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The Flower Experiment! Another Eden Adventure❤️❤️❤️
The angel was too stunned to speak.
#illustrator#illustration#digital artist#artist on tumblr#good omens#crowley#good omens art#aziraphale#gleafer art#good omens aziraphale#gaimanverse#garden of eden#Eden adventures#adam and eve#blep#i love them your honor#the softest fluff that ever floofed
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Which of your pokemon has the biggest floof to body ratio? Asking for hug reasons
... Floof to body would actually be Theo. That little critter may be teeny, but he's NOTHING but fluff. It's kinda hilarious, he looks like a yellow dustbunny with legs, he may be the fluffiest Joltik I've ever seen.
If you want the softest who is ACTUALLY huggable? You're looking at Lucien. That big ol' kitter is just. Warms and soffs and takes a huggin' like no PRAHblem. With permission, of course. Even with me, he can grunt and I'll leave him be.
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Smooch The Bard
Birthday fic for @mayastormborn from last month
Fic goes with this lovely art bc @dapandapod and I schemed and then i ran out of time anyway but you get the point
Geraskel floof is also here on Ao3
Rating: Gen
Tags: Fluff, Sleepy Cuddles, Pillow Fort, No Plot To Be Seen
the absolute softest version of a pillow fort i will ever write hiding below
By the time Jaskier finally finished performing, he was hot, sweaty, and utterly exhausted. It was the fifth night he had played in this particular inn, and there had been another tavern the week before that. At least now they were in Oxenfurt so he could go and collapse into the comfort of his own bed after a nice long bath. Maybe he could even persuade one of his partners to carry him home…
He swooned dramatically as he reached their table. With the back of his hand held against his forehead and the other resting against the table, he let out a pitiful groan.
"Oh, I am so tired!" he sighed, dropping his weight onto the table a little more. "If only I had a big strong witcher to ca- Hey! I wasn't finished!" he squawked, clutching his lute protectively as Geralt scooped him up into his arms, clearly impatient to get out and away from the noise as well. Eskel laughed, and leant over to press a kiss to Geralt's temple, smoothing out the frown. Jaskier smiled as he felt the rumble from deep in Geralt's chest as he purred.
They arrived back at their rooms about five minutes later, not wasting any time dawdling to look at the view, and Jaskier was already struggling to keep his eyes open. He blinked sluggishly, and hid a yawn behind his hand as Eskel fumbled in his pocket for the keys. Geralt was stroking Jaskier's arm, fingers brushing against the bare skin at his wrist ever so softly. Jaskier stared in awe, stunned as he always was by how tender and careful Geralt could be with both him and Eskel. It was all very different from the Geralt who had punched him when they first met. Though, Jaskier supposed, Geralt hadn’t really changed very much- he'd punched that stablehand last week for trying to butter up Roach with sugar lumps- but they understood each other much better now. He hid his face in Geralt's neck, hiding the overwhelmed tears that threatened to spill from his eyes. The door clicked softly shut behind them, and Jaskier felt himself being lowered to the ground. He took a deep breath and cleared his throat, looking up to see two bright pairs of yellow eyes staring straight at him. He blinked, lost for words for a moment, and then felt Eskel's warm hand on his lower back. He shivered, and leant further in, sighing happily when Geralt's hand joined it.
"Geralt, why don't you go and fetch the wine?" Eskel said as his hand rubbed circles across Jaskier's back. "I'll fetch the pillows,"
With a quick peck to his cheek, Jaskier found himself being ushered to sit on the rug in the middle of the living space and watched as Geralt rummaged in the cupboard for glasses. Eskel scurried about their rooms gathering all of their pillows and blankets, which he dropped in a pile at Jaskier's feet. He shuffled, feet rucking up the edge of the carpet, and when Jaskier looked up, he could see a faint blush rising in Eskel’s cheeks. Jaskier tilted his head to the side as Eskel cleared his throat, staring at the floor, unable to meet Jaskier’s eyes. What could possibly have made the other man so nervous? He reached a hand out to him, and wrapped it around Eskel’s ankle, petting it softly in what he hoped was a soothing manner.
The fidgeting stopped as Geralt appeared behind him and rested his chin on his shoulder.
“C'mon, Eskel, just ask him,” Geralt murmured, before moving away to set down the wine. Eskel blinked and took a sharp breath before finally meeting Jaskier’s gaze.
“It’s silly but… we thought you might like it,” he paused again, pushing the rug back into place with his foot. “We used to do this thing as kids were we’d make a fort-” he gestured vaguely at the collection of pillows- “and then get snacks and stay up talking and shit. ‘S just nice, you know,” he scratched the side of his face, bashful grimace marring his expression. “Thought we could just enjoy being close to each other, and you could maybe get some sleep after your perform-oof!”
He was cut off by Jaskier slamming his full weight into him with a forceful hug. Jaskier was chattering excitedly, though much of it was lost with how squashed his face was against Eskel’s chest.
“-yes yes yes, let’s do it, Geralt can you get some snacks, too,” Jaskier babbled, and Geralt was up and into the kitchen within seconds. Jaskier slowly eased back and smiled broadly up at Eskel, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “You’re so sweet to me, darling,” he whispered, and bounced away to begin arranging the blankets as he wanted them.
