#Nyath

[unsafe-chikku]

@stagbeetleboy u said I should do this so here’s a first pass,

A Star Wars self insert/oc. Nyath

He’s a dark sider in the days of the old republic, after the sith empire was eradicated, during the days of Yoda just becoming grandmaster. Nyath Was raised in the outer rim in a fanatic dark side aligned religious cult and killed his father in order to escape, stole his father’s lightsaber, and self taught in the force from then on.

He does both bounty hunter work and is a fortune teller scam artist, and even though he is talented at foresight he rarely actually does it for real bc he thinks most people who want to know the future are weak idiots. Because of his bizzare upbringing he had no idea what Jedi even were a thing and once he figured out there were other organized force users he takes great pains to avoid them. He has no goals besides survival, but he does like exploring and experiencing as much shit as possible since the galaxy is a mystery to him, having grown up in a shitty cult.

The marketable plushie fluffy thing, called Foof, traveling with him is his pilot bc he can’t drive anything. They rarely talk but they seem to have a fondness for Nyath as the only pay they seem to want is food and lodging. Nyath is slowly becoming incredibly attached to Foof, and will go out of his way to get Foofs favorite food and souvenirs from the planets they visit.

Before he meets Foof he’s incredibly edgy and brooding and even kills folks for being too rude or annoying, very corrupted by the dark side and his awful upbringing. Foof is slowly influencing him for the better and these days he rarely kills anyone besides his targets and legitimate threats, and every once in a blue moon will actually do something nice (after Foof usually point persistently at the problem). He’s even getting a sense of humor these days, and is slowly learning to do social interaction via Foof making him watch holonet tv shows with them.

He has a ship that he stole that’s shaped like a rotisserie chicken, and is named thusly.

[indilaras]

Cyhaino Week 2024 Day 2: Sharing a Bed

shh. they're catnapping.

bonus doodle:

ID: two drawings. The main drawing is of Alhaitham and Cyno from Genshin Impact, as cats sleeping in a cat bed. Alhaitham is a large gray cat with whites on the tips of his ears and tail; on his head is a tuft of vaguely leaf-shaped fur evoking his original design's hair. Cyno is a smaller white cat; his ears, paws, and the tip of his tail are black, and he has black markings on his head that evoke the pattern on his original design's headdress. Alhaitham's tail is draped over Cyno's body, while Cyno's tail makes the shape of a heart. They're both wearing collars; Alhaitham's is cyan and has a green diamond while Cyno's is violet and has an orange oval. Cyno also has two gold clips on each of his ears. Two hearts and snoring sound effects are above them. The bonus doodle features Nahida and Wanderer, the latter as a cat. Nahida is taking pictures of the sleeping Cyno and Alhaitham on her phone, while Wanderer stares flatly. End ID.

[smolselfshippingaxcycat]

i dont have anything clever to caption this with

[jarnt8]

One - Nyathing wrong with me

[fumifooms]

toshiro's mom and maizuru....they intrigue me....of course there's absolutely nyathing in canon so they're basically entirely a figment of the imagination BUT....

Canonically Toshiro’s mom hates Maizuru to the point she can’t stand even seeing her, but Maizuru respects her…… In a patriarchal society and household where she’s likely only the housewife (who doesn’t even interact with her children much)…… An ornament, and a ninja warrior nanny……..

I do like to imagine Toshimom is fierce and cold, has authority but only as far as the house itself is concerned, like how she bars Maizuru from certain parts of the house, maybe participates in the politics and negotiations of the family but doesn’t command the same respect and power as her husband the head of house. Why does she hate Maizuru, like, does she even love her husband, who even his mistress and lover has difficulty to respect and consistently love? Is it a question of honor? Maizuru, a lowly servant who got doted on by the master out of favoritism, being preferred over the lady of the house. Is it that Maizuru represents what she hates about her life and the system she’s trapped in? A loveless marriage with a man who looks elsewhere when women are concerned, children who she hasn’t raised, only managing ever so on the side the family business of assassinations, spying and scheming. Is she sad, or angry? Is it jealousy, or pity? Wanting to have had other circumstances, but knowing she wouldn’t have wanted Maizuru’s, either. Maizuru may only be a servant, but she’s the one tasked to raise the Nakamoto heirs, including etiquette and behavior, so there’s no discounting she’s known to be able to have a very ladylike respectable demeanor as well. Both of them were raised in that environment of needing highly polite and proper behavior, or at least learned to adapt to it.

