#TUBBS SPOTTED

[beckiducki]

[toughpaperround]

What will Buddie choose for their 80's-themed karaoke song?

So many men, so little time - 1983, Miquel Brown (lyrics)

Can't fight this feeling - 1984, REO Speedwagon (lyrics)

Alive and Kicking - 1985, Simple Minds (lyrics)

Agadoo

St. Elmo's Fire - 1985, John Parr (video)

Always on my mind - 1987, Pet Shop Boys

I feel the Earth Move - 1988, Martika

Right here waiting - 1989, Richard Marx (lyrics)

I will always love you - 1992, Whitney Houston

Miami Vice theme - Jan Hammer

[writtenbysprout]

Realizations

It's 2.47 am when Aaron wakes up. Eyes still closed as he stretch out his arm to where you always lie. Wanting to pull you close so the two of you can cuddle close. That way he can drift back into sleep knowing you're safe in his arms.

But when his hand only finds the mattress he freezes in his spot. Opening his eyes he looks at the empty spot next to him, before he glances over at the master bathroom connected to your bedroom. But when he sees no light underneath, his thoughts immediately jumps to the worst conclusions.

Two thoughts strike his mind at once, both equally as terrifying to him.

The first is that you left him. Just like Haley had. It was one of his biggest fears. Even though you time and time again reassured him that you won’t leave, that you're there to stay, the thought managed to slip into his mind.

The second, you're kidnapped. From right underneath his watch. Something he would never forgive himself for. He took great pride in being able to protect his own. Knowing the comfort it brought both Jack and you, and not to mention himself.

All of his spiralling thoughts quiets down as he hears your hushed voice from outside the door.

"Feeling better now, Jackers?"

His heart skip a beat upon hearing you're safe, but he stays put. Curiosity taking control. He could barley make out the reply as Jack's voice is faint and frail compared to yours.

"'m sorry I woke you up.."

"Don't be. I'd rather have you safe than being asleep." A warm feeling spread though his chest as he hear your words. He feels lucky in that moment to have you in his life. To share you with Jack.

"Just scared that somethin' will happen to daddy."

Then the sinking feeling hits him. The guilt. His biggest enemy. Especially when it comes to Jack and you. He knows the two of you support him endlessly, but that doesn't stop his thoughts from spiralling again.

He isn't around as much, but when he is he does everything in his power to make it up. He miss a lot of the important achievements that happens in both your lives, but you make sure to take pictures and videos so he can keep up. It doesn't stop the guilt, but your words always lessen the grip it has on him.

"I am too Jackers, but your daddy is the bravest and toughest man I've ever met. No one can hurt him, let alone the goblin man from your nightmare."

Your voice fades as you make your way past the master bedroom and down the hall towards Jack's room. And before he can stop himself he's up on his feet, sneaking closer to the door. His head pops out of the door way just in time to see your silhouette carry Jack in your arms, his arms wrapped around your neck.

You place Jack in his bed, handing him his stuffed monkey. Jack's eyes are still a little puffy as he watches you tuck the two of them in. Only when you lean down to hug him goodnight does he speak up.

"Can you stay? just till I fall asleep.."

"Of course, want me to read too?"

Unbeknownst to you Aaron stood in conflict of revealing his presence or to watch the two of you have your moment. He decided upon the latter and makes his way back to bed.

"Alright, ready? is Mr Tubbs ready?"

Jack nods and hugs the monkey tighter to his chest. Carefully not to read to loud you continue from where you know Aaron left off hours earlier. You barely get passed the first page in before Jack has drifted off.

Just to make sure he's fast asleep you sit a few minutes longer, but as soon as the light snores escapes his small frame, you sneak your way back to Aaron.

You try to slip in quietly, but can tell even in the darkness that he's awake and has been for a while. Upon seeing you he lifts up the duvet. A silent request for you to join him. You don't have to be asked twice. Crawling into bed you snuggle close in his embrace, feeling his arms wrap themselves around you.

"Didn't wake you, did I?" you mumble into his chest.

"No no, just got worried when you weren't here."

"Oh Aaron, my love," You snuggle closer, now resting your head in the grope of his neck. "'m sorry. 'was just comforting Jackers after a nightmare"

"I know, sweetheart."

"Gotta look out for both my boys, y'know." It's clear to you both thet you're on the brink of falling asleep at any moment, but you pushed yourself up so you're face to face with him. Softly planting your lips on his as a reminder of just how much you loved him. "I love my Hotchner boys."