It didn’t take long before the three of them had a very cosy looking fort set up in the corner of their room. Stripped down to their braies so that they wouldn’t overheat, they crawled into the space and settled themselves comfortably. Jaskier had ended up in the middle, surrounded by the two larger men, and he felt very small and very, very safe. He sighed, and wriggled back against the cushions, eyes slipping closed. He could hear rustling coming from his two witchers, and then warm arms were wrapping around him. He slung his own arm around Geralt’s shoulder, and smiled widely as he felt them lean in closer.
“Love you, Jask,” Eskel whispered, and pressed a kiss against his cheek. Jaskier’s smile grew bigger as he felt Geralt lean in from the other side, his nose pressing into Jaskier’s face as he gave him a kiss as well. They sat in contented silence for a moment, the two witchers occasionally kissing his face, as he basked in their affections.
“Want some of this wine, Jaskier?” Geralt said after a while, still managing to sound gruff despite the way they were all cuddled up to each other. Jaskier giggled, and leant over to kiss first Eskel and then Geralt.
“You spoil me,” he chuckled again and reached out, waggling his fingers. “Go on then.”
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Happy belated birthday Maya!
Hey! @mayastormborn! I am sorry this took so long but hopefully you like it!!
Fic goes with this lovely art bc @dapandapod and I schemed and then i ran out of time anyway but you get the point
Hope you enjoyyyy, Geraskel floof is also here on Ao3
Rating: Gen
Tags: Fluff, Sleepy Cuddles, Pillow Fort, No Plot To Be Seen
the absolute softest version of a pillow fort i will ever write hiding below
By the time Jaskier finally finished performing, he was hot, sweaty, and utterly exhausted. It was the fifth night he had played in this particular inn, and there had been another tavern the week before that. At least now they were in Oxenfurt so he could go and collapse into the comfort of his own bed after a nice long bath. Maybe he could even persuade one of his partners to carry him home…
He swooned dramatically as he reached their table. With the back of his hand held against his forehead and the other resting against the table, he let out a pitiful groan.
"Oh, I am so tired!" he sighed, dropping his weight onto the table a little more. "If only I had a big strong witcher to ca- Hey! I wasn't finished!" he squawked, clutching his lute protectively as Geralt scooped him up into his arms, clearly impatient to get out and away from the noise as well. Eskel laughed, and leant over to press a kiss to Geralt's temple, smoothing out the frown. Jaskier smiled as he felt the rumble from deep in Geralt's chest as he purred.
They arrived back at their rooms about five minutes later, not wasting any time dawdling to look at the view, and Jaskier was already struggling to keep his eyes open. He blinked sluggishly, and hid a yawn behind his hand as Eskel fumbled in his pocket for the keys. Geralt was stroking Jaskier's arm, fingers brushing against the bare skin at his wrist ever so softly. Jaskier stared in awe, stunned as he always was by how tender and careful Geralt could be with both him and Eskel. It was all very different from the Geralt who had punched him when they first met. Though, Jaskier supposed, Geralt hadn’t really changed very much- he'd punched that stablehand last week for trying to butter up Roach with sugar lumps- but they understood each other much better now. He hid his face in Geralt's neck, hiding the overwhelmed tears that threatened to spill from his eyes. The door clicked softly shut behind them, and Jaskier felt himself being lowered to the ground. He took a deep breath and cleared his throat, looking up to see two bright pairs of yellow eyes staring straight at him. He blinked, lost for words for a moment, and then felt Eskel's warm hand on his lower back. He shivered, and leant further in, sighing happily when Geralt's hand joined it.
"Geralt, why don't you go and fetch the wine?" Eskel said as his hand rubbed circles across Jaskier's back. "I'll fetch the pillows,"
With a quick peck to his cheek, Jaskier found himself being ushered to sit on the rug in the middle of the living space and watched as Geralt rummaged in the cupboard for glasses. Eskel scurried about their rooms gathering all of their pillows and blankets, which he dropped in a pile at Jaskier's feet. He shuffled, feet rucking up the edge of the carpet, and when Jaskier looked up, he could see a faint blush rising in Eskel’s cheeks. Jaskier tilted his head to the side as Eskel cleared his throat, staring at the floor, unable to meet Jaskier’s eyes. What could possibly have made the other man so nervous? He reached a hand out to him, and wrapped it around Eskel’s ankle, petting it softly in what he hoped was a soothing manner.
The fidgeting stopped as Geralt appeared behind him and rested his chin on his shoulder.
“C'mon, Eskel, just ask him,” Geralt murmured, before moving away to set down the wine. Eskel blinked and took a sharp breath before finally meeting Jaskier’s gaze.
“It’s silly but… we thought you might like it,” he paused again, pushing the rug back into place with his foot. “We used to do this thing as kids were we’d make a fort-” he gestured vaguely at the collection of pillows- “and then get snacks and stay up talking and shit. ‘S just nice, you know,” he scratched the side of his face, bashful grimace marring his expression. “Thought we could just enjoy being close to each other, and you could maybe get some sleep after your perform-oof!”
He was cut off by Jaskier slamming his full weight into him with a forceful hug. Jaskier was chattering excitedly, though much of it was lost with how squashed his face was against Eskel’s chest.
