historia grabbed her face in her hands and pulled her in for a kiss.

When they finally pulled away, Ymir looked awestruck.

“I love you too dork. I’ve loved you since we were kids, I’ve loved you since you confessed to me that one day we were walking around town, to the day of Eren’s 17th birthday party, to the day we moved out of our town, and now. I love you Ymir. I always have.”

“..Oh.” Ymir’s face pulled into a lazy smirk. “Can we do that thing again?”

“You mean this?” And again, Historia’s lips met Ymir’s. And again, and again, and again.

They had a lot to catch up on after all.

Cat Visit (Bucky x Reader)

Bucky Barnes x Reader (Requested by Anon)
Request: I would like to make a request for a Bucky one shot. The reader is Buckys neighbour who’s cat constantly disappears for long periods. They eventually find out that the cat has been hanging around Buckys place so he started letting it in. Bucky and the reader bond because of the cat. You can write them as friends or have it develop into a fluffy relationship. Thank you in advance!!!

Note: I am so sorry for the wait, Anon! Hope you enjoyed this!

Other note: I wrote this at 3 in the morning, cause I hate myself, so I hope it turned out alright for you guys.


This has been the sixth time your cat, Fayina, has disappeared from your apartment this week. She’s been disappearing every so often for the past month. But at least she comes back home safely. But you need to find out where your lovely cat is going all the time. You decided to find out where Fayina is going all the time. Though it may a coincidence that she keeps on disappearing around the same time your new, neighbour moved in a month ago.

“Maybe she went to greet the new neighbour… I guess it’s time for me to met the new neighbour…” You mumbled, getting up and changing into your casual clothes of a Batman shirt, blue jeans, and your Joker Converses, and walked out of your apartment moving next door. When you stopped, your anxiety comes back, and you forgot what you were doing in front of the new neighbours door.

“May I help you?” You jumped up in surprise, and turned around to see a man with shoulder length, brunette hair in a messy bun, with icy blue eyes, wearing sweat pants, and a baggy jacket. Why is he wearing a jacket in the middle of the summer? You wondered, looking at the man, he was holding a bag of groceries, and saw that there was a few cans of cat food and a little bag of cat food in his left hand, which was covered by a black glove.

“I… I umm…” You couldn’t form a complete sentence, it’s not because of the man, because he is a good looking man no doubt, you just wish you were better at speaking with people, without anxiety attacking you everytime. The man looks at you, raising his eyebrow but waiting patiently for your response, “My… My cat… Is she here?… She keeps on disappearing everyday…” You mumbled quietly, not being louder than a whisper. Surpised, he heard your mumbles, and opened the door to his apartment, and your cat walts out, meowing at both you and the man, her rubbing up against the man’s pants legs, purring loudy.

“Traitor…” The man chuckled, as he watched you glaring at your cat as she walked to you, giving you the same love she did for the man. “No treats for you, traitor…” You mumbled, and looked at the man, not keeping eye contact, a horrible habit you need to quit, and ended up looking at his shoulder. “Thank you for at least keeping her safe, sir…” He looks at you, putting the bag of cat food on the ground of the door of the apartment, and extended his hand.

“It’s nothing, the name’s Bucky… We’ll it’s really James Buchanan Barnes… But friends call me Bucky.” Bucky says as you grabbed his hand, shaking it. “I’m Y/N.. Y/L/N…” You smiled at him, and grabbed the cat food. “Let me help you with your things, Bucky. Welcome to the neighbourhood.” He smiles back, nodding as he leads you into the apartment. “It’s nothing much… I don’t have a lot of furniture…” “That’s fine… I mean you did just move in a few weeks ago.”

When you guys walked into the apartment, he was right; the apartment barely had any furniture, there was no couch, or any sitting furniture in the living room, no table in the tiny dining room, and you can partially see a bare mattress in his room with no dresser or even a side table in the room as far as you can see. 

