where would i be without you cat

I love that my entire dash is debates over exotic animals now because of that one post about uncommon pets.

Like yeah I won’t deny that there are lots of people who can adequately keep a possum or a fox or a wolfdog, but for every one person who can there’s eleven people who think they can and then fail miserably.

I hesitate to call them “pets” because to me a pet is a fully domestic animal that is fully adapted to life in human care. It tames easily because that’s its default state. Alternatively, it isn’t dangerous by nature and can easily be segued into a home without painfully disrupting either the animal or the human. So a dog or cat or nonvenomous reptile would easily fit the definition of pet, where a parrot or a puma would not.

I wouldn’t go so far as to say a large or dangerous exotic can never be kept in private hands, but the amount of research, money, experience needed, time investment and legal arbitration would make successful ownership impossible for the average pet owner. Keeping a wolf or a puma isn’t so much keeping a pet as it is a total lifestyle overhaul. You now own a zoo, and you need to conduct your property as a zoo, make sure you have the right permits and the right vet, a safe enclosure, and everything else that comes with running one.

The biggest issue is that so many people who want an opossum or a fox have almost no experience dealing with difficult animals or exotics, they want one because they saw it online (or in the case of sugar gliders, because they saw them at the mall when that awful fucking Pocket Pets mill breeder was there peddling them as an easy pet like a hamster)

The majority of people who say “I want one” to a video of a pet wolf just… have no idea, lol. A good exotic breeder wouldn’t sell to someone like that in the first place, but there are as many jerks out there looking to make a buck as there are gullible rubes to be taken in.

other tips for new cat owners / people who may get cats soon:

no, getting a grown cat won’t be boring / less cute! they’ll become just as attached to you as a kitten. get a cat that speaks to you (literally or figuratively, maybe you want a cat that’s chatty). older cats will be so appreciative to have a home. 
people get rid of their cats for all kinds of unfair reasons. just the ones i’ve seen on the craigslist listings in the last 5 minutes: “i am just more of a dog person (7mo old kitten)”, “we hoped she would get over her kittenish behavior, she has not (2yr old cat)”, “i need to get rid of my cat before my baby is born (3yr old cat)”.
you can totally pick up a beautiful, loving, grown up kitty who will be needing some comfort after getting dumped. just look at this girl.

(taken off craigslist) she would be more than happy to live her cat life with you. is she not cute? she is. she is cute. so, ultimately, adopt whatever cat you like, but don’t rule out older cats!

nextly: no no, do NOT declaw your cat. DON’T DO IT. I’M TELLIN YA.
it’s a deeply painful procedure, actually removing the entire first knuckle, not JUST the nail. it causes long-term and potentially permanent pain in the cat, and can lead to nasty infections, behavioral problems, and helplessness if they ever find themselves outside and in need of protection or climbing abilities.
“but i don’t want my cat to scratch me / my kid / my furniture!” okay, i feel you, but there are other, cheaper, less inhumane options. my favorite of which are claw caps.

you gently press on your cat’s foot (to unsheath their claws), and place the soft cap onto their claw using the glue that’s included in any soft paw kit you get. it might take some getting used to on the cat’s part, but it should under no circumstances be painful, and when the kitty’s claws grow, the cap just kinda falls off, and you’ll put another one on.
you can also file or clip their nails down! if you’re too nervous or clumsy to do it, your vet will usually do it for a small fee, or a groomer can take care of it. Personally, I just let my cats’ claws hang out and accept the pokes when they knead on me, since i don’t have any little babies or expensive upholstery in my home. 

No, cats ain’t “low maintenance”. This is a living, social creature, not a chiapet. Especially if you’re raising them from kittenhood, they need a lot of attention and resources. cuddles, playtime, training, health care, feeding, cleaning up their facilities. you get a pet to interact with, not to buy and leave it be! a cat that you don’t socialize is going to be very moody and sad. get a pet if you plan to invest the time and energy they need- if not, maybe we can come back to that cactus idea? 

Cats need meat. I repeat, cats cannot survive without meat. Dogs need meat too- but cats are incapable of creating taurine in their own, and where do you find taurine? meat! hallelujah!! 
Feeding cats a vegan or vegetarian diet is a slow form of starvation and animal abuse. If you’re not comfortable feeding an animal meat, please do not adopt a carnivore. There are plenty of vegetarian mammals that you would be much better suited owning, but do not abuse your cats just because of your own feelings about protein. 
Without enough taurine in a cat’s diet, severe health problems will follow, like blindness, weak and decaying teeth, weak heart, and digestive issues. This is terrible. This objectively sucks. So pretty please give your cat a proper diet!

It’s way way safer to have an indoor cat. I don’t need you to tell me that you want your cat to be with you for many years, ‘cause I already know you do. Outdoor cats are exposed to wild animals, animal abusers, poisonous substances, cars, harsh weather, kidnapping, and diseases. Cats like rolling around in grass and grabbing birds from trees, and that’s great, but having an outdoor cat makes for a steep decrease in their estimated lifespan. The average lifespan of an indoor cat is 16.8 years, whereas outdoor cats average out to a hard-hitting 5.6. Ouch. 
So it’s definitely safer to keep a cat indoors! If you’re adopting a young kitten, it won’t be hard, since they won’t be expecting outdoor time already. If you’re still really into that whole grass idea, you should totally grow some indoor grass for your cat to chill in. 


that’s everything i can think of for the moment, but please don’t be afraid to do your own research on animal care. there are tons of resources out there, and if you have a good vet, they’ll answer any questions you have! 

thank you for readin’ about cat care. as a reward, i’m adding a picture of toby as a baby. enjoy.

Prompt List

If you don’t want to request your idea, just send me a request with the prompt/s you want from the list below with the character you want and relationship/style of imagine you want with them (friendship, fluff, crush, hurt, couple etc.).

Happy requesting!! xx

  1. “You’re the only thing left that is important to me now.”
  2. “Please, put some pants on, you’re embarrassing me.”
  3. “Oh, love, I don’t think you understand the meaning of sarcasm.”
  4. “You don’t get to touch her! Not anymore. Not after what you did!”
  5. “I think i’m going insane.”
  6. You’re the only one for me.”
  7. “Honestly, if you wanted sex this bad you could’ve just told me!”
  8. “I’ve come to the conclusion, that this house just might be haunted.”
  9. “What makes you say that?”
  10. “There was this perfect moment. This perfect moment where everything that I wanted was clearly in front of me… and i understood.”
  11. “You broke my favourite vase!”
  12. “I think we should get a puppy, and with this puppy we should become the stereotypical cute couple. As well as because I want a dog.”
  13. “You’re crazy.”
  14. “I promise that i’ll protect you.”
  15. “I don’t need saving. Not now! Not ever.”
  16. “You act as if you’re the hard done by. You’re not.”
  17. “You cheated on me! What was I suppose to do? Smile and forgive you?”
  18. “I think you’re worth much more than that.”
  19. “I’d rather die than do that.”
  20. “Did you ever wonder what brought us together?”
  21. “Is… that really you? I thought i’d never see you again!”
  22. “You had one job!”
  23. “How is it that you’re a complete flop at everything you do?”
  24. “You need to stop.”
  25. “That lip biting’s getting a little out of hand.”
  26. “If you continue to do what you’re doing, I won’t hesitate to come over there and stop you myself.
  27. “Isn’t he just the cutest?”
  28. “I want a child.”
  29. “You still awake?”
  30. “You’re probably the hottest stranger i’ve ever seen.”
  31. “Never thought that all this would happen because of one tiny moment.”
  32. “My clothes look good on you.”
  33. “Is that my shirt?”
  34. “Isn’t that a bit too big for you?”
  35. “Isn’t that a bit too small for you?”
  36. “I think you look absolutely adorable.”
  37. “When I said you’re mine, I meant it.”
  38. “He better only be just a friend.”
  39. “Those short’s look really good on you.”
  40. “Hey, they can’t hurt you anymore.”
  41. “I… I lost the baby.”
  42. “It’s all my fault, i’m so sorry.”
  43. “My arms just fit perfectly.”
  44. “You’re drunk.”
  45. “I am not wearing that.”
  46. “How did I get stuck here with you?”
  47. “I swear, the world is against me.”
  48. “Don’t touch me!”
  49. “Get away from me!”
  50. “Tell me you need me.”
  51. “You’re not the boss of me.”
  52. “We’re out of gas, what’s your plan?”
  53. “You’re an ass”
  54. “I’m on vacation, you take care of it.”
  55. “Disney movies all day? I’m in.”
  56. “Hurry up! Would you?!”
  57. “Take the long way around”
  58. “Can you shut up for five minutes, please???”
  59. “He’s been gone for quite a while”
  60. “I can’t see anything.”
  61. “I heard a noise.”
  62. “Where’s my food?”
  63. “I bet you feel like an artist”
  64. “Can I be of assistance?”
  65. “Get out of the way before I murder you.”
  66. “You’re breaking my heart, babe.”
  67. “Cry me a river.”
  68. “Build a bridge.”
  69. “Get over it.”
  70. “Another credit card?!”
  71. “It’s just rain, you aren’t gonna melt!”
  72. “Have you ever lied to me?”
  73. “I’m stuck! Help me!”
  74. “I swear, I’m not scared.”
  75. “What do you think a cupholder is for?”
  76. “You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?”
  77. “Turn that sh*t off!!!!”
  78. “When’s that last time we went on a date?”
  79. “I thought you didn’t like cats?”
  80. “The door’s locked.”
  81. “I’ll just tell your mom on you.”
  82. “I thought you were nice.”
  83. “I had a dream about you.”
  84. “What colour do you like better?”
  85. “Take notes, sweetheart.”
  86. “This is where you impress me, right?”
  87. “Pick up lines only work when I’m drunk.”
  88. “I can’t believe you didn’t remember”
  89. “If that makes me a child, so be it.”
  90. “I could beat you up, you know that right?”
  91. “Would it kill you to help people?”
  92. “I bet you can’t go 24 hours without cussing.”
  93. “But, I said I love you.”
  94. “Is it just me or is cold as hell in here?”
  95. “I’m not weird, you’re just basic.”
  96. “Just sleep with one eye open, that’s all I’m saying”
  97. “Take off your shirt.”
  98. “We could get struck by lightning, but you want to kiss in the rain.”
  99. “You’re never this quiet, what’s wrong?
  100. “Sit still, for the love of all that is Holy.”