Your words lulled him back to the safe shore in which he was about to stray from, just like you always did when his thought's got to invasive. Without you, his mind would've been utter disarray.

He didn't understand how he hadn't seen it sooner. Maybe he had, but didn't think of it as he did now.

You were the one. His one. His forever person.

He knew that for sure after having seen you be so gentle with Jack, even when he wasn't around.

Your breathing grew heavier by the minute and soon enough you drifted off into your own slumber. Even in your deepest realm of slumber you clung to him, nuzzled closer. He felt stupid for not having seen it sooner.

It was you. It had always been. But now he knew with certainty.

[carpenterswife]

ALL MY GHOSTS (i)

series masterlist

- summary: Your life in Helena is good; a thriving friendship with Beau, Jenny and Cassie. You’re living your best life, with a job you enjoy and you’re good at, surrounded by people who care for you. Of course, however, your past is only just around the corner, in the form of a recurring phone call.

- word count: 2883

- warnings: Alcoholism.

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You weren’t ever truly sure why, out of everywhere you could have chosen to go, you ended up in Helena. There was nothing that had been calling you to the town — you’d just had a blown-out tire on a dark, muddy road nearby and the only tow company still open at 11pm was in town. That was two years ago, and you’d yet to leave.

It had, slowly, become your home.

With the help of Jenny and Cassie, you’d turned a cheap, shabby apartment into a cozy home; decorated with far too many plants, and enough cats that any sane person would question your mental state (three; Cassie was already questioning you). Something about Helena was calm and welcoming, and it felt like you’d been here forever.

A year after your arrival, came Beau Arlen. A Texan cowboy who rolled into town in a shitty Jeep called ‘Pedro’. The news of Tubb leaving sent shockwaves through the community, and a second round hit when his replacement turned up only weeks later. Though questionable at first, Beau had, very quickly, proven himself to both the town and the department.

Beau was a great cop and an even greater man — one you’d clicked with rather quickly. After you’d slammed a pile of paperwork onto his desk with an innocent smile, knocking your fist on the top of the papers and calling it a ‘welcome gift’ on his first day, Beau had decided he’d liked you. He didn’t like the paperwork, but he liked the bubbly, sweet energy you brought into his office with that mischievous twinkle in your eyes and quiet giggle.

You were a ray of sunshine — that’s what they liked to call you around the station, anyway. Beau claimed it was because you always lit up the room, but you liked to tell him he was just a sappy old bastard (he didn’t like that). Despite your distaste to the nickname of ‘sunshine’, it had been picked up pretty quickly, and you definitely had Beau to blame for it.

Your payback?

Well, it came in the form of a lovely challenge you’d issued against him, after you binge watched Brooklyn 99 for the 100th time.

Beau hated it.

In fact, right now, he was seething. “You’re cruel.” He watched you scrub out your number ‘15’, and replace it with a ‘16’. His arms were tightly crossed, eyes narrowing into a glare that was mostly playful. He leant back against a desk in the bullpen, cowboy hat discarded beside him.

“What’s that, Arlen? I can’t hear you over the sounds of my impending victory.” Came your tease, stepping back to admire your victory. You yelped when something hit your head, and you turned to see a pen at your feet, and Beau wearing a smug grin. “Asshole.” With a dramatic flair, you turned your back to him.

Beau loved your playful attitude. It made the days where he was stuck in the station with paperwork far more fun. You were always down for some teasing, and were always able to dish it back just as well as he could dish it out. You were always bordering on the line of insubordination, but he knew as well as you did that he’d never actually punish you for it — there was definitely favouritism in this station, with you, Pop and Jenny hogging the top three spots on the sheriff’s list.

On the whiteboard in the bullpen, was your bragging rights. Scribbled on the top in your handwriting were the bold words ‘BAD GUYS CAUGHT’. Underneath were your two names, and two separate scores, ‘Arlen: 9 L/N: 16’.

Yeah, you were kicking his ass.

“You got lucky.” Beau stepped up to your side, glaring at the numbers on the whiteboard with disdain. Lucky? He was lying to himself and the asshole knew it. He was just a major sore loser.

An amused smile lifted up your lips, and you turned your head to look up at him. God, you still hadn’t gotten fully used to how tall this man truly was. “Seven lucky arrests?” Beau pressed his lips together and nodded, unwilling to accept any other answer. You snickered at him. “Admit it, Beau, you just suck.”