“Wow, you were right… I am getting you some furniture after my paycheck comes in…” He gives you a shocked look, “You better not, we just met, I can get my own furniture, Y/N…” You raised your eyebrow, giving him an amusing look, “Oh yea? With what job, might I ask? I am not that dumb of knowing who you are… You were the bravest Sargent during WW2, fighting alongside with my great grandfather, Major James Montgomery Falsworth… You got into a lot of shit, and I know you want to hide, but how are you going to pay for your bills, and get food? Wait… Did Steve Rogers send you money to get an apartment here and money for groceries?” “Yes, he did, and I will pay him back for all he’s done for me… I owe it to him for this…”

You both stood in silence, and the silence was broken when Fayina, your cat, jumps on the counter of the kitchen and meowed loudly at you two, making you giggle and him chuckle lowly, “I guess she’s hungry, no wonder you got her food…” You smiled at him, retrieving the can of the cat food from the bag in Bucky’s arm. “Here, Feyina…” You grabbed a little plate, putting the cat food on the plate for her. She meows loudly again, as you put the plate on the counter in front of her, and starts eating it up hungrily.

“Guess that’s why you went to the shops, huh?” You giggle, smiling at him. “Yea, never did have any food that she would eat, so I thought I would buy her some food…” He laughs, scratching the back of his head with his free hand. “I am glad that Feyina choose to go and visit you, Bucky…” You smiled warmly at him, and watched Feyina eat her food up. “I am too, Y/N… This will be great staying here after all…” He smiles back at you, and you laughed.

“So, that means I get to give you a couch right?” You playfully asked him and he sighs in defeat, “If it makes you happy, Doll. Then go for it…”


Thank you for your patience! Hope you guys enjoyed it! *Passes out from staying up too late to write this* -Moose

A Tease - Klarion x Reader

Originally posted by melanc-holik

Requested by obsessedpeppermint  - Klarion x reader where Reader likes him and even though he doesn’t realize she does he acts like a teasing prick.


As the new magically-gifted recruit for The Light, you found yourself working with Klarion quite often. Whether the reason you were put together so much was because of your similar ages (in appearance, not in actual years), or because you both were magically-gifted per say, you didn’t know. All you know is that you saw a lot of Klarion. 

You had to admit, you thought he was cute. He was funny, which was something that was unique when it came to The Light. The way he used his powers was amazing, and you look up to him for inspiration of what to do with your own. You liked him, but of course it would have been better if he wasn’t such a teasing prick.

He was awful. Always giving you hope that he finally realized you liked him, but then he would blow it by pulling a trick on you. For example, he gave you a rose one day, but then it exploded in your face. It didn’t hurt you, but still gave you a shock. Klarion laughed his head off. Another time he held out his hand to help you up, and you fell through his hand to land on your face. He had casted his hand as an illusion, which he also thought was hilarious. 

Honestly, you didn’t know what to do. Every time he tricked you, you just got angrier. You were angry that he didn’t notice you liked him, and that he felt the need to humiliate you in front of the other members. The anger from Klarion’s teasing slowly built up until it burst. 


Klarion and you were sitting in an abandoned movie theater, waiting for your plan to begin. Both of you were sent here to distract the Justice League while The Light steals technology from their watchtower.  

“Are you sure enchanting the water system was a good idea,” you ask as you magically float in the air. 

“Yes, Baby,” Klarion snaps back in a mocking tone. While the nickname could have been a term of endearment, the way he said it made it an insult. He is sitting in one of the theater chairs. Teekl jumps into his lap and he begins to pet her. “I know what I am doing.”

You stick your tongue out at him. “I just don’t think that turning everyone who touches the water into mindless lizard monsters is going to attract the attention of the Justice League,” you argue while doing somersaults in the air.  

“Hmm…,” Klarion hums, narrowing his eyes at you. With a flick of his finger, the spell that you were using to float in the air comes undone, and you crash to the ground. You were mid-somersault at the time, making you land right on your head.

“Ouch,” you cry, holding your head as you slowly sit up. Tears fill your eyes, it really hurt. 

Meanwhile, Klarion giggles his head off. “Oh, poor Baby,” he coos, motioning you to come to him. “Let me look at it.”

Even though it was against your better judgement, you sat in the chair next to him. Teekl crawls into your lap as Klarion checks the bump on your head. His touch is surprisingly gentle. You wonder if this meant something, but decide against it as he pressed down on the tender spot on your head. Petting Teekl’s head to ignore the pain, she begins to purr in your lap.

“Oww,” you whimper as a wave of sharp pain runs through  your head. “What are you doing?” Klarion begins to snicker, making you jump away from him. Teekl falls from your lap, meowing unhappily at you.  You glare at him before demanding, “What did you do to me?”

Klarion laughs harder, his normally pale, handsome face turning a bright red. You snap your fingers and a mirror appears in your hand. Holding it up, you scream. 