Prompt credit: @prompt-bank and @justauthoring

Harry’s a Pilates Teacher and He Likes Bambi. A lot.

“James is never angry, thank you very much. He is the most content of all cats, actually. The vet says she’s never seen a more comfortable cat.”

“What sort of a name is James for a cat anyway?”

“I love Gavin and Stacey.” Harry stared back her, his face blank, willing her to go on. “James Corden.”

“You named your cat after James Corden?”

“Got a problem with that?”

“No,” he smirked. “Not at all.”

8500 words, be nice. I tried.

A big thank you to my home gals @islareeveswriting and @harrysmeadow for once again being true angels and reading this one several times for me, and spotting all the things that didn’t make sense which I’d missed. Where would I be without them?

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anonymous asked:

I wish you would write a fic where... Damian is told he is valuable & loved by everyone in his family, while also being alive to hear it

Let’s start with Bruce, shall we? And maybe I’ll add more later, with the other family members.

He looks for Alfred the Cat everywhere, and finds him exactly where he shouldn’t be: down in the Batcave, curled up on Batman’s lap, sharpening his nails against the kevlar of the Dark Knight’s chest.

Alfred is a good cat: he’s loyal and his fur is very fluffy, and he has very refined killing instincts, but also a horrible timing. Because after the disastrous patrol he just had, the last thing Damian wants tonight is another lecture about responsibility and following orders. He doesn’t want the usual arguments to be turned against him, doesn’t want Bruce pointing out that of course Damian’s pets disobey him, after all they only follow their master’s example.

And still, he may be a lot of other bad things, but Damian Wayne is not a coward. So he squares his shoulders, walks towards his father’s chair and clears his throat before speaking up.


Father doesn’t even turn to look at him.

“Sorry for what?”, he grumbles.

“Alfred. I know he shouldn’t be here”, Damian answers, looking at the cat. He’s not angry with him because it’s not Alfred’s fault. Only Damian’s. Always Damian’s.

Bruce only hums at that, then he moves his hand to pet the cat. It’s ridiculous, but Damian gulps and looks almost in alarm at his father’s fingers closing around Alfred’s muzzle. But Bruce is not Mother, and of course, of course, he only wants to scratch the cat’s chin. Of course he’ll not snap his neck as a punishment.

“I’ll keep him in my room from now on”, Damian adds anyway, still transfixed. “Train him not to go where he is not wanted.”

Bruce’s fingers stop, and finally he turns around to look at his son.

“Meaning?”, Batman asks.

There’s a weird, uncomfortable, burning feeling in Damian’s stomach now.

“Drake suggested that perhaps it would bother you. Having to take care of… of things that you didn’t choose to- take care of.”

Batman’s silence is never a real silence. It’s always full of something: disappointment, anger, judgment. Damian starts considering the idea of just snatching the cat from his father’s hands and running away as fast as he can until he reaches the safety of his bed and the warmth of Titus’ fur. But Batman moves more rapidly than him, always had, and the next moment Damian finds himself scoped up and settled down into his father’s lap, two strong, muscular arms wrapped tightly around him, Bruce’s mouth brushing hard against his forehead.

“Your cat never bothered me, Damian. Not for one moment”, Bruce murmurs into his hair, picking up Alfred to set him on Damian’s stomach. “I loved him from the very moment he was brought into this house. from the moment he became a part of this family. I’ve never not wanted him. And I don’t care if he disobeys from time to time.”

Now Damian’s eyes are burning too. It’s a funny feeling, but like, not fun at all.

“Really?”, Damian asks anyway, whispering without wanting to, and curling more tightly around his pet and into his father’s arms.

“Promise”, Bruce confirms, hugging him even close.

Send me an anonymous ask completing the sentence “I wish you would write a fic where… (REQUESTS CLOSED, SORRY!)

new irrelevant headcanon here goes

Hey remember this ep?! It’s episode 47 of Advanced Generation, in which May meets and captures a Skitty!

So the story goes like this: May finds a wild, ill Skitty and brings it to a nearby therapy center, where the little ball of sunshine quickly regains its strength and soon starts jumping around, taking interest in anything that moves and rustles like the kitty it is.

Then Ash, curious about its behavior, walks up to Skitty, pulls out a cat toy OUT OF NOWHERE and plays with it for a while.

The toy clearly doesn’t belong to the therapist, since you see it nowhere in the room where they’re staying (and anyway, you don’t just take and use other people’s things without asking).

So either Ash discovered his crafty side and made one within lightning speed (which would be hilarious in itself), or he had it with him, which is more likely. Ash, who’s never once owned a kitten-like Pokémon, carries cat toys around. I mean, that thing clearly has no other purpose. It’s not some household item.

So tl;dr headcanon: Ash carries random toys around for no other purpose than to play with Pokémon he meets during his journey.

The Black Cat

Summary: In which Dan Howell is gay, homeless, and also part cat, and Phil Lester is the nicest stranger ever.

Word Count: a whooping 9.3k!!!

Includes: an actual story, and of course, neko smut

this fic is for my best friend @ominousdan!!! it’s cayla’s birthday and without her birth nobody would be getting to see nine thousand words of neko!dan so please go follow her and tell her happy birthday in thanks (ily cayla i hope you love this and also me)

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Over Time (M)

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader
Genre: Smut

“Get back to work,” Taehyung growled before spanking my naked ass. His gorgeous lips twisted into a wicked grin as he smoothed my skirt down. “Yes, sir,” I replied, stepping out of his office. The man’s appetite for fucking was insatiable. I was called into his office at least twice a day to perform devious acts with him… Or on him…Or sometimes just by myself. I was quickly learning what he liked and what he didn’t. So far, he enjoyed everything except back talk. Taehyung wanted someone submissive and compliant and he was paying me an extraordinary amount to be both. It was difficult not skipping back to my desk. People had been questioning why I was in such a good mood the last few months. But I clearly couldn’t tell them it was because the CTO was paying me triple my salary to pleasure him during office hours.

I sat at my desk and went through my emails, trying to find some actual work to do. My new assistant was doing pretty much everything I used to do before. All that was required of me these days was to be available to Taehyung whenever he wanted me, which left a lot of downtime in between that I needed to fill. My computer faced away from the wall so nobody could see what I was doing. Taehyung gave me an expense account so I started doing a search for lingerie and sex toys he might like to play with. I took my job very seriously. Taehyung had a strict no panties policy in the workplace which he imposed every day by sliding his hand up my skirt. He would tickle my clit and tell me I was a good girl.

Then I would normally get a coffee for him to start the day. Unlike me, he did have real work to do too. Even with the no panties policy, I was sure he would make an exception for some lacy lingerie. Especially if they were crotch less. I clicked on a few pieces that I thought he might like and made the purchase. There was nothing better than having an expense account that I could do whatever I wanted with. After checking in with my social media accounts, I grabbed my mug and went to the work kitchen. Jisoo from the accounts department was already there. “I’ve been hearing rumors about you.” My smile faltered. “Oh? I’m sure I haven’t done anything worth gossiping about.” Jisoo eyed me, her gaze going down and then up my body again. “People are saying you’ve been grinning like the cat that’s got the cream all week. What’s happened to make you so happy, girl?”

The truth could not get out, not under any circumstances. This was a respectable business, not one where sex contracts would be tolerated. “I guess I’m just enjoying life. Everything is going well here and I’m thinking of moving into a bigger apartment.”

“You haven’t got a new man? Because people don’t usually smile like that without getting a serious work out in the bedroom.”

“I wish.” I laughed, but I could hear the awkwardness in my tone. Hopefully Jisoo bought it anyway. “There’s no new man. But if you know someone…” She patted me on the arm. “Girl, if I knew a guy, I’d take him for myself. It’s been a while, if you know what I mean.”

“I hear you.”

“Well, I hope your happiness continues. It’s nice seeing that smile on your face. I’ll tell everyone you’ve got a lover tied up in your bedroom.” She winked and closed the microwave door with her hip before leaving. I had thought I was being more discreet but I guess it was difficult to hide my new found sex life. Taehyung’s generous payments and the outstanding sex was too much to tone down my euphoria. When I’d finished pouring my coffee, I made a beeline for my desk and pretended to get back to work. I did need to check my new assistant’s work so that kept me busy for another hour. Just before lunchtime, my computer beeped with a message from Taehyung. He wanted to see me straight away in his office. A thrill zipped down my spine with what he could want to do this time.

Walking into Taehyung’s office always held a sense of nervous anticipation. He could ask me to do any act to his naked body or my own. I was up for anything and eager to see what he was in the mood for. There was nothing like sex to liven up the day. “You wanted to see me, sir?” I asked. Taehyung leaned back in his leather chair. “Yes, I did. Go to the bottom drawer of my filing cabinet and pull out the cock ring.” He said it so formally, as if I was grabbing a client file for him. It was my first venture into his filing cabinet. I wasn’t prepared to see it filled with sex toys, but there were gags, handcuffs, lengths of black rope, a dildo, and items I didn’t even know what to call. I found the cock ring and pulled it out. Returning to his desk, I handed it over. “No, Y/N, you hold onto that for now.”

He stood and unzipped his pants, but left his white shirt and navy blue tie on. He wasn’t wearing any boxers, so I guessed the no underwear rule must apply to him as well. As his pants pooled on the floor, he stepped out of them. His cock was already semi-hard and on the way to being ready for action. “Lock the door and take off all your clothes,” he ordered. It was easy to obey his commands. Once the door was secured, I removed my blouse, skirt, and bra. Standing in front of him completely naked, I enjoyed watching his eyes darken with desire. Taehyung was hungry and I was his next meal. “Come around and sit on my desk,” he said as he pushed the papers away from in front of him so there was plenty of room. His desk was cold under my ass as I shuffled back onto it.