Beau sent you a sharp look, but there was amusement dancing in the green. “Shut it, you.” He gave a fake stumble when you gently pushed his arm, chucking lowly. “You got lucky with those last two arrests. The guys practically threw themselves at ya.”

You gave a dramatic gasp and clutched your chest like you were gravely wounded. “Are you saying I’m only good at my job ‘cause I’m pretty?” Beau gave you a deadpan look, and you snickered. “Alright, grandpa.”

With a heavy sigh, he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Why the hell do I even put up with you?” He muttered to himself, shaking his head. You merely grinned and ignored his muttering, as the sheriff continued to complain about you and your insubordinate behaviour (that he still allowed).

You tossed the whiteboard marker from hand to hand, turning your full attention to him. “How’s that murder case getting along, by the way?”

“Slowly.” Beau dropped his hand down to his side, and stuck them both into his pockets. “Snail’s pace.” You wince sympathetically, and Beau sighed heavily. He gazed at you for a moment, evidently thinking. “You wanna take a shot at it? Fresh eye, an’ all.” He offered, looking down at you with his head tilted to the side.

Looking up at him, you smiled and nodded. “Saturday?” You suggested. “I’ve got lunch plans with Jenny and Cassie in an hour, and I’m not working tomorrow.”

His brows shot up. “You girls goin’ out without me?” He faked offence, barely concealing his smile.

You laughed, patting his arm. “Girl’s day, sheriff.” You teased, earning a playful indignant huff from Beau. You chucked the marker at him, and watched him fumble to catch it. “I’m off in ten. You gonna survive without me?”

“Hilarious.” He drawled sarcastically. “Get outta here.” He grunted.

With a laugh, you turned and left the bullpen, Beau spinning the marker between his fingers as he watched you go.

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It was quite a common occurrence to get lunch with Jenny and Cassie. You mostly spent the time catching up, filling each other in on cases, or gossiping about some strange news around town. Honestly, it was typically the highlight of your week.

You’d become extremely close with the two girls over the last two years.

They’d dragged you to a new restaurant — despite your hatred of trying new places. The price was on the higher side, and your face had pulled together at the sight of a hefty price beside a plate of lasagna.

After the plates had been cleaned, and despite your insistence to pay, Jenny had snagged up the bill from you and Cassie, paying the whole thing. You hadn’t been very pleased, nor had Cassie, but the blonde had laughed it off and told the pair of you you’d be paying next time.

Taking a sip of her second glass of Pepsi, Cassie glanced between you and Jenny. “So, how’s it been at the station?” She asked curiously, nursing her glass. You and Jenny exchanged a look and shrugged, acting casual.

But you knew what Cassie meant; Beau’s position.

He’d moved up here to follow his ex-wife and daughter — Carla and Emily, who, during the last year, you’d met plenty of times. Especially Emily, who’d temporarily taken up an internship with Cassie and Denise. However, after the rough scenario with Avery and that whole mess of a case, Carla had decided to return to Texas, taking Emily with her.

Beau hadn’t told anyone if he’d be leaving or not. After all, his position was only temporary, so it was expected that he’d eventually leave one day. No one really knew if he was intending to stay longer, or leave now and follow after Carla and Emily to Houston.

“He hasn’t said anything.” You took the silence as an opportunity to answer. You spun your glass of Coke, fiddling with the rim of it. “I saw him going to the Chief’s office on Monday.” You looked between the pair.

Jenny nodded in agreement. “He had a meeting. Didn’t tell me what for.” Her gaze swayed back to Cassie, who was listening carefully. “You think he’s gonna go for it?”

“Follow Carla?” Cassie hesitated. “I wouldn’t be surprised.”

You downed the rest of your Coke in a few large gulps. “Can we not talk about Beau the entire day?” You complained, sitting down your glass. Both women looked at you. “C’mon, enough with the boy talk.” There was quiet shared laughter between the three of you.

“Alright.” Cassie agreed, nodding shortly. “Who’s up drinks tonight?”

Your hand shot up immediately.

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Drinks, like every time, turned out a horrible idea.

You woke up on Friday morning with a throbbing ache in your skull, and heavy sickness settled in your stomach. You groaned and rolled yourself out of bed, caught up in your blanket, almost falling flat on your face.