He had changed your hair color to this obnoxious color and styled it into a beehive. To be fair, you really cared about your hair. You loved the color of it and the style thus you were very protective of it. It meant a lot to you, and he just destroyed it. Obviously, you could fix it, but that was beside the point. Paired with your anger from his teasing and his lack of notice when it came to your feelings for him, you exploded. 

“You are a jerk,” you snap, clapping your hands to fix your hair to it’s original look. The mirror disappears when you toss it into the air. You turn to face him as the room begins to darken with your rage. 

“Calm down, Baby,” he chimes, unconcerned with your rage. “It’s just a joke.” However, Teekl runs to hide beneath one of the theater chairs. 

“I can’t take this anymore,” you scream as your magic creates a storm in the room. The wind howls past you, slowly lifting you into the air. You get a little satisfaction when Klarion appears to get nervous. “Enough of the tricks and the teasing, Klarion. I don’t care if you are a Lord of Chaos, I will not accept this behavior again.”

The wind picks up as lightning begins to strike within the building, a vortex forms near the ceiling. Klarion peers up at the brewing storm above, impressed. He never saw you use your magic so dramatically before. 

Meanwhile, you continue ranting, shouting to be heard above the wind. “It’s hard to like you when you keep playing me like a fool. Every time I think you might feel something for me, you ruin it by playing a trick. How can I like you so much when you are so mean to me?” You let out a high-pitched scream, sending a shock wave through the room that destroys everything except for the chair Klarion is sitting in. Teekl, having lost her hiding place, runs to cower in his lap. 

Klarion’s eyes went wide when you shouted your last sentence. His face went white as he tried to comprehend your words. You just glare at him, but when he doesn’t react, you turn to leave.

“I’m out of here, you can take care of the League yourself,” you say bitterly before casting a portal and jumping through it. It snaps closed behind you.

Klarion sits there for several moments, still shock by what you said. Teekl meows at him knowingly. 

“I know what you said, but I never thought she liked me back,” Klarion grumbles at the cat. Teekl meows in a “I told you so” manner.

“Shut up, you stupid cat,” Klarion shoots back, frowning when screams coming from outside of the building warn him their plan has begun. “I have to fix this after we distract the Armadillos.” He stands with Teekl in his arms and casts open a portal to take care of business before going to find you.


You went to hide in your pocket dimension, creating as much chaos as possible with your magic to try to soothe your anger. Your pocket dimension was just blank space when you were done. Eventually, you soothed your anger and were able to settle down to sleep for the night. 

When you woke the next morning, you were surprised to see every inch of space covered in roses. Roses similar to the one Klarion had given to you which blew up in your face. With a sense of uneasiness at how these roses got here and whether or not they were going to blow up, you pick up a note that was placed on top of the roses closest to you. By the handwriting, you knew it was from Klarion. It said,

(Y/N)

The roses will not explode. They are a gift to beg for your forgiveness. While I am not accustom to apologies, I believe I own you one. My behavior was unacceptable and I am sorry. I have only my own jealousy to blame as I believed you had no interest in me. I hope we can work together in the future, and perhaps we can create chaos together. 

Klarion the Witch Boy

P.S. The storm you created was magnificent.  

A giant grin breaks out on your face as you finish reading the note. Gazing out at the thousands of roses, you held the note to your heart as it almost burst from joy. Somehow, you knew it was a new beginning.  

Five Times Marinette Failed to Hide and the One Time She Succeeded

Summary: Marinette has never been great at hiding, be it herself or her secrets.

AO3 / Ch 1, 2, 3

Chapter Three - Superhero 


Being a superhero was pretty great, Marinette had decided. It had helped her learn to manage time better, so she wouldn’t miss school, hanging out with friends, or her duties. She was pretty great at juggling different opportunities, if she did say so herself.

What she wasn’t so great at was finding spots to transform, and that wasn’t exactly her fault. People were everywhere! She lived in Paris, one of the biggest tourist attractions, and it wasn’t like you could just find that many areas with absolutely no people! Sometimes she just had to make do with what she had.

The results of that weren’t always so stellar. Sometimes she hid behind a tree thinner than her, and other times she dived behind a slotted bench, very well aware of the fact that it was poor cover. But, like she knew, she had to risk her identity and use her environment or she’d never have the chance to transform.

Really, she should’ve been prepared for the day someone found her out, but there she was, gawking at Juleka, who just stared back. She tried to say something several times, but each time, her words failed her.

Juleka broke the ice first.