It’s very… In an opressive patriarchal environment where everyone is bound by their duty and station —and the will and whims of the man in charge, no matter if they’re both as high ranked as could be, the wife and the governess—, woman sees woman and can begrudgingly acknowledge the strength of character that was needed to arrive at the place they are now, even if it has pitted them against each other. I think Toshimom should wander the house and see slivers of Maizuru raising Toshiro, hanging out with him on the porch and feeding him her own cooking, spending tender moments with him, and get that acid in her throat and stomach and hatred and rage and terrible haunting melancholy and immediately gets the need to leave idk… But a lady doesn’t cry. No, a lady takes upon herself with grace, stays quiet, sets in place new rules if need be. The only skill she’s learned is plotting.

She’s in a glass house apart from everything else. Living in comfort but in emptiness. Her husband ignores her, her children barely know her or think of her. Is she even wanted here?

Also Maizuru needs vacations. And to grow a sense of self beyond her job. Aka a bit of a wake up call and all of this to say, they should have a fight and slip into a fountain and have heart to hearts and Maizuru respects her AND she is higher ranked so she should order Maizuru to have a vacation. To get her out of her sight but then whoops tfw you accidentally fix your rival’s mental health and life and then you seethe even more bc she gets to be free and you don’t. Listen listen: She wants a vacation away from the house and asks for a bodyguard, and specifically requests Maizuru. Why would she do that? Idk but hopefully she won’t attempt homicide and also maybe not cry all the tears in her body. They’ll work it out, trust

[twistedwonderlandshenanigans]

December Drabbles

Prompt 22: Thin Ice Characters: Che'nya, Riddle, Trey -------------------------------------------- "Are you sure the ice is thick enough Che'nya?" Riddle was rather timid. While the thought of walking across the lake sounded...kind of? nice, he had no basis as to how thick the ice should be if it was going to sustain their weight. Che'nya's head bobbed over his shoulder, grinning. "Course it is! Wouldn't want nya fallin' in meow would we? 'Sides, I was just out here the other day. Everything's fiiiiine." Trey just shook his head a bit and sighed, a cocky smile on his face as he pushed up his glasses. "If you're so confident Che'nya, you should let us see the rest of you so you can walk out onto the ice."

Che'nya's face dropped just for a moment, but Riddle missed it as he was busy trying to get a website pulled up to check if this lake was recommended for skating- or how to test if a body of water was thick enough to walk across. "Don'tchya trust me Trey? After all this time we've known each other?" Che'nya attempted to pull the biggest begging eyes he could muster, only to squawk indignantly when Trey gently shoved his face away. "For most things, yes. But as of right now? Absolutely not." Riddle wordlessly started searching for something along the edge of the lake, leaving the two older boys to bicker. "BETREYAL! JAIL, JAIL FOR A THOUSAND YEARS FOR YOUUUUU" Che'nya yowled as Trey waited for Riddle's back to be turned to give Che'nya a light shove onto the ice. It forced Che'nya to come into full visibility, gangly limbs struggling to find balance before succeeding, standing frozen in place on the shallowest bit of the lake trying to process the fact he had not fallen. "Oh you're fine, see? The ice is holding your weight just fine." Trey gave him a shit eating smile that Che'nya took as a challenge. The cat placed his hands behind his head and shrugged nonchalantly as he started to walk around a bit on the ice. His ear flicked a bit, trying to hide the fact he could very clearly hear the ice crackling underneath him, but it was too quiet for Trey and Riddle. "See? It's all good. Nyathing to worry about! Trey, why don'tchya come on out here? If it can hold me it can hold you!" Trey shook his head. "First of all, I'm heavier than you, secondly, I think Riddle is conducting his own test to make sure the ice can hold all three of us, right?" Trey turned to Riddle, giving him a bit of a knowing smile as the redhead hefted a decently sized rock. "Yes, I am." Che'nya's eyes widened a bit at Riddle's shit eating grin as he hurled the rock at the ice he was standing on. Che'nya reacted in time to float, but his tail was not spared the exposure to the ice cold water flicking up and barely getting him wet. He yowled as if his entire body had just slipped into the water beneath him though, quickly returning to shore where his friends were laughing at him. He flicked his tail indignantly, but didn't get any water on Trey or Riddle. "You guys!!! What if I had fallen in??? You're so mean!" Che'nya whined, puffing out his tail and holding it to him a little bit. "What, did you not trust your cat-like reflexes?" "You were the one who said there was nothing to worry about." The boys spoke nearly at the same time, making Che'nya make a fake offended sound as the other two chuckled again. "Next time I'm shoving Trey onto the ice." "I'd like to see you try."

