#{ waah the cats }

[lil-lemon-snails]

Looks like you're caught in his web~

[cheerclaw]

oops- this cat cult series already 20 years old? good for them

[maiios]

What do the iterators do in their freetime? do they have any hobbies, like drawing or singing? -star anon!!

part (1/2) - suns & moon

yes! they have multiple hobbies they enjoy to pass the time :]

[kuromz]

romz jumpscare!

[bandtrees]

;_;

[bananacat76]

ok.. it’s really ugly.. but i suppose it’s a start.

deffo not a painting person

this really sucks

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

the exarch reveal is really well set up too. like i cannot explain how much i adore that he still does the exact same nervous fidgeting when waiting to talk to you LONG before the hood comes down. he is a centuries old nigh-worshipped ruler of one of the last civilizations standing but he is still fundamentally the same old dork and gets the exact same kind of flustered.

[shadouko]

once you get the hang of it, drawing furries is so much fun.... oddly enough i find collecting references the most fun

[catlokis-blog]

having ocs u love is so awful. what do u mean i have to pay ppl to get more in the toyhouse profile

[v1x-holo]

She looks like my SONA!!!!

SQUEAK MEGA ART DUMP

squeak is a little cat i used to draw weekly on twitter! she loves chaos and arson, has the ability to travel between dimensions (mostly so i can just draw her with whatever characters i want), and is very smelly

[lynkss]

how do i make more than my general manager and still can't afford housing

[the-exiled-comic]

i finally made some pride themed stickers for the comic!! they look so good in person waah.. we getting pride month early

they're on my etsy shop! as well as a couple other stickers, prints, and some pins being listed as well https://www.etsy.com/listing/1709524666/pride-stickers-the-exiled-cats

it's also been a minute since i mentioned the patreon, which is currently up to page 618 if you ever wanted to read ahead for just $5! i also send stickers and prints in the mail every month to the foxclub tier https://www.patreon.com/the_exiled

any support means the world to me!

[aayakashii]

❤️17 fluffy towa please!!

i LOVEE your fics so muchh keep up the good work!! :D

17❤️ An upside-down "Spider-Man" kiss

21❤️ wildcard

This is very short but I hope you guys like it! It's not proof read, so forgive any grammar mistakes ;w;

You braced yourself as you approached the pathway that led straight to your dorm, holding the straps of your backpack tightly. You breathed deeply and steeled your resolve, gathering all the courage you had in you.

That night, you were going to put an end to that. That night, you wouldn’t get spooked. That night, in fact, you planned to act on your revenge plan once and for all.

You would NOT let Towa jump at you from the tree branches and startle you out of your skin like he had been doing for the past week.

It started innocent, it truly did. The first time he just wanted to show you the tree he loved so much – the one with dimming colored lights.

But apparently, your reaction was so interesting, that Towa simply couldn't have enough of it and what was supposed to be one silly little prank, soon became almost a daily routine.

“Boo!” Towa dropped from the tree, legs firmly holding him on the branch as his upper body was upside down and dangling in front of you.

“WAAH!” you jumped in place, almost colliding with his face.

“Hehehe! Dandelion, your reactions are so cute. I love them!” he said, blushing furiously as all the blood from his body went straight to his head while he dangled in front of you like a Christmas tree ornament.

You tried very hard to look him in his eyes instead of the exposed skin of his tummy. He had a mole right next to his belly button and it took all your self-control not to touch it nor pinch that apparently soft skin.

You put a hand over your racing heart and sighed, shutting your eyes tightly.

“Towa! This is the fourth time in, like, seven days! You're gonna give me a heart attack!”

He quickly sat upright on the branch again and leapt down, walking leisurely towards you as if he didn't just show insane core strength and aerobic prowess.

“I can't help it, you're so cute. I like seeing you surprised.”

You pursed your lips in a thin line. There it was. His flirting. You still weren't used to it after all that time.

“Well it's not that fun for me, you know… I get scared.”