Taehyung grabbed my ankles and held my legs up, angling my body backwards so he could get a good look at my pussy. “You shaved. Good girl.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“Put the cock ring on me.” He was completely hard now, the head of his cock swollen and shiny. I couldn’t wait to have him inside me. We’d only touched each other that morning when I got to work and my pussy had been waiting too long to take him in. I slid the silicone cock ring along his shaft until it reached the base. I made sure the ball attached to it was facing upwards so we could both enjoy the benefits of the ring. Taehyung watched everything I did and nodded his approval. “Good girl. I’m going to fuck you, Y/N. And when I do, you’re going to stay quiet. Even when you want to scream my name, you won’t. Understand?”

“Yes, sir.” I licked my lips while holding his cock. I wanted it in my mouth but he hadn’t given me that order. I would have to wait to taste him another time. He leaned forward and took my nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard before releasing it and doing the same to the other one. I stifled a moan as my clit pulsed with sweet anticipation. Taehyung suddenly pulled me to the edge of the desk by my ankles. It was a sharp, sudden yank that brought my pussy directly to his cock. Without any further delay, he pushed deep inside of me. He hissed as my cunt was filled with his member.

I relished the sensation of being connected to him, of doing something so intimate with the boss everyone fantasized about. He had chosen me, out of everyone in the department, and I enjoyed every moment with him. The cock ring hit my clit when he was fully inside me. The hard piece of silicone pressed onto my clit and made me squirm with the delicious pleasure. Taehyung rocked backwards before thrusting in again. The ring hit my clit again and restarted the whole joyful process. I leaned back onto the desk with my elbows, my eyes connecting with his. They locked together while his hips thrust deeper and deeper inside my cunt. His hands held my ankles tightly, owning all control over my body.

The cock ring was amazing as it pressed onto my clit and then was released. Between his cock sliding in and out of me and the toy, my climax was sitting on the cliff and just waiting for its moment to shine. My breast bounced as he thrust in earnest. Taehyung’s cock was thick and hard as he sped up his rhythm and sent my body into a frenzy. He grunted as loudly as he dared in the office. Neither of us could stop the sound of our bodies as his slapped against mine. The two of us were losing control as the primal instinct to fuck took over. My pussy was being pounded as my clit was being worked into a tight knot. It was too much pleasure for one person to experience all at once. I was going to explode and I hoped Taehyung would soon let me. His cock banged into me and he lost it. His shaft throbbed as he pushed it in as far as it would go. The cock ring pressed so hard against my clit, it was more than enough to send me soaring.

The uncontrolled orgasm hit me quickly as it took over all my senses. All the thoughts in my head were completely wiped as pure bliss swept through me. My clit tingled with happiness as my breath caught in my throat. I had to force myself not to cry out Taehyung’s name, just like he promised I would want to. He knew how good he was at fucking and nobody could tell him otherwise. We stared at one another while experiencing the shared joy. I relished being sprawled naked over his desk with his cock inside me.

It was more fun than I ever expected to have at work. It was almost criminal to be paid for enjoying work so much. My body calmed as Taehyung pulled out of me and slapped my ass. He helped me to sit up and I bounced off the desk. In one swift movement, he pulled the cock ring off his shaft and wrapped it in a tissue. He slid it into his pocket, to be dealt with later. “Is there anything further you require from me, sir?” I asked as I moved around his desk to get my clothes. Taehyung had already found his trousers and was stepping into them one leg at a time. “That’s all for now. Your performance was exemplary, as usual.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“Clean up before you leave.” He gestured toward his private bathroom. Thank goodness he had his own in his office. With the smell of sex on my skin, I didn’t relish walking through the entire workplace just to freshen up in the restrooms. I slipped into Taehyung’s bathroom and cleaned up. The hand soap smelled like him, fresh and exotic. When I was finished, I left and returned to my desk. As I passed by Taehyung he was already lost in his work again. He barely managed to give me a smile as I glided past. The afternoon dragged after having such an eventful lunchtime. I grabbed some food and went for a walk outside. The air was crisp and beautiful with just the right amount of sunshine to warm me up but not overheat. It was a lovely day, but I was in a happy bubble that would probably find absolutely everything wonderful at the moment.

Just before it was clock off, Taehyung emerged from his office. He stood over my desk, looming tall over me. My eyes travelled slowly up his body from his thighs, over the abs that I knew were hidden beneath his shirt, and finally to his breathtaking face. “What can I do for you, sir?” He spoke quietly, “Would you like to have dinner with me?” I faltered slightly, unsure whether I had to keep up the charade or could give an honest answer. Taehyung took my hesitation as something it wasn’t. “You don’t have to say yes. This is completely up to you, I was just hungry and thought you might be too. I enjoy your company, but this is optional.”

“No, it wasn’t that,” I said, quickly this time. “I would like to have dinner with you. Very much. Thank you for the invitation.”

“We’ll leave in twenty minutes. I’ll make reservations.”

“Yes, sir,” I replied. It came naturally now to refer to him as ‘sir’. He was the master of my body so why not give him a title of respect? He’d earned it after all this time. After precisely twenty minutes, Taehyung reappeared at my desk and we walked to his choice of restaurant. It was one of more upmarket eateries in the business district and private enough that nobody should be able to see us dining together. We wouldn’t want people to think we were on a date and start the work gossip mill. We ordered some food and could then relax for the day. With the dim lighting and candles on the table, it was difficult to keep remembering that we were here as colleagues.

“Are you happy, Y/N?” Taehyung asked suddenly. I wondered what was behind the question and what he expected me to say. Did he really think I was unhappy after those amazing few days? “I’m very happy. Life is treating me extremely well. Are you happy?” A grin lit up his gaze. “If I got any happier, my dick would fall off.” Neither of us wanted that to happen. “This arrangement is working very well. I want to make sure you feel the same way. It’s been a few months now.”

“I’ve loved every moment of it, sir. Really, I’m glad you asked me to… participate. I would find it difficult going back to our previous work relationship now.” I meant every word. I’d never felt more exhilarated or satisfied with my job before. After all, who wouldn’t want more sex in the workplace? I’d bet there were plenty of people thinking about it. The only difference was that we acted upon it. We weren’t afraid to have taboo discussions. The food arrived and we were busy eating for a few minutes. Taehyung dove into his steak while I ate my chicken. The whole meal was delicious and judging by the prices that were on the menu, I would hope so.

Having good food in my belly made me bold. I decided to ask some questions that I might not usually dare to. “Is this your first time having an arrangement like ours?”

“Yes. I had the idea after I’d spent all morning watching you with a hard cock. I wasn’t sure if you’d be into it.”

“Is that why you approached me at the conference?” I was still having flashbacks about our encounter in the empty room. Anybody could have stumbled in the room and see our writhing, naked bodies. We hadn’t been very careful. Taehyung nodded and took a sip of his red wine. “I wanted to see if you’d push me away or were more open minded. I checked your personnel file to make sure you were single before the conference.”

“So it was premeditated?” My stomach quivered with the thought of how much effort he’d put into our arrangement. I never would have guessed he’d gone to that much trouble. “I know what I want and I’m not afraid to go after it. You are what I want, Lydia. And now I’ve got you.” He had me in more ways than one. The more time I was spending with Taehyung, the more I liked him. I thought it would only be just about sex with him. But I guess I could never completely remove other emotions from the equation. “You’ve definitely got me, sir. Do you think anyone else in the office has any suspicions about us?”

“Nobody has said anything. Have you heard any rumors?”

“People are wondering why I’m so happy,” I replied. Taehyung rubbed my leg with his foot underneath the table, causing a flush of heat through my cheeks. “I’m glad I’m the one that gets to put that smile on your face.” I had to focus on my meal for a few moments as feelings brimmed inside me. Taehyung could be so sweet with me, and yet so dirty at other times. It was difficult reconciling the two sides of him sometimes. Add in the further complication of him being my boss and it was a mess. After dinner, Taehyung paid and walked me back to my car where we said goodnight with no physical touch in case someone was watching. To everyone else, we may have looked like friendly colleagues. Inside, it was killing me to know what he really thought about me.

Was I just his sex slave? Or could there possibly be more to it? My apartment felt empty when I got home. I flicked on the television and tried to switch off my mind. At least tomorrow I would be able to go to work and continue my duties under our arrangement. Taehyung would never be far away at work. In the morning, I awoke with butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I couldn’t wait to get to work and for my first call into the boss’s office. I’d overanalyzed everything too much the previous night. I needed to just chill and go with the flow, that had always been my plan with this arrangement. I needed to learn how to be like a guy and place components of my life into separate compartments. I gave Jisoo a wave on my way through the office. I did my best to hide the smile bursting out across my face so that she didn’t fuel the gossip mill, but it was futile. Just because I was happy, didn’t mean I was up to something juicy. I mean, I was…but I might not have been, for all they knew.

Taehyung wasn’t in his office so I couldn’t make him a morning coffee. I sat with my assistant and trained her on some areas I had yet to show her. She was a quick learner and was managing her role well. Not once did she ask me why I spent so much time in Taehyung’s office. Hopefully she didn’t even notice. By lunchtime, the boss still hadn’t appeared. I checked his calendar which said he was in a meeting. The time had been blocked off but no name had been typed in. That usually meant he was in a meeting with the other officers. They normally went long and put Taehyung in a bad mood, he hated wasting time. I made myself busy by helping my assistant and almost missed Taehyung’s return in the midafternoon.

If it wasn’t for his booming voice, I might have missed him completely. “Y/N, my office. Now.” His command sent a shiver racing down my spine. I hurried into his office and waited for further instructions. “Yes, sir.”

“I want food. Go get me some.” That wasn’t what I expected. I tried to hide my disappointment. This was the kind of thing I used to do for him, before our agreement started. “Would you like anything in particular?”