“-yes yes yes, let’s do it, Geralt can you get some snacks, too,” Jaskier babbled, and Geralt was up and into the kitchen within seconds. Jaskier slowly eased back and smiled broadly up at Eskel, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “You’re so sweet to me, darling,” he whispered, and bounced away to begin arranging the blankets as he wanted them.
It didn’t take long before the three of them had a very cosy looking fort set up in the corner of their room. Stripped down to their braies so that they wouldn’t overheat, they crawled into the space and settled themselves comfortably. Jaskier had ended up in the middle, surrounded by the two larger men, and he felt very small and very, very safe. He sighed, and wriggled back against the cushions, eyes slipping closed. He could hear rustling coming from his two witchers, and then warm arms were wrapping around him. He slung his own arm around Geralt’s shoulder, and smiled widely as he felt them lean in closer.
“Love you, Jask,” Eskel whispered, and pressed a kiss against his cheek. Jaskier’s smile grew bigger as he felt Geralt lean in from the other side, his nose pressing into Jaskier’s face as he gave him a kiss as well. They sat in contented silence for a moment, the two witchers occasionally kissing his face, as he basked in their affections.
“Want some of this wine, Jaskier?” Geralt said after a while, still managing to sound gruff despite the way they were all cuddled up to each other. Jaskier giggled, and leant over to kiss first Eskel and then Geralt.
“You spoil me,” he chuckled again and reached out, waggling his fingers. “Go on then.”
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On a scale of 1 - 10 how soft is your cat? Their chest looks very fluffy. Also, do they prefer top of the head or base of the tail scritches?
All of my cats are soft but I shall rate them all for you
1. Rydia is soft w very short hair. Lovely, but 5/10 for actual squishy softness. She likes head scritches best.
2. Porter is 10/10 all fluff multiple coat layers like a Maine Coon should. Belly is 11/10 soft. He likes head and tail scritches both.
3. Mama Rosa is 12/10 suuuuuper silly like the silkiest cat I have ever actually touched. Sooooo soft. Not FLOOF tho, just silky. So very silly. She likes the butt scritch.
4. Iggy is kind of like Rydia — soft as hell but not like silly floof. General cat. Normal cat. He likes BELLIES best than all.
5. Potato is 20/10 softest pillowest fluff ever. Belly feels like angels wings. Softest thing I have ever touched. Likes all pets.
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Pokemon SwSh requests, you say? Can I please get some Inteleon x female trainer stuff? Or only Inteleon is okay too! Floof or nsfw or both, it's up to you, whatever you can come up with! I hope this request is okay - thank you!
Hey anon again bless you for sending me this request~At any rate, have some fluff and smut:
SFW:~ Inteleon can be a bit flirty with you, but he’s very cliche about it. Finger guns, winking, the old yawn and wrap around the shoulder trick. Ssshh don’t say anything. He thinks he’s being smooth the fucking nerd~!
~With that said one compliment aimed at him will have him down. One hit k.o. He’s dead due to becoming a flustered mess. Clearly he has much more to learn from his trainer eh~?
~A huge cuddle bug. He loves to curl up in your lap by the end of the day.
~Any form of physical affection is his deal period. Running fingers through his scales will have him WEAK. He is also a fan of hand holding, tons of kisses and running his fingers through your hair
~ Bullies beware~! He’s water gunning them to the other side of Galar if they mess with you~!
~He learns to speak human just for you. His biggest dream is not to win any sort of championship or anything, but to one day be able to tell you from the bottom of his heart what he truly feels
~ One night, you two are out on a date. You’re both walking by the water, holding hands. The moon above shines just right on what he considers to be the most glorious sight he’s ever seen: your face. Suddenly, you turn to find his hand slowly coming up to caress your face. He leans in close to your ear. To your shock, you hear in the softest, most heartfelt whisper anyone could muster. With that, you hear him say his first human words and they are “I love you so much. Thank you for being my entire world”
Nsfw under the cut (no one under 18 allowed to read):
~ Inteleon is flexible in all sorts of ways. In body and in form in bed. He just wants to please you.
~ Likes to think he’s a top, but really he’s a clumsy top during his furst few sessions with you. Once he gets the hang of it, he becomes more domineering and confident.
~ Likes to leave little love bites every where on you. He’s pretty posessive and likes to mark what’s his as a form of affection and to show everyone who you belong to.
~ Is kinda self concious about non human dick. He sometimes worries if you prefer something more human and less what he has or you’ll be creeped out by it in some form. Encourage him and he’ll be ok.
~ PRAISE KINK!!! PRAISE KINK!!! PRAISE KINK!!! (especially on the receiving end)
~ Uses his tail as a form of bondage to tie your wrists down.
~ Purrs in your arms afterward. Tends to fall asleep satisfied against your chest. He also holds you tight afraid you’ll leave.
~ Has amazing stamina so prepare to go all night long if you get him started and it doesn’t take him much to get started.
~ His tail is a major sensitive spot of his. Rub it and he’s already got you pinned down and at his mercy.
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BROOOOO GIVE ME THE SOFTEST IRONDAD HEADCANON YOU HAVE I want maximum floof my dude :D you're the best
BABE WHERE DO I EVEN START?????