Towa pouted, giving you his killer puppy eyes.

“Awww… but I like it.” He shrugged, completely ignoring your complaints, and grabbed your hand. “Now let's go see the tree!”

It was basically a new routine you'd have to be prepared for at that point: Towa would spook you, grab your hand and pull you towards the tree. Then you two would hug it and lay down to watch the stars until he'd begin to fluster you whenever he hovered a little bit too close for comfort from your lips. And your poor heart would beat faster and faster once again.

You just had to give your frazzled nerves a break.

So, you had planned to knock him off his feet and surprise him just as much.

The problem was, you didn't know when he would show up.

Two days had passed since your last spook and you've been bracing yourself ever since. The anticipation was causing you so much anxiety that you feared this would be his biggest fright yet, since you had been on edge all along.

You walked slowly, giving yourself a pep talk in your mind about how he'd be just as surprised (and probably delighted) with your idea as you were spooked every single time he dropped from one of those trees. You also hoped that would give him time to arrive and act on his little prank.

As you kept on walking, you heard leaves shuffling on the tree a few steps in front of you. It was either him or some of the many cats that lived on campus. You crossed your fingers and moved forward, hoping it was him, so you'd be done with your anxiety.

And sure enough, after you took a few steps, a familiar mop of lavender hair dropped down in front of you.

“Boooo!!!”

“GAAAH!!” you yelled, your voice going up pitches you've never reached before.

“Hahaha!! Dandelion! You yelled so loud today! That was so cute!” Towa reached out his arms towards you and placed them on your shoulders as he giggled uncontrollably, closing his eyes and scrunching his nose, finding your distress absolutely hilarious.

You took a few deep breaths, trying to calm your heart down as much as you could, as you stared straight into his eyes.

At your silence, Towa stopped giggling and opened his eyes. He tilted his head once he saw how serious you looked while you quietly observed him.

“Hm? What's wrong, Dandelion? Did you get too scared?”

You exhaled slowly through your mouth and stepped closer, awkwardly placing your hands on his cheeks. He just tilted his head again, to the other side that time, clearly curious about your weird actions.

“What are you doing, Dandelion? Are you still sc–”

You interrupted his question by hastily crashing your lips on his – his upside-down position making for the weirdest kiss you have ever given in your life. You didn't know what to do nor where to move, so you just held his face tenderly and placed your lips against his as comfortably as you could.

Once you broke the kiss, you breathed deeply once again, heart still racing but mildly satisfied to see his mouth agape and eyes wide open.

“N-now I've surprised you too.” you mumbled, furrowing your eyebrows and pouting.

Towa blinked at your words and, in half a second, he had gotten down the tree and stood straight in front of you.

His cheeks were still flushed while a small smile began tugging at the corner of his lips. His hands rested comfortably on your neck and he leaned forward, brushing the tip of his nose against yours.

“Can you do that again, Dandelion?” he whispered, voice full of glee.

You gulped before nodding and placing a small peck on his red lips.

Towa licked his lips, eyes closed as if he was savoring the taste of your mouth on his, and you felt a shiver run down your spine while you observed his actions.

He opened his eyes, iris barely visible around his dilated pupils.

“Again.” he whispered, and you complied, lips resting a little longer on his.

“Again.” and you ran your hands through his hair, bringing him closer.

“Again.” he said, diving back into a kiss before you could even register he had whispered that word once more.

“Again. Again… Again, again, again” he kept on whispering, placing a kiss on your lips for every word he repeated.

You turned into a flustered mess in his hands and your heart drummed loudly while he held you tightly and flush against his body, suffocating you with his kisses.

But, this time, you definitely weren't complaining.

[citadelofroses]

When Taikyuu pries his hand away he just stands there in the default Dangan Ronpa pose, really. He doesn't move an inch, afraid to disturb something in the toudan's room. Though ... he does look up at the tiny cats. So he likes cats too ... and flowers?

Sayo himself doesn't know what he likes, really. Besides the concept of revenge. He knows he likes animals, but who doesn't?