“That… makes a lot of sense,” she said, a smile forming on her lips. She even looked a little impressed.

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Cats Day 17

Kitty Cats: You and your son, Frerin II, accidentally turn Thorin, Kili, Fili, Dwalin, Balin and Gandalf into cats and this is the result (Spin off of The Elf and The Dwarf)

Chapter Summary: Tauriel is about to pop.

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You slam the door open causing all six cats to jump two feet in the air. Frerin just raises his brows at you.

“Kili, your wife is about to give birth so I suggest you come with me. Your mother is getting a few ponies ready. Frerin, Mr. Bilbo will be taking care of you and the cats,” you say, gathering your things.

“Meow.”

“No Thorin. You need to stay here. Carrying Kili is a problem enough as it is,” you say, ignoring your husband.

“Amad. You might as well take him. Tauriel is just as important to him as she is to you. She is family and knowing Fili, he won’t want to leave Kili alone to deal with this,” Frerin tries and you look at the three cats that are waiting for you at the door.

You sigh and shake your head, opening the door.

“I will try to be back soon. Don’t get in too much trouble,” you say and all four cats run out.

Wait. Four?!

“Dwalin!” You cry out and he turns, giving you a little meow, before sprinting to the entrance.

What a sight it made to see the queen running after four cats. A story to be told for the years to come.

With your horse at a full trot, it takes an hour to get to Mirkwood.

Thranduil and Legolas greet you at the entrance.

“She’s been requesting her husband for the past hour,” Legolas says, raising his brows as he notices that Kili was not around.

“Funny story, brother. Her husband along with her brother in law and uncle in law got turned into cats,” you say as you are lead to wherever Tauriel is.

“Who am I carrying exactly?” you hear and you turn to find Thranduil with a cat in his arms. Your husband to be exact. You giggle.

“That is Thorin. Thorin and Fili liked to be carried,” you explain as Kili goes running off with Fili right behind him.

“Do they know where they’re going?” Dis asks, quite concerned that her kittens might be lost.

“They should. Tauriel usually stays in her old quarters when they visit,” you say.

“I still can’t believe that your husband is a cat and is currently being held by father,” Legolas says and you giggle as Thorin hisses.

The four of you make your way to Tauriel’s quarters quickly and you burst into the room to find Kili pacing with Fili on the night stand.

“Why are there cats in my room? Why is my husband not here, y/n?” Tauriel panics as other elves start bustling around. Kili starts meowing loudly, Fili starts meowing back, and it’s just one big loud mess.

“Kili! Shut your yapping!” you exclaim, but he does not and continues to do so leaving Tauriel completely confused.

“What-?”

Suddenly you hear a poof and there, in his human form, was Kili with tears streaming down his face. He looks at himself in surprise before quickly making his way over to Tauriel, kissing her forehead in the process.

“Did you just-,”

“Now is not the time, amralime. Our baby is about to grace the world,” Kili says, squeezing her hand and you look at Fili, who looks absolutely confused.

“This is going to be a long day,” you say, before joining in to help.

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Six hours later, the world is blessed with Vali, the first son child of Kili and Tauriel.

After getting rid of the old sheets, the cats decided to make a new home on Tauriel’s bed with Fili eagerly rubbing himself against Kili, who confused you the most. How the hell did he turn back to his human form? Was it because he was in a stressful situation? Or was he wishing on it so hard that his wish came true?

“You’re glaring,” Kili states and that brings you out of your stupor.

“I am just curious as to how you were turned back to a dwarf,” you say, sitting up as Thorin comes to rest on your lap.

“I don’t know. I just kept praying to the valar that I would be a dwarf again and here I am,” Kili says nonchalantly, using his thumb to tickle little Vali. The baby lets out a tiny little giggle and you can feel your heart jump at the sound.

“I can still feel some cat like tendencies, though so I don’t think I am completely back to my dwarf self yet. Like I can understand what Dwalin and Fili are talking about right now,” Kili explains and Dwalin and Fili look up at him, mortified.

“They’re arguing on whether or not Vali will take up bow and arrows like his parents or just stick to swords.”

You roll your eyes at the two cats. Not even an hour into this world and they were already planning on training Vali.

“None of that here,” Dis interrupts, standing, “come. Let us leave them to their rest. IT has been a long day.”

Following her orders, you all leave, but not before you place a kiss on all of their foreheads.

“It is good to have you back, Kili. Congrats on bringing a wonderful joy in this world,” you say, before closing the door behind you.