Let’s go with Domestic!Irondad (MORE SPECIFICALLY TONY COOKING FOR PETER)
- tony’s diet is whatever - smoothies with nuts courtesy of dum-e breakfast lunch and dinner but when it comes to Peter, his bABY BOy, nothing but the best for him. homemade organic everything. tony has a pile of cookbooks and he’s got bookmarked every one of Peter’s favorite meals
-cont. this includes homemade lunches and Tony packs Peter’s lunch bag every day and includes a little encouraging note in each one
-breakfast is his favorite meal because Peter is so grumpy about being awake but it’s the cutest thing ever plus his curls are literally on a whole other level of fluff tony just wants to press kiss after kiss to Peter’s curls
-it’s not that peters a messy eater but sometimes he forgets to eat on days before he comes over so hes starving by the time Tony cooks for him and he just ravages the food and tony’s like child pls slow down or ur gonna choke (one time peter did choke and tony had to give him the heimlich maneuver and for the next few days tony spoon fed peter BC NO PETER U NEARLY DIED ON ME I’M NOT TAKING ANY CHANCES - he may or may not have done airplane noises)
#there you go babe#keep-a-bucket-full-of-stars#more to come#iron dad#tony stark#peter parker#iron dad headcanons#my headcanons
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In Love With Her (Hair)
Summary:- In which Shawn loves (Y/N)’s hair, and she loves him.
Pairings:- Shawn x Fem!Reader
Warnings:- Cursing, Bad Writing, FLOOF! (Also, Reader pulls at her hair so . . . )
Word Count:- 1050
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AN:- This might be the worst thing I’ve ever written, but I promise it’s tooth rotting fluff, so bear with me?
With a frustrated growl, she threw her phone on the bed and sat down on the edge, trying to take deep breaths. (Y/N) had just got off the phone with a friend who had cancelled plans with her because she didn’t “feel like going” after (Y/N) had spent an hour doing her hair and choosing the perfect outfit.
Needless to say, (Y/N) was done with the shitty day she had had and was ready for it to be over. Normally, she would have brushed the incident off, but her tolerance for crap was only so high, and the entire fucking universe had been testing her that day.
Anger still coursing through her, she walked towards her closet and ripped her clothes off her body, too busy to notice Shawn enter the room they shared together. He could only watch as his girlfriend took off her jewelry almost aggressively, before pulling at her hair, trying to pull the pins out and wincing at the pain.
It was when a few tears escaped her eyes that Shawn actually realized (Y/N) was hurting herself, and immediately moved towards her. (Y/N) wrestled against Shawn’s grip half-heartedly when he held her arms down and looked down at her with warm, worried eyes.
“What happened, baby?” Shawn voiced out, and immediately pulled (Y/N) closer to him, his hands on her waist, and eyes looking straight into her tear-filled ones. She shook her head and sighed a little, the anger leaving her as suddenly as it had came.
She was just tired now. Shawn noticed that, and quietly gathered (Y/N) in his arms before settling her down on their bed, clearly concerned about his girl. “I’m sorry you had to see that, honey.” (Y/N) sighed, and then explained why she was upset.
“I know what it’s like to have bad days, (Y/N), I do. But you can’t get so angry that you start to hurt yourself, kay? That’s not good for you. I can’t see you hurting, baby girl.” Shawn stroked (Y/N)’s hair gently, his other hand gently cupping her face, and then held her chin forward so he could kiss her forehead.
(Y/N) melted in his arms, and passed him a small smile. “Here, put this on.” Shawn passed (Y/N) the hoodie that she had laid out on the bed to wear, and she realized she had only been wearing her underwear this whole time. (Y/N) noticed Shawn grab a hairbrush while she put on her hoodie, and looked at him confusedly.
Without a word, Shawn slipped in behind her and set her in his lap. “Honey, what are you do- oh.” (Y/N) cut herself off when she felt the hairbrush running through her hair slowly. As her boyfriend carefully brushed her hair, taking out the tangles but being sure he wasn’t hurting her, (Y/N) couldn’t help but smile.
Shawn was the softest person she knew, and she simply enjoyed all the affection he was giving her. She wondered sometimes if he knew how unreal he was. When Shawn was done, (Y/N) turned around in his lap and gave him a smile, the one Shawn knew was reserved for a very few people.
“Thank you,” Her words were simple but had so much emotion behind them, that when (Y/N) pressed her lips to Shawn’s in a soft kiss, he held her as close to him as possible. Afterwards, when they were cuddling on the couch, Shawn couldn’t stop running his fingers through (Y/N)’s hair, and playing with it.
He couldn’t stop gushing about how beautiful and soft it was, and how much he loved it, which made (Y/N) laugh because she had a bit of an obsession with Shawn’s hair too and maybe both of them just had a weird thing for hair.
(Y/N) stood in front of the mirror a few days later, trying to do her hair and failing because her hair was frizzy so it refused to cooperate, and everything was just an honest to God nightmare.
“Ugh, now my arms hurt too!” (Y/N) whined and then slumped down on a stool. She was almost ready to try once again and tame the beast that was her hair, when Shawn called out her name from where he was sitting on the bed with his phone in hand.