"... for me?"

Taikyuu doesn't... dislike it or anything, but it's awkward, having Sayo cling to him as they walk. The only two people who might do something like that are Souza-- whom he almost always is fine with-- and Yamatonokami-- who he also does not mind it from but will very much act like he hates it.

So, he doesn't really react, and figures it's best that way.

When they get to his room, Taikyuu pauses for a moment, looking around for something suitable to keep the flowers in. Ah, there-- a jar he still had lying around after recently finishing off its contents (konpeito, of course).

"This should do, right? I'll get some water for them later," he assures Sayo, as he places them on one of his shelves, next to a set of tiny cat figurines (each holding some kind of dessert or confection).

"Hey..." He gently pries Sayo's hand from his top. "Wait right here. I've got something for you."

[cheri-2047]

Hello! I hope im doing this right hehe,,,

Can i request for a Lyney x fempainter!reader who's also a tsundere? Reader also has a soft spot for flowers :3 tysm in advanced!!!!

i have such a big Lyney brainrot sm to the point that my parents call him my boyfriend 😭

ANYWAYS. IVE been wanting to feed The lyney x reader tag cause I love my husband. thank u for the req btw !!

sorry if I made the reader a bit like,,, too much (??) my bad if I did

“Roses for you!”

TAGS: fluff ! CHARACTERS: Lyney, Rosseland, Mentions of Charlotte,

Poof

you were painting peacefully, while Lyney was out on a mission. Lately you had been running out of inspiration, so sometimes you would get his cat Rosseland to pose for you.

“guess who~”

Someone covered your eyes, appearing out of nowhere.

“you’re back early” you smiled, before the man who appeared behind you covered your eyes tighter

“You didn’t guess”

“ugh you- I mean my wonderful and amazing boyfriend, the one and only, the greatest man in Teyvat, Lyney!” You said sarcastically, Lyney chuckled as he felt you rolling your eyes.

“oh come on now! Don’t you want to see something cool?” “look Lyney- I’m- ah rosseland no go back!” you felt the cat rub against your leg, you got tickled a bit.

lyney chuckled at the sight, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck, causing you to get tickled more

“ah-lyney” you laughed “stop!!”

He chuckled before letting go of your eyes

“tada!”

and just like that, your canvas was gone. “hey where did you-“

when you looked back, you saw him holding a bouquet of rainbow roses. You blushed

“why did you…”

“you said you were running out of inspo right?”

you nod

“and you know how I’ve been in a lot of missions lately right?”

you nod

“well I.. charlotte told me in a mission that rainbow roses signify romance and passion. And well… I got reminded of you”

you blushed, averting your gaze

“they’re fresh too! I Just picked them”

he smiled, sitting on a chair behind you and hugging you from behind.

“wait..picked them?”

“mmhm, I grew them myself.”

you were shocked, you didn’t even know that he had been growing flowers for you.

“just like my love has grown for you”

AND THAT WAS IT. That was the last straw, at this point you were a flustered mess and you didn’t know how to thank him. Let alone even look at him.

“Tsk…you shouldn’t have-“

“No- no buts! I wanted to, I love you”

he smiled, holding your chin to make you face him. He laughed, “my you’re so cute like this!” “shh!!” You crossed your arms, as your lover planted a kiss on your lips.

He moved the chair next to you and with a snap, the canvas re appeared and the roses in a vase in front of it

“can I Watch?”

you nod, and he lays his head on your shoulder as you start to sketch.

“your art is so pretty… I’ll never understand how you do it so well…” he mumbled as Rosseland hops into his lap. and just nuzzles against him a lot.