“Get anything.” I backpedaled and hurried to get out of the office. I’d only known Taehyung for a while but I knew what he liked to eat. He’d sent me out for food plenty of times before. So why did it feel like he was rejecting me this time? I was breaking the rules of our contract and I needed to stop. I was being paid to be available for his sexual needs. I was also being paid to be his assistant. He had every right to send me on this errand. The deli was on the corner of our block. I grabbed a burger and took it back to the office, leaving it on Taehyung’s desk while he continued to stare at his computer screen. He didn’t say a word so I slunk out and closed the door. All afternoon I dwelled in disappointment. At least I got some actual work done and wasn’t interrupted.

Everyone else left at five, and Taehyung still hadn’t emerged from his office. Nor had he messaged me through the computer. I couldn’t tell if he was just busy or giving me the cold shoulder. Perhaps I was just being paranoid. I wasn’t going to leave without saying anything to him so I knocked on his door and received a gruff, “Come in.” Taehyung was sitting behind his desk, a frown wrinkling his forehead. “I’m just on my way out. Is there anything you need before I go?”

“No, it’s fine. Have a good evening.”

“Yes, sir.” Disappointed, I left him to it and gathered my things to leave. The whole office was quiet now, it became a ghost town once office hours were over. I headed for the elevator and hit the button to go down. Just as the elevator dinged, someone grabbed my hand and tugged me down the corridor. I looked up to see Taehyung with a determined look on his face. “What are you doing?” I asked. “You need to do some overtime tonight,” he replied. “Okay.”

“Y/N…” He said my name like it was a warning and I quickly realized my mistake. “Yes, sir.”

“That’s better.” A smile tugged at his lips but it didn’t quite take. Taehyung dragged me all the way to the boardroom before pulling me inside. He closed the door but left all the lights out. The moon shined brightly in the sky outside, along with the lights from all the other skyscrapers in the city. “I sat in this chair all morning.” He tapped the black leather seat at the side of the table. “And all I could think about was fucking you on this table.” I took a tentative step toward him. “So fuck me on the table. There’s nothing stopping you now.” He growled deep in his throat and tugged me against him sharply. “You’re playing a dangerous game.” I grabbed his tie and pulled him down for a kiss.

Our lips collided and all the things I could have said to him vanished. Our bodies always spoke much better than our mouths ever could. Taehyung grabbed my ass and picked me up, depositing me on the boardroom table with a thump. He sat in the black leather chair and pulled himself up to the table. I spread my legs open wide and my skirt fell out of the way so that he could take in the view of my naked pussy with hungry eyes. “That’s a fucking good sight after a long day,” he growled, licking his lips and leaned down. When his tongue touched my clit I gasped with the wonderful pleasure it brought. I leaned my hips into his mouth. He lapped at my juices, his tongue playing circles around my sensitive nub.

It was even better than when he used his fingers. There was something about Taehyung’s tongue that managed to press all my buttons in just the right way. But I still craved his cock. “You need to be inside me.” He leaned back, my juices making his lips shine. “This one is all about you, babe. I want to see you happy. Then I can go home and forget about today.” I smoothed down his jacket lapels. “I want you to be happy too. I can make you all kinds of happy.” He leaned in to whisper, “Your wet cunt makes everything okay. Lean back and enjoy it, babe. No more talking.” If he wanted to make a temple out of my body, then he could just go ahead and enjoy himself.

I would take whatever pleasure he wanted to give me. After being ignored all day, it felt like I deserved it. His mouth smothered my pussy as he sucked on my clit. The tingles and sensations radiated out from it in all directions, covering my entire being. Heat pooled in my belly as he worked his magic. It was like his tongue was everywhere all at once. I lost track of what he was doing and just let the feelings overtake me. My pussy throbbed with a deep ache to be completed. I needed the orgasm more than I needed to breathe. My hands twisted in Taehyung’s thick hair as I held him against me. His jaw worked overtime as he continually lapped at my clit and stroked it from the nub down to my entrance. It was beautiful torture as he treated me to joy I never knew could be this intense. Neither of us spoke in the quiet boardroom. The windows didn’t have curtains or blinds so anyone peering in from other buildings could have been watching. At least Taehyung had left the lights off, that gave us some semblance of privacy.

If anyone was still in the surrounding buildings, they deserved a show while doing overtime. My hands gripped the edge of the table as I tried to hold myself together. I’d been in this boardroom so many times before but I never dreamed I would be tongue fucked in there by my boss. It was like a fantasy coming true. I was on the brink of insanity as my clit rocketed into oblivion. Taehyung nibbled on my clit just enough to send the orgasm shooting through me. I groaned as the feeling swept me away.

He licked all the juices from my pussy and leaned back with a mischievous grin on his face. My whole body was relaxed as the endorphins flooded me with happiness. Energy thrummed through me while Taehyung just stared and grinned. He knew how good I was feeling and was clearly satisfied that he had given me that gift. He suddenly stood and stripped off his pants. I caught a glimpse of his cock as it hung straight up and hard. “I can’t take it any longer. I need to fuck you, Y/N.”

“Please, sir.” I was still breathless as I wrapped my legs around him. He didn’t hesitate to push his cock inside me. Even after all he’d just done to me, I was still as horny as possible for him. If he wanted to fuck all day long, I would be in it. I could never turn him away from my pussy. His cock hit deep inside me and filled the void that I needed him to. He held one of my legs up higher so he could go deeper than he ever had before. We were entwined and connected, having so much fun it should be illegal. “You feel fucking good, Y/N. My body is on fire.” He bucked into me, thrusting long and deep before pulling out again. Our bodies moved together, pushing and pulling like we were dancing a complicated tango. My clit was still throbbing, overly sensitive from the earlier workout it had. Every movement was amplified by a thousand percent. One little brush against my clit felt like a hundred tongues stroking it. The sound of our panting punctuated the silence. I needed to climax again and I got the feeling Taehyung felt the same.

His mouth covered mine as we started kissing. His tongue danced with mine, the taste reminding me of earlier and where it had been. His lips disappeared, only to start trailing a string of kisses on my neck. My skin covered with goosebumps underneath every one of his caresses. His hand snaked between us to rub my clit. It was his silent command to come. The second climax pulsed through my body as Taehyung’s cock stilled inside me. His cum filling me as he reached his own orgasmic moment. Our bodies may have come to a stop but inside everything raged.

My blood pulsed in my pussy, my belly, my head. Everything felt alive and I was invincible. It felt like I had everything I could ever want. A light flicked off in the building closest to ours. It pulled me back to reality and where we were. Taehyung’s arms slid from around me as he pulled his cock out of me. It hung between us, a rod of immeasurable pleasure. “Thank you, Y/N.” I slid off the boardroom table and pulled my skirt down to cover my ass. “Is that everything for tonight, sir?”

“Yes, it is. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yes, sir.” He followed me from the room and then walked me to my car. “Stay safe,” he said. Looking up into his eyes, I couldn’t get a clear reading of the man. We’d just shared a mind blowing experience and yet he acted so calm. He obviously believed in the contract and our complete separation of emotions and actions. “I will,” I replied. He gave me a sweet kiss on the lips which only served to confuse me even more. I had to remember that it was just sex. He was paying me for it and I was giving it to him. There was nothing else to it.

Okay this is also for @drawingnumberoneandtwo who I just told I didn’t have time to do this…

She should just keep on walking, the puddles splashing beneath her feet as she drags herself back from another bust of an interview. When’s your boss comin’ darling’? and I wanted a reporter, not his secretary. Still, Cat had interviewed the Senator’s secretary instead and got herself scoops enough to be in print every day for a week. Her landlord would appreciate it, if nothing else. 

It’s a grand apartment all the same, even if three floors down there’s a slightly seedy bar. Usually by the time Cat drags herself home from the Planet’s offices, the last call brawls are spilling out into the alley. She has one foot on the fire escape up to her place when she hears something new, something softer and sweeter than the blaring brass that usually comes out of the bar’s doors. 

It’s curiosity that leads her in, no matter what it did to her namesake. She slips between swaying men in their less-than-sharp suits, and the working girls looking to make their own rent before morning that are keeping them company with whiskey and sodas. 

“Who’s the dame with the pipes?” She asks, flagging down Susan at the bar. Cat’s usual is poured without her having to ask, the bourbon welcome after a long day. She takes off the fedora she swiped from Clark at lunch, shaking out her pin curls. “She’s better than you usually have.”

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isak and even totally have a chores list because there’s no way anything will ever get done in this house if they don’t lay it out, but right next to it on their fridge is a romantic favors list. so there’s a weekly list of items for both of them to check off, like “tell him he’s beautiful” or “back massage” or “put up with his shitty taste in movies and music without complaining.” the first time the boys see it, they’re baffled. because there’s nothing sexual on there?? like why would you have something like this if it’s gonna be this boring and domestic?? the next thing you know, they’re going to adopt five cats. (isak’s been eyeing some at the shelter already, but even’s itching for a dog. they’ll probably end up getting both.)

jonas is rolling his eyes at them because they should still be in the phase where they’re having wild sex like what else is the point of being young?? isak just casually responds, “dude i don’t need a checklist to get pretty great dick. that’s already a given.”

and everyone loses their shit.

Prompt List

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Happy requesting!! 

1.“You’re the only thing left that is important to me now.”

2.“Please, put some pants on, you’re embarrassing me.”