“Can you teach me how to do your hair?” His question makes (Y/N) let out a small laugh and turn around to look at him incredulously. “If you teach me then I can do it for you, and your arms won’t hurt.” Seeing her expression, Shawn clarified with big, earnest eyes and (Y/N) cooed in awe because her boyfriend was the cutest thing she had ever come across.
“You really want to learn how to do my hair for me, honey?” (Y/N) questioned and Shawn simply walked over to her. “Okay, then. It’s already brushed out, so just try and put it into a ponytail for me, okay?” (Y/N) helped Shawn through the process and eventually, her hair was up in what could be called a ponytail.
“It’s a little loose, and I don’t think the top is supposed to be that bumpy, but you did so well! It looks really good,” (Y/N) praised Shawn when he was done, and a big, proud smile overtook his face. At this point, (Y/N) really couldn’t help but push Shawn towards the bed and then tackle him, causing him to fall back, so she could pepper kisses all over his pretty face.
“What are you doing?” Shawn laughed underneath his girlfriend. “I’m giving you thank you kisses because you did my hair for me.” (Y/N) mumbled and then pressed one last kiss to Shawn’s nose, after which she finally withdrew and settled onto the bed beside a smiling Shawn.
“Hey, what time is it anyways? Didn’t you have to go drop by the studio today?” She asked Shawn, and let a laugh slip out when he stood up mouthing profanities, and ran out the door.
Later, (Y/N)’s best friend got a call and was made to suffer through an hour of (Y/N) squealing over how cute Shawn was, because damn it, he did her hair for her and her love for him only grew the more time they spent together- as it should.
AN:- Feedback is much appreciated, and I sincerely hope you have an amazing day!
<3
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Hufflepuff!Joshua x Slytherin!Reader
For the sake of this story, the season is winter. If it’s not winter wherever you are currently, use your imagination.
Finally getting a break after suffering through a vigorous transfiguration lesson the previous day, you are currently roaming around Hogsmeade. The weather is light snowing, icy flakes kissing the exposed skin of your face, the rest of you bundled up warm in layers of sweaters and coats. Stopping in shops, people-watching, and buying a few cauldron cakes from Honeydukes- it was safe to say you're enjoying yourself.
That was until you see a puff of grey and black fur in the distance, and the seven foot tall bear, menacingly looming right behind it.
You thought to yourself for a few seconds, “Is the small animal in danger?” and “is this really my problem, though?”.
“To hell with it”, you muttered to yourself as you broke into a sprint, straight for the quivering, greyish puff, and the massive bear that seemed to grow larger and larger to closer you got to it.
The bear was only a few feet away from the small animal when you got close enough to cast a spell.
“Avis!”, you shouted with authority in your voice, your wand aimed directly for the bear.
Your voice and your wand pointing at the bear caused the bear to cast it’s attention to you instead of the defenseless animal between you two, but this didn’t last long. Birds flocked from the forest, took note of the direction of your wand, and swooped in, taking turns pecking at the bear furiously.
The bear was successfully distracted, roaring and swinging it’s alarmingly large arms at the birds.
You took this as your opportunity, making a break for the dark, shaking ball of fur, and scooping it up in your arms. Taking a moment to glance up at the bear, only a couple of steps in front of you, you look up to see what appears to be hundreds of more birds flying your way. Maybe your spell was a little too successful.
This was a sign for you to make a break for it, running all the way from Hogsmeade back to Hogwarts, darting through halls and plowing down staircases, until you arrived at the Slytherin commons.
Taking a moment to breathe after all that physical exertion, you dropped your eyes to the little grey & black ball of fluff cradled in your arms. Upon further inspection, you realize that this creature is either a dog or a wolf, and you’re not sure which one. It looks like a mix of both.
Suddenly, Chan and his two mothers, Jun & Minghao, walk in to the commons room, not paying much attention to you. That is until Minghao does a double take in your direction and shouts loud enough for the whole school to hear.
Minghao: “IS THAT A DOG???”
You now have the attention of all three boys, who hurriedly shuffle over to you and start cooing over the soft pup in your embrace.
Chan: “It’s so cute!”
Jun: “Hey, I’m more cute”
Minghao: “Y/N, if you don’t let me hold it I might actually cry”
You: “I know it’s very cute but I want to make sure it’s okay first. When I found it, a bear was about to attack it”
Chan: “A bear?? In winter? Shouldn’t it be hibernating?”
You: “I don’t know, it didn’t seem like a normal bear. It was malicious even when unprovoked”
Jun: “It could have rabies or something”
You: “Yeah, I guess it could have”
Minghao: “And you did what? Went barreling towards it? By yourself, too! Don’t you know how dangerous that is?!”
You: “If I let you hold the dog, will you stop nagging me like you do Chan?”
Minghao: “Oh my god yes, please give me him”
“It’s actually a girl dog”, you corrected him as you carefully passed him the little ball of floof.
After about a minute of straight cooing at the dog, you were about to demand her back, still being worried about her condition, when Minghao placed the dog back in your arms, looking somewhat irritated.
You: “Why are you so pissed off?”
Minghao: “I’m not pissed off, I’ve been pissed on. I’m going to go take a shower…”
Stifling your laughs for until he left the room, you, Jun, and Chan, burst out into hysterics as soon as Minghao closed the door behind him.
Jun: “He was so excited about the dog, too!”