[askdavepetasprite]

TG: incredibly important question:

TG: whats the best dinosaur

@shitty-davesprite-daily

B33< I nyaw NYATHING about dinosaurs! But I looked up some, and the purroailurus (proailurus) s33ms really cool!

[kyunniebuns]

im still awake so ahh... Here a lil more info abt my jinwoo x oc (Some crack and fluff)

Minseok: Did u grow tall again?

Jinwoo: Maybe you got shorter?

Minseok: 💀💀💀

Minseok: We're not friends anymore

Jinwoo: Mhm, right.

Jinwoo:**is always waiting for Minseok's chats even tho he just leaves them on read or replies rlly dryly**

Minseok:**doesnt text him for a day**

Jinwoo:**IMMEDIATELY SHADOW TELEPORTS TO MINSEOK PANICKING** WHO HURT YOU, WHO MADE YOU CRY, WHY ARE YOU SO QUIET, ARE YOU SICK DO I NEED TO USE THE LIFE POTION ON YOU WTH HAPPENED

Minseok:**was watching pocoyo the whole day and forgor abt Jinwoo** Oh hello:DD, come join me lets watch pocoyo!!!

Jinwoo:** SIGHS IN RELIEF BECAUSE HE HAD A HEART ATTACK**

Minseok:**RAMBLING ABT JELLYFISHIES ALL DAY LONG**

Jinwoo:**doesnt understand all of it because Minseok talks too fast but enjoys seeing Minseok's cute lil dimples appear while stimming as he rambles**

Minseok:**makes cat paw hands and shakes it when he's excited.**

Jinwoo:**either stares at his hands for far too long or impulsively holds the lil fists because they r so cute**

Jinwoo:**Moon**

Minseok:**His star**

Minseok:**Loves magical and quirky things**

Jinwoo:**Makes magical illusions for Minseok to play around him and just so he can see that star-strucked face.*

Minseok: Woowoo?

Jinwoo: Yes, Seokkie?

Minseok: Nyathing :D

Jinwoo: Mn.

Minseok: Woowoo?~

Jinwoo: Yes, Seokkie?~

Minseok: Heheh^^

Jinwoo: **chuckles too**

Minseok:**likes dancing around as if he's dancing in a ball and being treated like a princess**

Jinwoo:**Plays along with his childish antics and becomes Minseok's makeshift prince charming**

Minseok: You really look like a prince charming, woowoo:DD!!

Jinwoo:Really? If I'm the prince charming then you must be my princess.

Minseok:Yeah XD!!!

Jinwoo: Can I? Can I kiss my princess?

Minseok: ...

Minseok: Yes<33

[kingscyrus]

V. ( A Witchers Tale )

-----Under the cold light of a crescent moon, the forest of Nyath groaned and whispered with the sounds of night. Ancient oaks and twisted pines cast long shadows over the narrow path that cut through the heart of the woods. Tonight, a new shadow joined the forest—a shadow of formidable height and power.

Cyrus, a witcher of legendary renown, stood an imposing 9'5", giants blood flowing through his veins. Clad in armor that bore the scars of countless battles, he moved with a grace that belied his size. His amber eyes scanned the darkness, his senses heightened by the potions that coursed through his veins. He had been hired to rid the village of Sarnwick of a creature preying upon its people—a monster known as the Skraeth. The villagers spoke of it in hushed tones, describing a beast with the body of a bear, the wings of a bat, and the eyes of a serpent. It was a creature of nightmares, but for Cyrus, it was just another contract. He followed the trail of broken branches and blood-stained leaves, his sword at the ready.

The air grew thick with the scent of decay as he neared the beast's lair. A low growl echoed through the trees, and Cyrus tightened his grip on his blade, the silver gleaming faintly in the moonlight. He stepped into a clearing and there it stood, the Skraeth, its eyes glowing a sinister green. It was larger than the villagers had described, its monstrous form casting a menacing shadow.