Way to make Friday even worse.

You already hated Fridays. It was always like a ritual for you. You woke up with dread in your bones, and dragged yourself around the house until your cats’ incessant meowing snapped you from your half-dead safe.

Beau didn’t make you work Fridays anymore. Not after what you liked to call ‘The Incident’.

Something about Fridays weighed heavy on you. You felt like a ticking time bomb, ready to implode. You’d blown up at Beau, real bad, and stormed off. Then proceeded to have a panic attack on a case regarding a domestic abuse incident.

Beau had dragged you into his office, hands cradling your cheeks as he talked you through your panic attack. You still hadn’t apologised for yelling at him, but he didn’t once bring it up. He asked what was wrong. You told him you didn’t like Fridays. He told you not to worry, and you hadn’t worked a Friday since. He hadn’t even asked why, he’d just done it.

And now you had Fridays alone to rot in your sorrow and misery.

The ringing of the phone didn’t make you flinch, not like it used to months ago. With a heavy sigh, you grabbed your phone, and wandered out to sit on the small balcony, away from your cats and their pawing. “Mom.” You leant your elbows on the railing, and stared out at your view of neighbourhoods and distant mountains.

Your mother’s voice made your stomach churn. “Hi, dear.” You rose your eyes and stared up at the sky. That pet name made you want to pop your eardrums. “How are you doing?”

“Fine, mom.” You tapped your nails on the railing, anxiety doubling your heart rate. You could feel it pounding in your hands and head, adrenaline pumping so hard you felt the need to run. “Same as I was last week. Busy with work.” You cleared your throat before she could get another word in. “What is it, mom?”

Your eyes shot down to the scars littering your hands. Those which your friends believed came from years of clumsiness and working with guns and knives. A lie. A smart lie — but a lie nevertheless. They always seemed to burn when you remembered home.

If you could call it home.

“We all miss you, dear.” You hummed in response to her words, not interested or paying much attention. “Jack—“

That snapped you back to reality. “Don’t.”

Your mother sighed. There was a hint of frustration in her voice now. She always did this. “If you’d just answer—“

“No.” You interrupted again. Your grip on your phone tightened, until your knuckles turned white. “Stop, mom.” Your teeth ground together. The name sent chills down your spine. “I told you, stop with that bullshit. You know I won’t pick up any of his calls, so stop asking.”

“If you’d let him explain—“

“There’s no explaining.” You argued, anger rising deep in your stomach. “Whatever excuse he’s come up with is bullshit. And I cannot believe you’re siding with that fucker after what he did.” She went to speak, you scoffed, reaching your boiling point. “Don’t call me again.” You pulled your phone away from your ear and hung up, with a low groan.

Hands scrubbed over your face, trying to control your temper.

You hadn’t been close to your mother in two years. When you left your hometown, she’d become nothing more than a name on a phone to you.

You stared at the deep scars on your hands, and shook yourself off. With one last glance at the scenery, you headed inside, greeted by three clingy cats and burnt bacon on your frying pain.

You threw out the bacon and unhappily ate a bowl of cereal instead, three cats sitting at your feet. You stared out the window, and resigned yourself to another night of getting wasted.

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Shot after shot poured down your throat, the burning sensation making you grimace and shudder. It felt good, in a sort of self-destruction kind of way. You slammed down your sixth shot glass, and stared blankly at the empty chair in front of you.

And then it wasn’t empty.

“You might wan’ slow down, honey.” Your eyes flicked up, meeting Beau’s. He waved off the bartender returning with more shots for you, and turned back to you. “I’ve been watchin’ you drink those like water. You wan’ tell me what’s got you downin’ vodka like there’s no tomorrow?”

“My mother.” You huffed. Beau hummed and nodded. He didn’t know much about your past, much like you didn’t know much about his. What he did know, is that your relationship with your family was strained. Extremely.

Beau reached out and pulled away your empty shot glasses, leaving them on his side of the table. “You wan’ talk ‘bout it?”

“Not really.”

His brows rose, but he accepted the answer. He wouldn’t push. He knew what it was like to not want to reminisce on bad memories. “You start at eight tomorrow. You sure you wan’ get piss off drunk?”

His rationality made you scowl. Beau chuckled quietly at your expression, knowing he’d already won this argument.

“C’mon, honey.” He spun himself off his chair and stood. “Let’s get ya home.” He reached out to help you stand — a bit too quick.