Chan: “Apparently the dog was a little too excited about him”
As Minghao went into one of the communal bathrooms with showers, he heard soft, mid-range singing.
Minghao: “Joshua, is that you?”
Joshua: “Yeah, why?”, he said, stepping out of one of the showers with a towel around his waist. He looked at Minghao’s mysteriously wet shirt, and asked what happened.
Minghao: “Y/N found a dog, and it peed on me. I’m gonna go wash it off”
Joshua: “Y/N found a dog?! Can I go see it?”
Minghao: “Yeah, knock yourself out. They’re in the Slytherin commons, so make your way to the dungeons”
And that’s exactly what Joshua did. After getting dressed, of course, because showing up to the Slytherin commons half naked is an A+ way to guarantee getting yourself hexed by their Prefect, Jihoon. As a prefect himself, Joshua was not about to take that risk.
He hurried down to the Slytherin commons and knocked on the door, only to be greeted by the door swinging open in one fluid motion, and Jun’s broad figure leaning against the door frame.
Jun: “I normally wouldn’t let a Hufflepuff in the Slytherin commons, but since it’s you Joshua, it’s fine. Come on in”, he said in a hushed tone.
Joshua: “Why are you speaking so quie-”
Joshua felt a hand slapped against his mouth and took it as a not-so-subtle hint to stop talking.
Chan: “You can’t talk too loud, or you’ll wake them up!”
Joshua: “Wake who up?”
Chan points to the fireplace, where you and the puppy are curled up in a couple of blankets, completely asleep.
Chan: “When they rescued the dog from that bear, the dog apparently had been in the snow for a while, freezing cold to the touch. They wanted to make sure the puppy warmed up, but they’re so tired they fell asleep. But aren’t they cute napping together like that?”
Joshua is dumbstruck by the overload of info Chan just dumped on him, but all he can think of is how yes, you do look absolutely flawless relaxed in front of the fireplace like that. So entranced by the soft rise and fall of your chest as you breath, and how your eyelashes flutter ever so slightly, resting gently against your cheeks, Joshua doesn’t even notice Chan trying to talk to him.
Chan: “Joshua?? You there?”, he says, waving a hand in front of Joshua’s face, tearing his attention from you to Chan.
Joshua: “Did you say she rescued the dog?”
Chan then went on to repeat himself relay what you had told the Slytherin boys about your encounter with the bear and dog. Half way through, Joshua had to plop himself down in one of the cushy arm chairs, from pure shock. He had a few classes with you before, but never really had the opportunity to really get to know you outside of the classroom. Being shown how strong in character you are, he’s beginning to regret not taking the initiative to become someone you would care about.
Just as this thought is running through his head, you stir from your brief slumber, immediately sleepily searching for the dog, and letting out a breath of relief when you spot her snuggled up in your lap, safe and sound.
Still somewhat out of it from just waking up, it would be an understatement to say that the last thing you expected to see was Joshua Hong kneeling in front of you with the most heartwarming expression on his face.
You also didn’t expect him to talk to you so suddenly, so you didn’t exactly catch whatever he said.
You: “I’m sorry, can you repeat that?”
Joshua: “I was just wondering if I could hold her?”
You: “Oh! Of course!”, you agree, picking up the now awake and very excited puppy, and handing her to Joshua, trying not to look too obviously flustered when your hands brush his.
“Of course Joshua Hong would come all the way to the Slytherin commons to see a dog, he’s the softest guy in the woRLD”, your internal monologue rambles on to itself, making sense of the amiable boy in front of you, looking adoringly at the puppy, while you look adoringly at him.
While his attention is on the dog, you scan the room to try and find your Slytherin companions, but they most likely lost interest and left, Chan going to practice quidditch, and Jun going to do… whatever it is that he does. You still weren’t really sure.
You had just thought you were getting over your crush on Joshua Hong, when here he shows up, out of the blue, here to make you catch feelings again. At first you find yourself a little irritated at the sudden intrusion into your heart again, the first time being when you had classes with him before, but one look at him with that damn puppy and you know you’re hooked again. You might as well just let it happen.
Joshua: “Have you named her yet?”
You: “No, I haven’t. What name do you think suits her?”
Joshua: “Me? Uh, well…”, he says, and looks at the dog with a charming amount of unnecessary concentration, before he comes to a conclusion.
You: “It’s okay if you don’t know any-”
Joshua: “Toast”
You: “... toast?”
Joshua: “I mean… her fur looks like what you get when you burn toast. So I like the name ‘Toast’. But I mean if that’s okay with you, it could be totally stupid and-”
Picking up the puppy out of Joshua’s arms, and lifting her up in the air Lion King style, you begin your dramatic speech.
You: “And from this day forward, people shall cower in the wake of the mighty beast that’s name rings loud and clear- TOAST!”
When you finish, there’s an awkward silence for a beat, before Joshua practically falls over, cackling.
Joshua: “See!! Toast is perfect! Toast the Great!”
You: “There’s just one problem, though. Hogwarts doesn’t allow dogs as acceptable pets. It’s only cats, rats, owls, or toads”
Joshua: “We could keep her a secret?”
You: “But that’s not fair to the other students who might want dogs as pets. What if we rallied together the student body and got everyone to sign a petition to have Hogwarts permit dogs as pets? Then we’d get to keep Toast and other students could have dogs, too”
Joshua: “That’s actually a really good plan! How do you want me to help?”