3.“Oh, love, I don’t think you understand the meaning of sarcasm.”
4.“You don’t get to touch her! Not anymore. Not after what you did!”
5.“I think i’m going insane.”
6.”You’re the only one for me.”
7.“Honestly, if you wanted sex this bad you could’ve just told me!”
8.“I’ve come to the conclusion, that this house just might be haunted.”
9.“What makes you say that?”
10.“There was this perfect moment. This perfect moment where everything that I wanted was clearly in front of me… and i understood.”
11.“You broke my favorite vase!”
12.“I think we should get a puppy, and with this puppy we should become the stereotypical cute couple. As well as because I want a dog.”
13.“You’re crazy.”
14.“I promise that i’ll protect you.”
15.“I don’t need saving. Not now! Not ever.”
16.“You act as if you’re the hard done by. You’re not.”
17.“You cheated on me! What was I suppose to do? Smile and forgive you?”
18.“I think you’re worth much more than that.”
19.“I’d rather die than do that.”
20.“Did you ever wonder what brought us together?”
21.“Is… that really you? I thought i’d never see you again”
22.“You had one job!”
23.“How is it that you’re a complete flop at everything you do?”
24.“You need to stop.”
25.“That lip biting’s getting a little out of hand.”
26.“If you continue to do what you’re doing, I won’t hesitate to come over there and stop you myself.
27.“Isn’t he just the cutest?”
28.“I want a child.”
29.“You still awake?”
30.“You’re probably the hottest stranger i’ve ever seen.”
31.“Never thought that all this would happen because of one tiny moment.”
32.“My clothes look good on you.”
33.“Is that my shirt?”
34.“Isn’t that a bit too big for you?”
35.“Isn’t that a bit too small for you?”
36.“I think you look absolutely adorable.”
37.“When I said you’re mine, I meant it.”
38.“He better only be just a friend.”
39.“Those short’s look really good on you.”
40.“Hey, they can’t hurt you anymore.”
41.“I… I lost the baby.”
42.“It’s all my fault, i’m so sorry.”
43.“My arms just fit perfectly.”
44.“You’re drunk.”
45.“I am not wearing that.”
46.“How did I get stuck here with you?”
47.“I swear, the world is against me.”
48.“Don’t touch me!”
49.“Get away from me!”
50“Tell me you need me.”
51.“You’re not the boss of me.”
52.“We’re out of gas, what’s your plan?”
53.“You’re an ass”
54.“I’m on vacation, you take care of it.”
55.“Disney movies all day? I’m in.”
56.“Hurry up! Would you?!”
57.“Take the long way around”
58.“Can you shut up for five minutes, please???”
59.“He’s been gone for quite a while”
60.“I can’t see anything.”
61.“I heard a noise.”
62.“Where’s my food?”
63.“I bet you feel like an artist”
64.“Can I be of assistance?”
65.“Get out of the way before I murder you.”
66.“You’re breaking my heart, babe.”
67.“Cry me a river.”
68.“Build a bridge.”
69.“Get over it.”
70.“Another credit card?!”
71.“It’s just rain, you aren’t gonna melt!”
72.“Have you ever lied to me?”
73.“I’m stuck! Help me!”
74.“I swear, I’m not scared.”
75.“What do you think a cupholder is for?”
76.“You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?”
77.“Turn that sh*t off!!!!”
78.“When’s that last time we went on a date?”
79.“I thought you didn’t like cats?”
80.“The door’s locked.”
81.“I’ll just tell your mom on you.”
82.“I thought you were nice.”
83.“I had a dream about you.”
84.“What color do you like better?”
85.“Take notes, sweetheart.”
86.“This is where you impress me, right?”
87.“Pick up lines only work when I’m drunk.”
88.“I can’t believe you didn’t remember”
89.“If that makes me a child, so be it.”
90.“I could beat you up, you know that right?”
91.“Would it kill you to help people?”
92.“I bet you can’t go 24 hours without cussing.”
93.“But, I said I love you.”
94.“Is it just me or is cold as hell in here?”
95.“I’m not weird, you’re just basic.”
96.“Just sleep with one eye open, that’s all I’m saying”
97.“Take off your shirt.”
98.“We could get struck by lightning, but you want to kiss in the rain.”
99.“You’re never this quiet, what’s wrong?
100.“Sit still, for the love of all that is Holy.”

Prompt credit: @prompt-bank and @justauthoring , @imagineriverdale

supergirl sentence meme: episode 1-3

  • you may know his story.
  • i’m not afraid. 
  • you will do extraordinary things.
  • you’re safe here. 
  • earth didn’t need another hero.
  • there were no witnesses except for this homeless guy who swears the perp had horns!
  • there’s no such thing as aliens.
  • you might feel differently if you read this website…
  • i have a date.
  • what’s going to happen to them? to their families?
  • you want to save the paper? go find me a hero.
  • what’s she gonna do? fire me right after hiring me?
  • but first, you have to tell me who you are.
  • i feel like i’m not living up to my potential.
  • you always wanted to be normal, right?
  • when in doubt, go with blue. it is your colour.
  • you try saving a plane for the first time! see if you don’t make a mess!
  • are you okay? me? am i okay? are you okay?!
  • were you scared? i mean, i was scared too, but you– you had to be terrified!
  • i need a drink.
  • what were you thinking?! you exposed yourself!
  • saving people is what they’re born to do.
  • there’s something about me that for most of my life, i’ve run from it. but last night, i embraced who i am and i don’t want to stop.
  • oh my god, you’re a lesbian.
  • i’m not gay!
  • why aren’t they dead?
  • can’t promise her death won’t be public. and messy.
  • human casualties are irrelevant.
  • where’s my cape?
  • capes are lame.
  • we realised we weren’t alone in the universe and we might soon be getting more immigrants.
  • they’re planning something. we’re just not sure what it is yet.
  • they were trying to kill you.
  • you couldn’t even stop us from capturing you.
  • you wanna help? go back to getting someone’s coffee.
  • i know you don’t want to hear this, but she’s dangerous.
  • i’m sorry, darling. i just can’t hear you over the loud colour of your cheap pants.
  • i’m a girl. and powerful, and rich, and hot, and smart.
  • i don’t need you or anyone else fighting my battles for me.
  • how many innocent people are going to die until you prove that you are not a coward.
  • killing you will have to do.
  • you’re gonna be okay.
  • i’ve never felt pain like that before.
  • you were right. the world doesn’t need me.
  • how could i compete with you?
  • your family believes in you.
  • there is no correct path in life. you will lose your way many times.
  • be wise, be strong, and always be true to yourself.
  • i told you, i don’t trust aliens.
  • people of this city will die because of something i did.
  • i don’t wanna die.
  • that’s what makes a hero.
  • don’t you have a city to protect?
  • find her and kill her.
  • no one can be allowed to stand against us.
  • is that the fastest you can go?
  • i see you share your cousin’s appetite for wanton destruction.
  • believe it or not, he’s just looking out for you.
  • growing up, i always thought you were such a bad liar.
  • even you have your limits.
  • there was an implicit promise that she would be, at a minimum, above average.
  • i just started to think about this kitten video i saw online earlier. it’s so funny what they make those cats do.
  • get your head out of the clouds and back behind the desk where it belongs.
  • that was a really good pep talk. excellent use of pep.
  • we hunt aliens.
  • shouldn’t you be sleeping?
  • he has many fine qualities. sadly, cooking is not among them.
  • i want to help people just like you some day.
  • not only do they have the element of surprise, but they’ve also had time to master their abilities.
  • you’re relying on your strength without technique.
  • when you’re facing a superior opponent, you need to use their strength against them.
  • any woman worth her salt knows that we have to work twice as hard as a man to be thought of as half as good.
  • every step of the way, i had to fight, to work hard, to get better, to come out ahead.
  • i don’t wanna be a part of whatever you’re planning.
  • i got some mad sewing skills.
  • who names their snake fluffy?!
  • people are really starting to believe in her!
  • god, what, did you order more pizza? you’re a beast.
  • i’m not a scared little girl anymore.
  • you’re out there, fighting, risking your life, and i still trust you.
  • i have a policy against using my friends for business reasons.
  • i have a policy against losing.
  • i’ve been waiting quite some time to get one of you alive.
  • growing up, i was taught that to accept help from people is not a shame, it’s an honour.
  • he’s so used to going it alone, he doesn’t know any other way.
  • part of being your own man is knowing when to accept help.
  • i was scared, but i’m not anymore.
  • i’m here to save you all.
  • do not stand against me.
  • every species has a will to survive.
  • show me how to fight. train me to be as good as you.
  • you never let that loss diminish your light.
  • this is not a job i take lightly.
  • how can you eat sticky buns for breakfast every day and stay so thin?
  • i think i fell asleep. yesterday was a pretty long day.
  • she– she tricked me. she’s like a villain!
  • it’s a big day for journalism.
  • it’s like riding a bike or severe childhood trauma. you never really lose it.
  • it’s going to make that caitlyn jenner vanity fair look like a penny saver pullout.
  • the story’s spreading like wildfire across social media.
  • everybody wonders who they are at some point in their lives. you’re gonna figure it out.
  • it’s okay. i’ve got you. i’ve got you.
  • i want him to know what it feels like to lose everything.
  • so what are you saying? we just sit back and do nothing?
  • you don’t hear that loud, high pitched, incessant humming coming from the vents that’s making it impossible for me to think straight, let alone string together one coherent sentence?
  • i am very proud of the fact that my many years of being here, i have never thrown a phone at anyone. i would very much like to keep that record intact.
  • if i call for help now, i’m done. we’re done.
  • if i’m going to be defined, it’s going to be by my victories and my losses.
  • it’s gonna be alright. you don’t need to hurt anyone.
  • compared to me, that guy’s a dope.
  • the writing is beautiful. lyrical. the kind of story they make you read in journalism school.
  • she embodies the worst traits of her generation: the earnestness without purpose and the unshakable belief that she has a right to be heard, even when she has nothing to say.
  • that’s why i’m gonna go talk to him, the way i’d want someone to talk to me.
  • i’ll punch him real hard until he falls down. that always seems to work.
  • i’m not here to fight you.
  • i know what you’ve lost, too.
  • it feels like you don’t believe in me.
  • i’m sorry that you’re mad at me, but i’m not sorry you’re still alive.
  • your story is just starting.
  • look at you, all dressed up in your big boy suit.
  • girl knows power when she sees it.
  • you’re very sexy, but as i recall, you’re big on promises and not much else.
  • nothing says powerful more than leaving your own party early.
  • saving the world means saving everybody.
  • i was scared that i was going to lose you.
  • what’s so bad about falling?
  • don’t do anything stupid.
  • i’m sorry for what happened to you. but you are going to jail.
  • you wanna see him hurt? killing me would do that.
  • you could’ve been killed!
  • if that potsticker is not in my mouth in two seconds, i will melt your face.
  • deep beneath that seething disdain, she respects you.
  • you should be proud of yourself.
  • do not watch homeland until i get back.