You recoiled. A flinch. Away from him.

He pulled his hand away like he’d been burnt. You suddenly felt very sober. You stared at each other, neither willing to be the first to speak.

Beau’s mind replayed the flinch, over and over. The quick flash of fear in your eyes. The way you’d curled into yourself, moving abruptly away from him. He suddenly felt sick. He didn’t dare reach out to you again. It felt like he’d been struck by lightening.

Your heart hammered in your chest, breath hitching at the confusion and pain on his face. Frantically, your brain raced for an excuse. “You scared me.” You forced a weak laugh.

He didn’t believe you. Of course he didn’t. It was a shit lie, and you knew it. His eyes scanned your expression; the wariness in your gaze. the sudden tension in your muscles. And, he didn’t push. “Sorry.” He chuckled. “Didn’t mean ta.” He slowly offered his hand out again, moving in a way that ensured you didn’t flinch.

You physically relaxed. It made Beau’s heart twist uncomfortably, his concern growing. You accepted his hand, and he helped pull you to unstable feet.

“You’re gon’ be so hungover tomorrow, girl.” His hands on your upper arms, he threw down some cash on the bar, and then guided you out of the crowded bar. He chuckled, half-amused and half-concerned, keeping you stable as he walked you over to his Jeep.

Before he could open the passenger seat door, you turned to him. “Answer me this.” You leant back against the door, effectively trapping him. “Are you leaving?”

He looked taken aback. “What on Earth are you goin’ on about?”

“Carla.” You watched his expression turn into one of heavy confusion. Annoyed, you sighed. “She left, Beau. Are you going after her? You moved here for her. So, are you gonna leave for her?”

“Oh, Jesus.” He muttered, running a hand down his face. “Is that what you ladies have been gossipin’ about?”

You didn’t answer him, you just stared at him for a few beats. “You had a meeting with the Chief on Monday. What was it about?”

He put his hands on your shoulders, ducking his head to meet your eye level. “I’m not going anywhere.” He spoke quietly, reassuring you with a warm smile. “You lot are stuck with me.” He nudged your chin with his index finger and then gently pulled you aside. “C’mon, let’s get you home, hm?” He pulled open the door of the passenger side seat.

You stared at him. “Promise?” You began to climb into the car. “You won’t go anywhere?”

Beau chuckled, shrugging this line of questioning off as odd drunken behaviour. “Promise.” He patted your knee as you sat down. “I ain’t goin’ anywhere.”

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an: chapter one is shorter than the other chapters will be, as it’s mostly an introduction to your relationship with the other characters + the first mystery of your past.

if you catch any mistakes, always feel free to let me know!! sometimes i miss them + i always love improving my work :)

[sevensoulmates]

Regarding the Crockett and Tubbs outfits, I think it’s so telling that Buck didn’t let Tommy know ahead of time that him and Eddie were dressing up together. In all of Buck’s excitement, it didn’t cross his mind and he just told Tommy: “It’s 80s themed” 😭

I just think the writers really wanted to drive home the whole Crockett & Tubbs parallel really hard. They brought it up SO much in the episode and then connected it specifically to Buck&Eddie being the unit instead of Buck&Tommy. It's kind of hilarious because it really does make me think of 7x04 and how Buck was SO upset by the fact that Tommy had taken his spot in his duo with Eddie and now we have an example of how even if Tommy is a part of either of their lives, it's STILL Buck&Eddie against the world.

The writers decided not to have Tommy dress up and to have it bother Buck for a reason. The last two episodes Buck was the one making the social faux pas with Tommy, and we were seeing how Buck was slightly out of step with Tommy, and in this episode, we're seeing how Tommy is also out of step with Buck.

Just...very very interesting.