You: “Well honestly if you go around with the petition, not a damn person wouldn’t sign it, seeing as everyone loves you”, you quickly retort, only to glance up at Joshua, whose cheeks have shifted to a light pink color, as he blinks at you in surprise.
Joshua: “I- Um… thank you. That means a lot coming from you. I’ll get right on drafting the petition!”, he says as he makes a break for the door, only to jog back, pat Toast on the head, and then sprint out of the room.
He runs out and you’re just standing there, c o n f u s e d, holding this dog like “I. Fucked. Up”
When Toast reaches up and licks your cheek and you’re like “You know what. It’s fine. I don’t need that beautiful, caring boy. I only need twenty seven dogs”, and on that note, you go up to your dorms, make a lil doggo bed out of blankets and pillows, plop Toast into the pile of bedding, and then crawl into your own bed. You fall asleep wanting to Die of Embarrassment™, but also feeling strangely motivated on your mission to allow dogs as pets. It definitely had everything to do with cute dogs, and not one particular cute Hufflepuff boy.
The next morning, you sit down at the Slytherin table at your usual spot between Jun and Minghao, which Chan liked to cleverly call the “China Line Sandwich” he’s the only one other than Wonwoo that found this funny at all
You felt a tap on your shoulder, and turn to see a sheepish looking Joshua, one hand rubbing the back of his neck, and the other clutching a mostly blank paper.
Joshua: “I’m sorry for running out like that yesterday, but here, I finished the draft our petition!”, he apologizes, handing you the scroll. After looking through it, you’re amazed by the amount of detail and hard work he put into this.
You: “Joshua, this is flawless. We could start passing this around today!”
Your excitement is short lived, however, as the petition is snatched out of your hands by the one, the only, Choi Seungcheol.
Seungcheol: “Y/N, what kind of tricks are you up t- WAIT IS THIS ABOUT DOGS”, he shouts after skimming to parchment he abruptly acquired.
Joshua: “It’s a petition for Hogwarts to permit dogs as pets”
Seungcheol: “Oh my god, can I sign it? Wait I don’t have a pen or anything… HEY MINGYU!”, he yells across the room to the Gryffindor table, where you see Mingyu get startled and choke on whatever he was eating. After his coughing fit, Mingyu takes a sip of water and calls back to Seungcheol.
Mingyu: “wHAT DO YOU WANT?”
Seungcheol: “DO YOU HAVE A PEN?”
Mingyu: “YEAH, HERE”, he says, and chucks a pen across the dining hall, only to completely miss and whack an unsuspecting Jeonghan in the face, who jumped back so hard he fell out of his seat.
Seungcheol: “Oops, sorry babe”, he mumbles his apologies to Jeonghan, patting him on the head, and walking away with the pen.
Jeonghan: “You couldn’t helped me up or anything?”
Seungcheol: “DOGS ARE ON THE LINE, HUN, I’M NOT MESSING AROUND”
After Seungcheol accidentally makes this giant scene about signing your petition, other people’s interests are sparked and more and more people from all houses come to sign it. By the time you leave breakfast, you already have seventy-three signatures.
You: “Woah, I can’t believe people are this willing to help…”
Joshua: “I believe it. Who would say no to puppies? Also why don’t you take the petition to your classes to see if we can get more signatures. If we keep it up at this rate, we’ll have enough to bring to the headmaster by the end of the day!”
You: “Here, I think you should bring the petition with you. We’ll get double the signatures if you’re the one asking people to sign”
Joshua: “??? And why is that?”
You: “I mean, collectively as a student body, no one wants to see Joshua Hong upset. It heartbreaking, really. You’re a really likable person, I can’t think of a single person who would say no to you”
Joshua: “Wonwoo. Wonwoo would say no to me. Something along the lines of ‘all those dogs will just scare away my cat’, as if his cat doesn’t already run from him in the first place”
You: “Yeah, yeah, but you know I’m right. Just take the petition, I’m sure you’ll do great”, you decide, handing Joshua the parchment and Mingyu’s pen that neither of you were inclined to give back
You went through the rest of your day as normal, except for telling people that if they run into Joshua, they should sign the petition. It wasn’t until your third class of the day, History of Magic, that someone called you out.
Minghao: “You’ve been telling everyone about Joshua for the past hour, what’s your deal with him?”
You: “Oh, well we started a petition together which hopefully will allow-”
Minghao: “You started a petition together? Together? You could’ve just said you started a petition, but you thought it was important to associate you two together? Maybe ‘together’ is what you really want, Y/N…”
You: “No, wait... I just, I didn’t mean it like-”
Minghao: “I’m personally supportive of this relationship. We could use a little positive energy around the Slytherin kids. And you can never have too many Slytherin & Hufflepuff couples”
Understanding that Minghao is not about to let this go any time soon, you decide to just admit to him your feelings for Joshua, and hope Minghao wouldn’t do anything too invasive to “help” escalate your relationship with Joshua.