Miss Grant,

I’ll thank you not to throw everything I’ve lost back in my face like so many drinks at a rude date.  You couldn’t possibly know what it’s like to lose absolutely everything.  Your family, your home, your culture and language.  I lost the very air I breathed and the sky over my head.  But, of course, as always, you have the inside track on promises I can and cannot make.

I’m always very careful about not promising people that I’ll remain safe and whole.  I have no reason to believe that is true, but don’t tell me I can’t protect the people I care about.  I know better than anyone what the word promise means.

Adam came back to you, Cat, not that you’re especially grateful for that particular gift, whatever my part in it.  My parents aren’t just going to show up at my office one day because someone wrote them a letter.

You’re worried that someday, in an undefined future, Carter may not want to tell you about his day?  If that’s loss… you know what, never mind.  Explaining it is futile to someone who values their own pride above someone else’s pain.

The truth is, I didn’t hear you that day.  I can’t explain why.  D.C. is far away.  Even my own hearing has limits.  I don’t know where I was or who I was with that afternoon.  The bar where Mon-El and M’gann work is noisy, the DEO is entirely lined with lead.  I’m deaf to the outside world there.  If I was at CatCo, I would have heard you call for me, I’m sure of it.  And I would have come, without hesitation or second thought.  I won’t pretend to know how terrified or lonely you felt in those moments, when you believe I had abandoned you.  I’m sorry I wasn’t there and sorry your faith in me is so irreparably shaken.  

I only found out what happened hours later, and I did come, Cat.  I came for you.  I was too late.  By the time I arrived you were already under lock and key.  If you think I didn’t try everything in (and beyond) my power to get to you, then there is no point in me trying to convince you.  You’ve likely already made up your mind.

You seem to think I keep some kind of velvet rope around my heart and you have been left off the list.  I’m not sure what I’ve done to give you that impression, but such a rope does not exist, and certainly not for you.  Consider that door closed now.  Our “ongoing conversation” as you have so flippantly named the pouring out of myself to you, has come to an end.  We are not the people we have come to believe the other is, and nothing is more heartbreaking to learn.

We’ll keep things running smoothly here in National City.  You shouldn’t find the need to visit anytime soon.  Your agents will keep you safe as I have failed to do.

Hug Carter for me.  I’ll miss him.

Nemesis Mine

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

Chapter 5. Simon.

It’s getting late, and I’m tired and desperate to go home. Baz has been acting quiet and sullen all day, and I want to check on him and make sure everything’s okay. I’ve been flying around all afternoon saving kids from drowning in lakes and rescuing hikers trapped in the forest and I even flew someone’s cat down from a tree. Sometimes being a superhero is a lot less exciting than people might think.

I’m almost back to the Watford campus when I see a group of people outside a bar that I immediately get a bad feeling about. I fly lower and land on the roof. There’s a group of tough-looking men and women who have someone cornered by the back door. My tail starts swishing behind me and I’m about to leap into the fray when I hear shouts and the sound of pounding feet.

A girl has broken out of the group and is running for her life, blonde hair swinging behind her. She’s clutching something that I realise must be pepper spray. She’s wearing heels and a dress that I suddenly recognise – it’s Agatha.

One of the men has started chasing her. I leap down from the building but before I even make it to the ground, a blurry shape rushes past me and seems to collide with him. There’s a brief scuffle and then the guy is lying on the ground, unconscious.

I catch a glimpse of him before he goes after the rest of the group. Basilton Pitch. Of course, this kind of thing is usually his job. I leave him to it and fly after Agatha.

‘Agatha –’ Shit. I almost forgot that she doesn’t know it’s me. And if Basilton heard me call her by name, he might be able to figure out who I am. I can’t let him have the upper hand.

I don’t know whether or not she heard me, but she only runs faster, which finally makes her trip over her heels and fall on her face (I’m surprised she ran so fast in those things). I land next to her.

‘It’s just me,’ I say, bending to help her up.

She looks relieved. ‘Snow. Great. Thank you.’ She throws a panicked glance over her shoulder, still breathing hard.

We both get a shock when Basilton suddenly appears in front of us.

‘Are you hurt?’ he says to her, his voice icy cold.

‘I’ve got it under control,’ I butt in.

‘I wasn’t talking to you, Snow,’ he growls.

‘I’m fine,’ Agatha says. ‘Just shaken.’

He nods curtly and starts to walk away.

‘Hey,’ I call, ‘where are you going?’

‘She says she’s fine,’ he says without turning around.

‘Your job isn’t done! Aren’t you going to make sure she actually gets home safely?’

He stops walking and turns around with a sigh. ‘Why would she need me when she has the great heroic Snow?’

‘But it’s your job,’ I say stubbornly. Why is he acting like such a villain? He usually at least pretends to care about anyone he rescues.

‘Why are you even here, then?’

‘I was just in the area.’ Fuck, now he’ll know I live nearby. ‘There was an incident. With a cat. Near here.’

‘Right,’ he says, the scorn heavy in his voice. ‘A cat. So that’s what the mighty and revered superhero does with his time.’

My tail is twitching behind me. It does that when I’m agitated. Of course Basilton notices.

‘Are you going to strangle me with that tail of yours?’ he taunts. ‘Or are you going to fly up and drop me off a building, like your father did to my –’

I slam into him (as if I’m responsible for my father’s actions) and try to punch him in the jaw (it was an accident, why can’t he accept that, of course Davy didn’t mean to) and he ducks out of the way (I’m so tired of him taking everything out on me and it’s not like he hasn’t killed people too). We’re circling each other in the middle of a deserted alleyway.

‘Go on,’ he says. ‘Don’t you have better things to do than fight me?’

I’m seeing red, and I want to tell him that he’s a villain and that makes it my job to fight him, but I remember Agatha watching us and tell myself to calm down. Agatha’s my friend. I don’t want her to see this, even if she doesn’t know that it’s me.

‘Fine,’ I spit. ‘I’ll make sure she’s safe, since you don’t seem to care.’

He shakes his head. ‘This isn’t over.’

‘It’s never over, is it, nemesis mine.’ (It pisses him off when I call him that, which is the only reason why I do it.) I turn around and walk back to Agatha, who’s been watching us with barely concealed curiosity. And possibly some contempt.

‘I can get home by myself,’ she says to me.

‘I know. I’m going the same way.’

‘How do you know where I’m going?’

I shrug. ‘Just a gut feeling.’


I shed my disguise on the roof of the building as usual and make my way down to room 61. At least I escaped without any injuries this time, so Baz won’t ask any questions.

I try to get back into my regular uni student Simon headspace before going into the room. I remember last night, when I fell asleep on Baz’s bed and he tucked me in and we swapped beds for the night. I remember sitting right up close to him as we watched the movies. I can’t remember what either movie was about, I was too busy noticing how it felt to have him so close to me. Too busy imagining all the different ways he might react if I leaned over and kissed his cheek, or if I reached over and started playing with his hair, or if I laced our fingers together.

I didn’t do any of those things, obviously. But I want to. I want to do more than that. Today though, in all the classes we shared and in the afternoon, he was withdrawn. He barely spoke to me unless I spoke to him first. I wonder if he regrets sleeping in my bed last night. If he thinks we crossed a line that he didn’t want us to cross.

I take a deep breath before turning my key in the lock and shoving open the door. Baz is on his bed fiddling with his phone. He doesn’t look up when I come in.

‘Where were you?’ he asks.

‘I – um – with Agatha,’ I blurt. (It’s technically true.)

His face remains expressionless. ‘I see,’ he says.

I sit on the edge of my bed, facing him.

‘Is everything okay?’ I ask.

He looks up and raises an eyebrow. ‘Sure. Why wouldn’t it be?’

‘It’s just…’ I frown. ‘You’re being distant.’

‘Am I?’

‘If it’s about yesterday…’


I roll my eyes. ‘Come on, Baz. You know. Me sleeping in your bed.’ I’m probably blushing. Fuck. He must know how I feel.

‘It wasn’t a big deal, Simon,’ he says.


‘You said you were fine with it,’ he says, his eyes flicking up to meet mine.

‘I – I was,’ I stammer. ‘I am.’

‘What’s the problem, then?’ He narrows his eyes at me. ‘Is this because you were with Agatha? Because it’s not like we –’

Oh. Oh. Agatha. My ex.

‘No,’ I blurt out, cutting him off. ‘I mean, I wasn’t with Agatha, not like… you know. We’re just friends. I mean, it’s been months, and we’re really close, but we’re definitely – we’re just friends.’

He waits for me to stop rambling. ‘Sure, Simon,’ he says. ‘And you’re okay with that?’

‘Yeah, I’m – yeah, totally,’ I say. I rub my hand over my eyes. ‘I mean, I’m not interested in Agatha anymore, if that’s what you’re asking.’ I hesitate, biting my lip. ‘I’m actually – I might be interested in someone else.’

I peek up at him and – he’s smiling, this tiny, private smile like he’s trying not to let me see it, but I do see it, and I want to walk over there and kiss it off his lips. Instead, I blush madly, grab my pyjamas and rush out the door.

Feeling Alive- Part 8

Summary: Dance school!AU (or the Step Up/Pride and Prejudice mash up nobody asked for). Bucky Barnes is forced to take twelve hours of commercial dance classes to pass the year- and that just happens to be your regular weekly dance class.


Part 1 (Slow Hands)

Part 2 (Stay)

Part 3 (There Will Come a Time)

Part 4 (Weapon of Choice)

Part 5 (Came Here For Love)

Part 6 (Where the Sky Hangs)

Part 7 (When Can I See You Again?)


Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Chapter 8/?: Manhattan

Word count: 2789

I am SO PSYCHED for this chapter (and I usually try to leave a few days between each update to give people time to read the latest part but I COULDN’T RESIST). Trust me. It’s a good ‘un. Anyway we broke 50 notes on Part 7?! Whaaaat?! Given that I’ve never written one of these before and this ain’t *technically* my fandom I’m astonished to even get one stranger interested in reading this story and I’m so grateful to you all <3 (all the songs featured are linked to the appropriate YouTube video in case you haven’t heard them before/just want to listen anyway)

B: is Sunday eve ok for you?