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landrynka2577  asked:

hello! can i request a scenario where gom+mibuchi's s/o gives them a smol cute kitten for their birthday? thank you c:

Of course you can sweetie! Thank you for requesting :)


Akashi: He wasn’t sure what to expect when he trips over a moving box.. His first thought was he imagined it, because there’s no way the box moved from one end of the room to the other.. But when the small little ball of fluff peaks its head out after he unravels the ribbon, he tries to hide the shock.

“____….” he mumbles, blushing upon realizing you weren’t around, and it was just him and the kitten. He’s startled when he jumps on his shoulder, purring in his ear and wraps around his neck..

Someone’s made himself at home..

“AH! I see you found your gift!”

Akashi jumps up, looking at you with wide eyes, before rubbing the back of his neck. He almost jumps when he feels the fur, shrugging.

“…M..More like he found me..” he admits, giving a small smile..  “He tried to trip me on the way to the couch.”

You laugh, walking over to sit beside him, sighing softly. You lightly rub his head, adoring the purrs and lean forward to peck both their cheeks.

“Well.. He just wanted to get your attention..” you watch his expression, giggling to yourself, “Looks like he got it!”

He turns to look at the kitten, before letting out a soft sigh..

He did indeed.

Mibuchi: “_____-chan…” he whispers, watching as you attempt to hide the kitten between your arms.. It was supposed to be a surprise! But instead, before you could add the ribbon, Mibuchi walks in, and you’re scrambling to keep upright.

“A..Ah.. I wanted to surprise you this year!!” you sheepishly explain, before hearing the kitten meow once more..

“I.. I was told by Akashi-kun how you wanted a cat since you were a child.. But you couldn’t have one.. So…”

You thrust the cat out, hoping he’d take the hint and grab him.

“…Here!! Happy birthday Reo-kun!”

He feels his eyes widen, especially when the cat meows cutely at him, and watches your face slowly burn with a blush.. Awe..!! So cute!!! He carefully takes the kitten, placing it on his shoulder, before pulling you into a hug, smiling happily.

“Thank you ____-chan… I adore her.. But..” he stops, pulling back to look at you, “I adore you more!”

You couldn’t stop the blush, only burying your face in his chest in embarrassment. Though you giggled when the kitten began to bat at your head, as if telling you to go away.

Midorima: “… It’s a cat…”

You huff, hands on your hips as the small kitten crawls up his body, somehow landing on the top of his head.

“Thank you for pointing out the obvious..”

He glowers, but tries to pull the small ball of fluff off his head.. He hears the meows, and after a few tries, just leaves him on there, eyes on you. 

“Why’d you get me a kitten?”

You feel your cheeks burn, but you close your eyes, unable to meet his piercing gaze.

“…I… I didn’t want you to get lonely when I’m not here…”

It’s his turn to blush, and he scratches his head, almost jumping at the meow in his ear before turning to look at the small ball.

“Tch.. As if I’d get lonely, nanodayo.”

You open your eyes to look at him, sighing before heading towards the door.

“If that’s the case.. I’m leaving…”

You were able to hide the knowing smirk when he grabbed your hand, stopping you from making a move. 

“Eh? I thought you don’t get lonely…?”

He glares, turning away from your face as he pushes up his glasses, trying to regain composure.

“…It’s my birthday.. So I want you to stay…”

You rolled your eyes, but release a soft sigh, moving to wrap your arms around him in a hug.

“If that’s what the birthday boy wants..~”

A meow was the only response.

Murasakibara: He was waiting for you to cut him a piece of cake, when he felt something jump on his shoulder. His eyes widen a fraction, before they narrow, a frown on his lips as he shoos the small creature away.

“___-chiiinnn~ Get this thing away from me…”

You blink, turning around to look at him, giggling and bringing the slices of cake over to the living room.

“I see you found your gift!! Or in this case, she found her way to you!” 

He blinks, grabbing the cake with a huff..

“I don’t  know why you got me a cat…” he grumbles, stuffing his face, “It’s so small.. Smaller than Kuro-chin..”

You shake your head,  plopping beside him as you watch the kitten paw at his fork.

“He’s your new pal, Atsushi! Treat him right! Or no more sweets for you!”

He makes a face, as if about to retort,  but when he sees the paw on his plate, he sighs, grabbing a different fork and scooping some of the icing for him.

“Do you want some?”

“Don’t feed the cat icing, Atsushi!!”