Minghao: “I'm not gonna do anything about it, but I've seen you practically trip over yourself just to glance at him in the halls. You're not subtle at all”
You: “Oh shut up, at least I'm capable of feelings, unlike some of us”
Minghao: “What the hell is that supposed to mean? Y/N? Y/N!”, he calls out for you as you weave your way out of the class, the Professor having just dismissed everyone.
To your surprise, as soon as you turn the corner, you see Joshua just standing there. He gets up on his tiptoes and looks over the mess of students pouring out of the classroom, until he sees you. And oh boy, when he sees you, his face lights up, his entire posture perks up, and he looks so happy. You freeze, your heart beating alarmingly faster and harder than you'd like to admit.
He makes his way through the crowd over to you, and shoves two scrolls into your hands- one being the petition from this morning, full of signatures, and the other being a significantly longer scroll, almost as tall as you, also completely full of signatures.
Joshua: “I guess people really like dogs, huh?”, he says, trying to suppress all his overflowing excitement.
You: “Joshua this is amazing! You’re the only one that could've managed this, thank you!”, you thank him, wrapping your arms around his waist and holding him tight for a brief moment, before letting go and marching down the hall, leaving a flustered Joshua in your wake.
Joshua: “I… ah, um…”
You: “Come on, Joshua! We have to present this to the headmaster. For Toast!”, you say, stopping your brisk walk to turn around to face him. He looked like he was in deep thought, and you weren't sure why. It was like he didn't even hear you.
You slowly make your way back over to where you came from, and stop only when you're directly in front of him.
You: “Are you okay?”, you ask cautiously, placing a hand on his shoulder, and then kinda wishing you didn't, because oh my god you can feel his muscles through his frEAkING shiRT
His eyes drop down to meet yours, the alarm apparent in his expression, before muttering something about ‘being fine’ and ‘not wanting to get into it right now’, to which your subconscious was like “alright bro, but like- the petition. Toast needs us”. Before you could say any of that out loud though, Joshua places his hand over your hand that's been hovering on his shoulder, brings them down to his side, and laces his fingers with yours.
Joshua: “C'mon, the headmaster’s office is this way”, he says, leading you in that direction, and acting like this a normal fucking thing and you know this is nOT noRMAL for you two at all because your heart is beating out of your chest, and for once in your life, you have no idea what the heck to say.
The walk to the headmaster's office was silent, but a comfortable silence. That's one of the things you appreciate about Joshua- how he has the ability to make the people around him comfortable without even trying.
He lets go of your hand to knock on the intimidatingly large, oak door, only to place his hand on the small of your back comfortingly, leading you inside when the door slowly creaks open.
After you pitch your idea to the headmaster and provide a solid argument along with the hundreds of signatures on hour petitions, the headmaster HAS to agree. And that's exactly what happened.
You and Joshua walk out of the headmaster’s office, trying to remain professional until out of sight of the headmaster. Then the two of you explode into a fit of happy giggles.
You: “Did you see how far his eyebrows raised when I started talking about dogs?”
Joshua: “I thought they were gonna fly away, oh my gosh”
You: “But really, I didn’t know you liked dogs enough to go through all this work”
Joshua: “I don’t like dogs enough to do this, I like you more than enough, though”
You: “...hUH?!?”
Joshua: “oH wOW that just kind of slipped out, um you can pretend I never said that, I mean I don’t want to make it awkw-”
He was interrupted by you crashing your lips onto his. At first he didn’t respond at all, but after a moment his hands found their way to your hips as he melted into the kiss.
You pulled away, making eye contact with him, and smiling so hard your cheeks started cramping.
Joshua: “Does this mean, you’d maybe want to date me?”
You: “I mean, if Toast likes you, who am I to say no”
Joshua: “Wait shouldn’t we check on Toast, it’s been like five hours and what if she’s not okAY, don’t we need to let her outside to use the bathroom???”
You: “oh hell, you’re right. Let’s go!”
The two of you dashed to the Slytherin commons, hoping that she hadn’t had an accident on anything important. What you were met with, you were both surprised and unsurprised.
Minghao was in a rocking chair by the fireplace, drinking a glass of water, with Toast curled up in a ball on his lap.
Minghao: “Can I be her godfather? Pretty please?”
You: “Uhh I mean are you okay with that?”, you asked Joshua.
Joshua: “I don’t see how that’d be a problem. Since we’re dating, I’d probably be Toast’s dad anyway”
Minghao: “YOU WHAT”, he yelled, surging forward and spitting out the sip of water he’d taken right before Joshua mentioned the word ‘dating’.
Meanwhile, Toast came bounding up to the two of you, hopping up to get your attention. You both kneel down to pet her, showering her with love.
Minghao: “Are you two going to just ignore me”
Joshua: “Toast is more important, sorry”
Minghao: “What kind of a dumb name is ‘Toast’, anyway?”
You: “A NAME THAT MY BEAUTIFUL BOYFRIEND MADE UP, NOW DO YOU WANNA BE THE GODFATHER OR NOT”
Minghao: “...yes please”
A couple of days later, the headmaster announced that dogs were to be allowed as pets at Hogwarts. From then on, you saw more and more of your peers with cute puppies, walking around the courtyard and halls.
In the end, you were happy that you made the split second decision to save that dog, because if you hadn’t, you might’ve missed the opportunity to become someone special to one of the sweetest boys you know.
Also you got a puPPY like heLL yES.
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