B: or we can ditch the film night on Sat

Y: I’m on the night-shift again Sunday so it will have to be the latter

Privately, you think it will give your group of friends enough ammunition for gossip for the next three weeks, but decide against sharing that with Bucky. Just in case- just on the off-chance- that you’re reading this situation entirely wrong.

Regardless of how Bucky’s interpreting your invitation, you’re in a state of nervous excitement for the whole day. You decide, then immediately refute, what you’re going to wear at least three times. You tidy and re-tidy every inch of your tiny flat. Your stomach seems to be full of spring-loaded frogs at a rave. Eventually you put on your most comforting music and make a start on the soup.

The doorbell goes just as you put the pot on to simmer, and you jolt in surprise.

Stay calm, you tell yourself, don’t freak out. Then you take a deep breath, calmly put down the oven glove, and head downstairs.

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When their s/o randomly brings home a kitten - Seventeen

~Requested scenario~

I love this request because it will be fun to think of how these guys would react in a situation like this since they all have different personalities. I  honestly don’t know how long this will take cuz like… common now 13 members fam, but i hope you guys enjoy xx

I love you all and stay safe <3


Originally posted by junhoontrash


His responsible leaser/dad mode just got turned on my friend. He would begin asking you questions like where did you get it from?, is it okay?, did you steal it? And would be beyond worried about you just in case it’s not healthy and carrying something and would be like oml take it to the vet so we can find a home for it. Then you’d be like wdym? it’s staying with us and he’ll be like oml no neither of us are home mot of the time. But with enough begging and aegyo he would begin to consider the idea of keeping it.

Originally posted by imaginesofkpopandthings

“*sigh* i guess it is kinda cute”


I think he would be so taken aback with you just randomly strolling ino he living room with the cutest kitten he’s ever seen just laying in your hand. He wouldn’t even greet you he’d run straight for the kitten, taking it away from your hands and cooing over it. At that point you’d be like “AHEM” and he’d be like “oh hey babe”. He would ask so many questions about it and would beg you to let it stay which you were planning anyways. He would be so excited and i think you may even get a bit jelly with how much he loves this kitten lmao but don’t worry he still loves you… i think.

Originally posted by gyushua

“oml it’s so cute i can’t handle it”


He’s another one that would give you a full speech on responsibility and all the effort that goes nto looking after an animal. “babe you couldn’t even look after a plant without it dying within a week what makes you think you can look after a kitten?”. But the kid is easily sweyed by your aegyo and the cats cuteness so he gives in but not without letting you know at least 10 times that he will most definatley not be helping you. Ends up helping anyway.

Originally posted by gyushua

“Fine i admit that it is extreamly cute”


omg this kid becomes an excited puppy once he sees the cute creature in you arms. He would immediatley run up to greet you ad this cute ass kitten in your arms like he’s be like oml where did this come from can we keep it what if it gets lonley when w’re not here we need to get it a frien oml we need to get it clothes.And you’re just like jeez slow down buster but he’s so excited so let him live.

Originally posted by fy-junhui

“I can’t believe we haven’t even named it yet”

“it’s been literally 2 minutes…”


As we all know this kid is a bit 4D so when you walk through the door with a random ass kitten at first he’s just gonna give you that like wtf face. “did we always have a cat tf?” But then when you explain the situation he’s be like oh cool. I feel like he’d be one to sort of stare at the kitten in facination and start talking to it like it would actually talk back but he soon falls in love with it an they literally become best friends. Somehow he knows like all of the cats needs like “babe C/N (cat’s name)is cold could you tuen on the heat?” “how do you even know that?” “how do you not?”

Originally posted by kwoshi

*just pretend he’s playing with a kitten okay? *

“It’s just so small like how?”


Honestly he would mile so big when he saw you walk through he door with a kitten. You would always go on and on about how you want a kitten but he would never give his opinions on that so he knew it was only a matter of time before you decided to just go out and get one. He would smile fondly at yo from where he was sitting and ask you, “What’s that you have there babe?” You couldn’t help but feel a lil guilty for not notifying hm first but as you start rambling he assures you its okay an he knows how much you wanted one so he’s 100% okay with it. pretty soon he ends up loving it as much as he loves you.

Originally posted by visual-17

“You’re too cute, of course we can keep it”


He would be another one to give you the talk about responisbility as soon as you ask him if you guys could keep the kitten. He just wants you to know what you would be getting yourself into when talking about keeping an animal especially when the two of you were so busy. But this lecture wouldn’t last very long due to your puppy eyes and aegyo (the kis is a sucker for your aegyo send help). Having the kitten around begins to grow on him but he isn’t a massive fan of coming home to cat poop in his room.

Originally posted by 95pjm

“fine we can keep it but it isn’t nearly as cute as you”


OML this boy has been asking if you guys could get a pet as soon as you had moved in with eachother like he would be bugging you until the day you actually bought a kitten home. So when you walk through that door with this tiny cute ass kitten into the living room bruh i think he would acc explode from excitement. Like you don’t understand how hyped he would be like before you can say surprise he’s already clled all of the members to come look at his new friend and he’s already ounced on top of you giving you endless amount of kisses.

Originally posted by just-soonyoung

*ignore woozi*

*from above you* ”Thank you babe this is the best surprise you could’ve given me”

“get off me you’re crushing me and the kitten”

“my bad”


This boy would be equally as excited as jeonghan like as soon as you walk through that door into the living room he would awe so loudly and rush over to you. Flirt off helping you with any bags or coats you haveand then taking the small kitten out of your hands. He would ask you a few questions about how and why you decided to get a kitten and once you explain that you’ve alwasy wanted one he would be like cool.  He would quickly grow attatched to the kitten , rubbing his face all over its fur. It’s all cute and all up until he starts sneezing all over the place .

Originally posted by dokyummm

“uh oh”


No matter how savage and stoney face this boy is we all know hw’s super soft and cute. Seeing you walking in with a kitten he would be confused asf like “hello? who’s this?” Once you explain that it’s your new pet giving him a guilty smile he would laugh it off, telling you that he’s cool with it but to inform him next time you spontaniously go out to get a kitten. At first he would only really stroke the kitten and then leave it with you cuz like hello cat fur and black clothes isn’t a good look but one day it falls asleep in his lap and he’s been in love with it ever since. And of course seeing your two favorite things cuddled together sleeping on the sofa is a sight to behold.

Originally posted by rappershua

“Is… Is that a kitten?”


Sassy boo has come out to play everyone. When he sees you with the kitten he’s like “erm excuse you but who said you could bring home a kitten” and you’re like boi 1. this isn’t even your house and 2. we don’t live together and he’s like oh right. Will probably get jelly if you pay attention to the kitten more than to him and wil get sulky and pouty if you don’t love him.

Originally posted by shiroisaku

“just tell me i’m cuter”


You ask vernon to come to your dorms because you had a surprise for him and honestly speaking he was scared af cuz you were v unpredictable. When he walked into your living room he was shocked to see a tiny kitten sitting on your shoulder “surprise?”. To say he was shook was an understatment cuz he was always under the impression that you were a dog person but as you explained that it looked too cute you couldn’t just NOT take it home he couldn’t help but chuckle at your lack off willpower. Soon the two of you were brain storming for names whilst cuddling with your new child.

Originally posted by sneezes

“wait you actualy got a kitten, i thought you liked dogs”

“things change kid”

“i’m older than you…”


Okay so Dino has been here listening when you blabbed on and on about getting a kitten so he wasn’t surpised at all when you called him to your dorm to come see the kitten. As soon as he sees you and the kitten he greets you with the “it’s about time jeez you’ve been talking about this for months”. This itten has just become yalls child like the members are always like chill tf out cuz yall speak to it in baby talk anyways. Welp up until jeonghan is ike “i can’t believe my baby had a baby” and now you guys only love your child privatly

Originally posted by performanceunit

“it’s about time…”

A Catastrophe

(Alternate title- Purr-plexed. Alternate title 2- Meow What? Alternate title 3- Pawzzling. Alter-someone stop me)

Summary: Fluffy (literally) Sanders Sides fic where the Sides suddenly have a kitten and nothing makes sense anymore. but who cares, have you seen that kitten? cute. so so cute.

At this point, they’d all heard Patten scream enough that they didn’t tend to hustle to his side anymore. Spiders, hot coffee spill, jelly staining his polo, existential crisis, someone using foul language, an especially cute birb video- they just didn’t drop what they were doing and show up.

So when Logan heard Patten shriek, he finished his chapter, placed his bookmark, set the book down, and then made his way to the mind palace commons. He gathered a roll of paper towels on the way- useful for both killing spiders and mopping up stains.

When he arrived, he stopped dead.


He opened his mouth. Then he closed it. Then he opened it again, and paused.

He… he was at a loss. Well. That was new. He’d never experienced this severity of perplexity before. The situation wasn’t merely improbable, it was impossible. He would’ve briefly wondered if he was dreaming- but he didn’t really do that, Roma was the dreamer. But then how…?

“That is sooooooo cute!!! What’s their name?” Patten was cooing, crouched over where Virgil and the…. other thing… was.

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anonymous asked:

Just wondering what your opinion is on the greyhound muzzling laws in Australia? Do you think greyhound muzzling for pets in public areas should be abolished all together, or that the green collar testing is a good initiative? Do you think all dogs should have to undergo similar testing, and wear muzzles in public until they've passed? Sorry for all the questions! Just wanting to pick your brain a little :) Qt: came here because you're a vet blog, stayed because of you! Thank you for what u do.

I love greyhounds. They’re lovely dogs and big sooks and I adore them, but I have also seen greyhounds nearly decapitate other dogs and racers are trained to chase.

They are also very good at chasing and if they break away from their handler you may have a difficult time getting them back.

The muzzles don’t bother the greyhounds terribly much. They can drink, pant and vomit through them just fine, and they’re super light weight.