“I think rosseland agrees as well” he smiles. Looking up to see you for a bit

“still speechless Mon ange?” He chuckled, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“I love you”

A/B: aaaaand that’s a wrap. I might draw this honestly HAHAHAHAH sorry it’s kinda short, I just kinda did whatever here. Also sorry if the French terms of endearments are wrong, I just searched it up. Anyways mon Ange is my Angel :>>> I had fun writing this WAAH I love Lyney so much (this is my second lyney post of the day…) btw, good luck on your art journey !!

btw… my Masterlist issue isn’t fixed yet, if anyone can comment how to fix it that would be a great help, thank you !! (And also comments to improve are also appreciated, anything about capitalization and grammar and stuff I know, I’m writing for fun so I don’t pay much attention to that HAHHAHA)

[ms--lobotomy]

@avg-afterdark ORDER UP! Here's your sick cat. Also tagging @wolf-tail since you had the idea. Teehee.

Summary: Konrad Curze is down with the sickness. Lol. Lmao. (GN reader)

Word Count: 698 (sorry it's so short waah)

Content Warnings: Probably a bit of medical malpractice? (I'm a [REDACTED] major not a premed student) also it may be a little incoherent but I have experience in being ill so.

Image Credit: @squishyowl

"You again?" he rumbled as you entered the room, rolling in a cart of basic hygiene supplies. You slightly turned the lights up and shut the door. No matter how gently you tried to close it, it would always make a loud snap. Not many got to enter the quarters of the Night Haunter, but here you were. His quarters were in disarray, and you had to step around pieces of discarded armor that were built for someone maybe twice your size. Even if the lights were turned up all the way, it would have been a nightmare to navigate.

"How did you know it was me?" you asked before the idea of ignoring him crossed your mind.

"Revealed to me in a dream," he sighed, rolling over in bed to face away from you. He grabbed a pillow and brought it to his chest. His scarred back was exposed, somehow paler than it had been depicted. His hair was thick and unwashed, but that's where you come in. You pulled out a bottle of dry shampoo and sighed.

"Don't make this harder than it has to be," you said, approaching him. You squirted a little bit onto your hand, and he curled up in his bed as you hopped up to get close to him. Whatever he had, you were told that it wasn't contagious anymore.

"Fine," he relented. "Do what you must."

You ran a hand through his hair, lathering in the dry shampoo. You could swear that there were other serfs called in to take care of him in this state, but he didn't look taken care of. You had the self-preservation to not ask, at least. You massaged his scalp gently, but hard enough to clean him up a little bit. And you could swear that you felt him lean into it a little bit.

"Feeling better, my liege?" you asked.

He grunted into the pillow he held. Your hand retreated as you put your materials back. You hesitated before you curiously reached out to one of the jagged scars on his back. You barely got to trace it before he turned over, released the pillow, and grabbed your wrist. So much for self-preservation.

"Lord--" you sputtered out, your heart skipping a beat in your chest.

"Don't go," he said, his fingers threatening to tear into your wrist. His eyes were more sunken than they normally were, and his grip never got any looser.

You looked away from him, feeling your cheeks go warm. "But what will my boss think if I don't come back?" you asked as he pulled you in closer.

"I will let them know you were attending to some... business," he said. Before you knew it, you relented, laying down in the massive bed with him. He drew the covers over you and put a hand to your cheek, absolutely engulfing it. You felt your heart drum in your chest again. He could so easily turn on you--on anyone around him. But here he was, almost in need of a companion.

"Why me?" you squeaked after a few moments.

"Do you think any of the other serfs were so gentle? Do you think any of them treated me like a... person, instead of a...?" he trailed off, a clouded expression crossing his face. You wanted to ask what he was talking about, but being this close to him, this was probably a bad idea.

"I don't know," you finally relented. You felt him pull you close to him, and you closed your eyes. It felt... nice. Much nicer than you'd felt in a while. He was cold, but you hadn't felt someone rise and fall against you in so long. Any reservations you may have had were long gone now, melting along with you. He put one hand at the back of your head and the other at your waist, pulling you in further. He breathed a sigh of contentment.

You knew that even though the higher-ups said it wasn't contagious, it was a Primarch that had fallen ill. This couldn't be a normal disease. You knew that what you were doing wasn't safe, but how could you say no?