[thecatfight2023]

The Bracket™ is here!

here are our competitors!

to space out the polls some, we have them divided in mini-brackets (each mini bracket will be posted a day as to not overwhelm everyone with all of the polls at once)

THIS WILL ALSO BE UPDATED TO HAVE THE LINKS TO THE POLLS!!

mini-bracket 1

Mewo (OMORI) V. Spider Cat (OMORI)

Domino (Amphibia) V. Ghost (The Owl House)

Thomas O’Malley (Aristocats) V. Marie (Aristocats)

Oliver (Oliver & Co.) V. Mochi (Big Hero 6)

Cat (Coraline) V. Cheshire Cat (Alice in Wonderland)

Tasque (Deltarune) V. Tubbs (Neko Atsume)

Daffodil (Spiritfarer) V. Black Cat (The Witch’s House)

Neite (Runescape) V. Black Cat (Divinity Original Sin 2)

Alpine (Marvel) V. Goose (Marvel)

Isis (Batman: The Animated Series) V. Alfred the Cat (DC)

Mikeko (Ace Attorney) V. Shoe (Ace Attorney)

Cats (Jet Set Radio Future) V. Shadow (Super Lesbian Animal RPG)

Fat Louie (The Princess Diaries) V. Orion (Men in Black)

Milo (Milo & Otis) V. Miss Kitty Fantastico (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Cat God (Identity V) V. Yuumi (League of Legends)

Opalescence (MLP:FIM) V. Ice Cream Kitty (TMNT 2012)

mini-bracket 2

Ichigo Momomiya [cat form] (Tokyo Mew Mew) V. Alto (Tokyo Mew Mew)

Kyo Sohma [cat form] (Fruits Basket) V. Kuro (Blue Exorcist)

Sakamoto (Nichijou) V. Kuroneko (Trigun)

Prince (Genshin Impact) V. Neko (Genshin Impact)

Pusheen (Pusheen) V. Simon’s Cat (Simon’s Cat Animations)

Nyan Cat V. Minecraft cats

Video (Strong Hearts are Mandatory) V. Ginger (Brimstone and Roses)

Midnight (Castle in the Air) V. Jenny Linsky (Jenny Linsky books)

Schrodinger’s cat V. Tuna Sandwich (Kid Cosmic)

Pura (Crash Bandicoot) V. George (Spyro)

Tom F14 (Atom: The Beginning) V. Murr (The Case Study of Vanitas)

Mausfänger (Pentiment) V. Myau (Phantasy Star)

Cam (Squishmallow) V. Autumn (Squishmallow)

Serafina (Barbie Princess and the Pauper) V. Wolfie (Barbie Princess and the Pauper)

Melog (She-Ra 2018) V. Curious Cat (RWBY)

Judd + Lil Judd (Splatoon) V. Webkinz cats (all of them)

mini-bracket 3

Tama V. FDC Willard

Stray Cat J V. Pangur

Grumpy Cat V. Miette

Jinx V. Jorts

Gandalf V. Raymond 

Smudge V. The Cat Foretold

Forever’s Brood V. Norman (SolidarityGaming)

Jellie (GoodTimesWithScar) V. BB (Jacksepticeye)

Garfield (Garfield) V. Meowth (Pokémon)

Puss In Boots (Shrek Cinematic Universe) V. Kitty Softpaws (Puss in Boots)

Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess cats V. The Garreg Mach Monastery cats (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Purrsula (Dragon Quest Treasures) V. Shiro/Blanche (House 1977)

Slugcat (RainWorld) V. Pussyfoot (Looney Tunes)

Li'l' Mittens (WordGirl) V. Mittens (Wander Over Yonder)

Greebo (Discworld) V. Maurice (Discworld)

You (Discworld) V. The Cat (Infinity Train)

mini-bracket 4

Cat (Ghost Trick) V. Cat (Stray)

Salem (Sabrina the Teenage Witch 1996) V. Binx (Hocus Pocus)

Firestar (Warrior Cats) V. Scourge (Warrior Cats)

Mothwing (Warrior Cats) V. Leafpool (Warrior Cats)

Sprigatito (Pokémon) V. Litten (Pokémon)

Meowstic (Pokémon) V. Shinx (Pokémon)

Jiji (Kiki’s Delivery Service) V. Luna (Sailor Moon)

Artemis (Sailor Moon) V. Diana (Sailor Moon)

Morgana (Persona 5) V. Ravage (Transformers)

Fukumaru (A Man and His Cat) V. Nyanko-Sensei (Natsume Yuujinchou)

The Judge (OFF) V. Mr. Midnight (Fran Bow)

Khoshekh (WTNV) V. Catbus (My Neighbor Totoro)

Grudge (Star Trek: Discovery) V. Spot (Star Trek: The Next Generation)

Lumi (Cats are Liquid) V. 808 (Hi-Fi Rush)

Ser Pounce-A-Lot (Dragon Age) V. Warmseeker (Elder Scrolls Online)

Frumpkin (Critical Role) V. The Admiral (TMA)

polls for mini-bracket 1 will be scheduled to post around 2 pm EST tomorrow! also reminder they will be open for 1 day each!

propaganda is encouraged!! go wild! we will do our best to reblog as much as we can and it will be tagged with "purr-opaganda" (for those who want to filter the tag). we also recommend making propaganda for your cat blorbos sooner rather than later so there's a chance for them to win!!