Cyrus didn’t hesitate. With a roar that matched the beast’s, he charged forward, swinging his sword with immense strength. The Skraeth met his attack with a swipe of its clawed paw, the impact sending a shockwave through the ground. But Cyrus was unyielding. He danced around the creature, his movements swift and precise, landing blow after blow on the monster’s hide. The battle raged on, the forest bearing witness to the clash of titans. The Skraeth's wings beat furiously, attempting to lift its bulk into the air, but Cyrus anticipated the move. With a powerful leap, he brought his sword down upon one of its wings, severing it with a sickening crunch. The beast howled in agony, its roar reverberating through the trees. But the battle was far from over. Engaged, the Skraeth lunged at Cyrus, snapping its haw and swiping with its remaining wing. Cyrus dodged and parried, his movements a blur of steel and agility. He aimed for the beast's vulnerable points, striking at its joints and soft underbelly, but the skraeth's hide was thick, and it fought with a ferocity born of desperation. The monster swung its massive paw, catching Cyrus off guard and sending him crashing into a tree. The impact would have killed a lesser man, but Cyrus rose, his eyes burning with determination. He hurled a vial of explosive powder at the Skraeth, the burst of fire and smoke momentarily blinding the beast. Seizing the opportunity, Cyrus charged once more, his greatsword a gleaming arc in the moonlight. He struck the Skraeth's exposed neck, the blade cutting deep. The beast reared back, its blood sprawling the forest floor, but it still fought on. With a snark, it lashed out with its tail, the spiked appendage catching Cyrus across the chest and tearing through his armor.

Bloodied but undeterred, Cyrus rolled to his feet. Placing his greatsword down and instead reached for a second sword strapped to his side-- a shorter, sharper blade for speed. The Skreath, sensing its prey's renewed vigor, lunged again. This time, Cyrus met it head-on. He dodged under its claws, slicing at his legs and belly, moving with the precision of a seasoned warrior. The forest was a cacophony of snarls, roars, and the clang of steel. The ground shook beneath their struggle. And the egress bore witness to this epic clash. Cyrus's breaths came in ragged gasps, each movement a testament to his endurance and skill. He landed a final, devasting blow to the Skraeth's heart, driving his sword deep into the beast's chest.

The Skraeth shuddered, its glowing eyes dimming as it collapsed. Cyrus pulled his blade free, the dark blood hissing as it met the enchanted steel. Breathing heavily, he surveyed the fallen beast. The forest fell silent once more, and the threat extinguished. Cyrus cleaned his sword and sheathed it, his towering form casting a long shadow as he turned to leave. The villagers of Sarnwick would sleep peacefully tonight, their terror vanquished by the giant witcher who now walked silently back through the forest, ready for the next challenge that awaited him. As the first light of dawn touched the treetops, Cyrus emerged from the woods, a solitary figure against the waking world. He had faced the darkness and emerged victorious, a true protector of the realm. And though his journey was far from over, for now, he found solace in the quiet victory over the monstrous Skraeth.

[number-one-hiphop-tribe]

Remember: Naughty kitties go in time out. That means you, Kenta. And you too, Satsuki. And don't forget Dongha. Play nice, now.

Kenta: “TIME FUCKING NYOUT?? I’M NOT SOME SHITTY TODDLER GET ME OUT OF HERE”

Satsuki: “Eh? What did I ever do? Is this about the broken cat toy? BECAUSE IT WASN’T MY FAULT IT WAS REO’S HISSSSS” 

Dongha: “How dare you put me in here. I’ve done nyathing wrong.”

[unsafe-chikku]

Idea for my SW oc. Lives in the times during the clone wars instead of old republic bc I have got to have his edgy stupid ass interact with Obi wan and Anakin. I think Anakin would despise him and the feeling would be mutual. Nyath would be smitten with Obi wan.

My idea is that the Jedi heard that the CIS are in contact with a cult of dark siders that are highly trained warriors. Nyath at this point has already been caught by the Jedi during a bounty hunt gone bad where he was forced to use his lightsaber and force use in front of them.

Nyath has an extreme ability of shorter term foresight into the future with incredible ease. It was very hard to capture him.

Anyways, in their interrogation of Nyath they find out he’s from the very same Dark Sider Cult they want to investigate and root out. So they make a deal, he leads them there and helps them take care of the threat and he gets his freedom back.

[spaghettioverdose]

Workcats of the world unite!

You have nyathing to lose but your chains :3!

[contrastparadoxx]

Awesome! Any new hacker stuff you've done?

“Mmm nyathing I can really talk about currently… but I am working on figuring out how to code a game!”

[smolselfshippingaxcycat]

i got a notif saying i have smth in my ask box but theres nyathing therer

did tumblr eat the ask?? what is happening

[you-hate-time-travel]

if you asked a depressed catgirl if she's okay she'd say It's Nyathing...

[verondoid]

i’ve got nyathing to live for anymore..