The difficulty is how do you prove that a greyhound is just a pet and not a racer, seeing as there is overlap. The green GAP collars are useful in this respect if enforced properly. The last thing the breed needs is somebody letting dogs that are not temperament tested into a situation where they injure another dog and bring the breed into disrepute. Greyhounds need good PR to get homes after the racing track, regardless of what you think of the current state of greyhound racing.

I would be satisfied with keeping all dogs on a lead unless they’re in a fenced dog park, mandatory registration of dogs and cats with the local council, compulsory microchipping and the general public not treating dogs like they’re public property and entitled to pat them without invitation.

Be My Baby

For @queerstanuris, @eddiextozier, and @trashmouthrichie

“Richie, hold on a minute.”

Bill’s voice was laced with nerves, which crawled up Richie’s spine as he came to a halt in the middle of the parking lot. The ground was wet, and the air was full of smoke from cigarettes. Behind them, the 21+ bar blazed with neon and shook from the music within.

“Yeah, Bill?” he asked, voice level, for something told him this was not the time to drop a ‘Billy Boy’, or ‘Stuttering Bill’.

His boyfriend shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans and sighed out a cloud of mist. “I… Back there, in the bar? With those guys you were chatting up—”

“‘Chatting up’?! Why, Bill, you think too much of me! Are you jealous, perchance?”

“No! I don’t want to hear another fucking Voice, Rich, I just want you to listen to me!”

Richie recoiled, but thankfully their car was just behind him, ready to save him from too much embarrassment.

Bill rubbed his brow. “You can’t d-do that anymore, R-Richie. Okay?”

“Do what?”

“Flirt around. Get so wasted you can’t s-see straight—”

“I didn’t drink tonight, Bill—”

“That’s not it, Rich, and you know it.”

Richie frowned. He toyed with the keys in hand. “Then what is ‘it’?”

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Leap Of Faith - Two

Spencer Reid

“I don’t want to startle you but……..”

Shit. The woman gripped the railings tighter, the voice cutting through the breeze and making her jump slightly. She regained her balance quickly, the cold metal feeling like it was burning her hands, she was gripping it so tightly.


She was no longer alone. That was definitely going to make this harder than it already was.

Maybe if she ignored him, he’d just get bored and go away? Or maybe if she asked him politely he’d leave? People didn’t want to involve themselves with this right? Like, who really wanted to watch a 29 year old girl plunge to their death?

Although given what she’d read on the Internet, there were a fair few sickos out there who would have.


She knew she should have gone for the pills instead. Or the razor. But that would have meant checking back into a hotel room and she’d be discovered pretty quickly. That was something she didn’t want. The river below looked fairly fast moving, and her hope was that she’d be swept away and that it would take a few days for her body to be recovered and matched up with the suitcase she was leaving behind.

She should have waited until later in the evening. It had seemed quiet, and she’d been stood here for the last two hours and he was only the second person that had come this way. The first had barely given her a glance, despite the crying. But then again, she had been on the other side of the railings at that point.

Oh why was this so hard?

“Um….. My name’s Spencer Reid. Listen…. Is there someone I can call? Someone who you need to talk to? You don’t have to do this.”

She glanced over to where the voice was coming from, seeing a tall gangly man with messy hair, a dirty brown colour. He was wrapped in a dark coat, an aubergine coloured scarf around his neck, the ends blowing in the wind. Looking back to the water and she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She started to lean forward again slightly, the way she had been for the last twenty minutes. Hearing a rush, she looked back up. The man had suddenly bolted towards her and was now only a few feet away.

“Don’t come any closer. Please,” she managed to choke out, sure that the wind would swallow her words whole.

“I won’t…. I promise. Just… Let’s talk okay. What’s your name? I’m Spencer,” he held his hands up in a gesture of surrender, as if to prove that he wasn’t going to move. His hair was longer than the average males and she could see him fighting to keep it out of his face, the same way she was.

“I don’t want to talk. Just…. Leave me alone. Please!”

“I can’t do that now…. I’m sorry but I’m here now. I can’t walk away. I’m involved.”

“You’re not involved at all. Just leave. Please. Pretend you were never here.”

Spencer rubbed his hands together, blowing on them to keep them warm. It was freezing out tonight. She could barely feel her fingers now, and her legs and feet were starting to feel numb too, the wind whipping through the thin material of her tights.

“I can’t pretend. I am here. And I’m not going to leave. Please just come over the railing. We can talk. We don’t have to go anywhere away from here. We don’t have to even talk about what ever it is that’s made you feel that jumping is the only way out….. We can talk about…. books or films, or colours. Or where you’re from. You’re British right?”

No shit…. She shook her head trying to shake the hair out of her eyes again.

“What good will talking about any of that do? Please just piss off and leave me alone.”

“You’re wearing a lot of purple and lilac, so I bet that’s your favourite colour right? Mine too. See…,” he tugged on the ends of his scarf. “Purple…. And the bag down there. Is that a Cheshire cat keyring attached to it? I’m guessing you’re an Alice fan?”

“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?’
‘That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,’ said the Cat.
‘I don’t much care where -’ said Alice.
‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.
’- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,’ Alice added as an explanation.
‘Oh, you’re sure to do that,’ said the Cat, ‘if you only walk long enough.”

The man read the quote verbatim without even seeming to need to think about it.


But she could quote that book too, and one line in particular seemed very fitting right now.

“If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.” She raised an eyebrows at him hoping he’d get the hint.

“So you are a fan then? You know the Dodo in the book is actually based on Lewis Carroll himself… Due to his stammer he used to introduce himself as 'Do-do-Dodgson….His stutter actually prevented him from his original career choice which was to become a priest, so he ended up becoming a mathematician and author instead.”

“I’m guessing you didn’t get the hint then?“ she stared at the man in wonderment.

“Oh I got your hint. But I’m not leaving….And I’m really hoping you’re not still planning on jumping because that water looks cold and I really wasn’t planning on getting wet tonight… Well, aside from a nice hot bath which I could really do with now. I’m freezing. And your lips are starting to turn blue,” he talked fast, his sentences streaming into each other.

“Why on earth would you have to get wet?” she was become frustrated now.

“Well if you jump, I kinda have to jump in afterwards and save you.”

“But I don’t want saving, that’s the point” she spoke through gritted teeth.

“And I don’t really want to plunge into a freezing cold river either, but it looks like neither of us will get the ending we wanted. You jump, I jump.” He inched closer and she looked at him sharply. He stopped, if he reached out now, he could touch her.

“Are we in a James Cameron movie or something? Look I really don’t need a Jack Dawson coming to save me. I’m not some poor little rich girl being forced into a marriage of convenience and last I checked, we weren’t aboard a doomed ship.” This was starting to get ridiculous now.

“Titanic right? I can quote that too.”

For some reason, that didn’t surprise her. He moved forward again, oh so slightly.

“Just stay back okay. I’ll let go, I swear it.”

“No you won’t. You would have done it by now.” He grinned, “Told you I could quote it.”

What….. Just what? Why was this happening to her

The grin faded as quickly as it had appeared as he tried again. “Please…. Just, come back over the railing. We could do this all night. I’m not going anywhere and I’m fairly certain you won’t jump with me here, because you’re not the sort of person who would jeopardise someone else’s safety for her own wants.”

“How do you even know what type of person I am? You don’t know me!” she scowled at him.

“You’re right. I don’t know you as a person, I don’t know exactly what is going through your mind right now. I wish I did. I wish I could tell you that everything is going to be okay and I wish I could take away whatever pain you’re experiencing that has made you think that you have no other way out. Can we please stop pretending that you’re actually going to go through with this though. We both know you won’t, not with me here. Come back over, let’s go and get a coffee and talk. It might help. At the end of it, we’ll go our separate ways again and you’ll be free to come back here if that’s what you still want to do.” He seemed to be getting desperate and she realised that he had a point. She wasn’t going to jump with him here. She wanted to do this alone and she would do this alone. And he didn’t seem willing to go anywhere. She could have a coffee with him, and then come back later. Yes, that’s what she’d do.

“Okay. Fine. Have it your way. But I’m coming back later. And you better not follow me.” She turned around carefully, struggling to hold on with now numb fingers.

Spencer moved closer ready to offer assistance, his hand reaching out and gripping the top of her shoulder as she carefully swung her leg back over.
Safely on the other side, she stood, smoothing down her dress and rubbing her hands together trying to get some feeling back into them, before bending and pulling her heels back on.

The man suddenly lunged forward, wrapping his arms around her in a hug ignoring the startled look on her face. She patted his back awkwardly, thinking how quickly the night gone off track.

Pulling away he had a sheepish expression on his face. “Sorry,” he apologised. “I just had a really awful day at work yesterday and if you’d have jumped, you’d have pretty much killed my year. I’m Spencer. Spencer Reid.”

“Yeah you said. Three times now.”

He looked at her expectantly.

Fine. “I’m Seph.”

“Steph?” she’d expected that. It always happened.

“Seph. Persephone.”

“Oh! As in Queen of the Underworld right. Daughter of Zeus and Demeter.” Not a question, but stated as a fact.

She nodded.

“Okay… So…. Erm, well….”

“You mentioned coffee?” Seph wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible so she could get back to her plan.

“Yes! Coffee! Okay. Let’s go get some coffee then,” he reached down for her suitcase and Seph picked her handbag up.

“Which way then, Spencer Reid?”

“Erm…. Well. I only live like two blocks from here? Would it be weird for you if we went there…. There’s not that many coffee shops open right now. I swear I’m not a serial killer.”

Persephone laughed at the last part. “Considering the aim of this evening was for me to wind up dead, I really wouldn’t care if you were. Lead the way.”

A peculiar look crossed his face as he processed her words and he rolled his bottom lip between his teeth before turning and dragging the suitcase away.

“It’s this way Persephone.”

“Seph,” she corrected him, seeing him walking away.

“I like Persephone.”

Seph hurried after him, “Well it’s not your name.”

“You realise you had the perfect opportunity then, to turn around and jump.”

He was right, she did.

So why had she run after him instead?