-mod orange

[ghostsgrazing]

More of my vh tubbs, type of guy to slam into glass full speed and die on the spot (still laughing about that one)

[causenessus]

NESS YOU PLAY NEKO ATSUME?? ME TOO 😭😭 i am so bad about getting on but i have most of the cats

YES!!! 😭 this was so funny bc everytime i saw this notif on my phone today while at school i immediately went onto the game to check on it BUT I USUALLY AM TOO 😭 I'M JUST SO MOTIVATED TO GET THE LIKE EXPANSION THING YK SO THAT YOU HAVE MORE SPOTS???? I'M AT LIKE 166 GOLD FISH I JUST NEED 14 MORE </3 BUT TUBBS KEEPS EATING ALL MY FOOD FOR LIKE 2 SILVER FISH AND I'M CRYING </3 I'M GONNA START RENAMING ALL MY CATS AFTER MOOTS NOW IS THERE ANY CERTAIN CAT UR FEELING???

[zero-on-the-clocktower]

I’m no longer starving, so it’s time for five of my favorite Wayneradiotv/RTVS AI Dungeon stories. I’m limiting it to five, otherwise this will be way too long. Also, these are in no particular order and this isn’t a ranking.

1: The Orb

This is what got me into Wayne, thanks to @jesuscrab ‘s masterful edit of it. The AI popping off and generating such an enigmatic character who went around killing moving killers is one for the ages. Then it jumped the shark and became a space opera, and it was still hilarious! I can always watch this story and laugh at the many layers of nonsense in this one.

2: Sunday School

I love AI Dungeon stories with amazing NPCs, which will continue. This story has two, in Brown, the anime mentor janitor with a weird fixation on drugs and pineapples, and Jesus. Jesus forgetting everything and then going “I AM NINTENDO!” is an amazing moment that is stuck in my brain.

3: Fantasy Mall City

This episode is known for its ant story, which is indeed an amazing moment. However, I have a soft spot for the first story of the episode. The main reason for that is Bertram the Bounty, one of the best characterized NPCs AI Dungeon has come up with. I also think the mall city concept is unironically really cool. Also, Gloomy Joe and the killer clown and the ending are all great moments too, not to mention “STATUS INFINITE!”

4: Stoner Teens in Hell

This episode is endlessly rewatchable to me, partially because of Gooby, partially for this story. The time spent in hell with Satan was hilarious. Then there was lines like “mixed berry medley” and the croquet on the Empire State Building. Then, the Freemason discs and the Joker cemented this story in my mind as one of my favorites of all time. This one is a rollercoaster, and it’s so worth it. Log, Trog, and Holly also happen to be my top three favorite RTVS members, so that made this one even better.

5: Cooperative Law

This story is fucking amazing. The worldbuilding the AI came up with is wild, and as was said in the video, it has no idea how a court works. This one also had amazing NPCs, with the stacked prosecution team and especially Judge Fudge and Judge Tubbs. It has amazing quotes and so many unexpected moments, and is worth experiencing for yourself!

[ingapotejtoo]

INGAA VOIDAL MANIFEST IS SO GOOOOD SHAKING YOU AND POTATO THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD AND INTRIGUING WHAT THE FUUCKK.

normal now (lying). if you know of any, could i request some recs of similar fics to binge as well while patiently waiting for voidal to progress? ive always enjoyed dragon tubbo/tubbo and jordan father stuff but oh god this has got me *good* i need to be fed lol

mighty has many fics with dad sparklez and dragon tubbs so u can read those while waiting for voidal :3c (when the end calls man) i don't have MUCH reccs on fics with these two since last time i read anything with them was two years ago-ish???? and as everyone is aware i have a memory span of a damn goldfish but there is one fic that i made damn sure to keep on my phone at all times to re-read it every like month or more - Red sky at morning, red sky at night. god i love it soo much tbh i'm not a big fic reader personally unless i get slapped with a hyperfix so strong i have a literal NEED to read sth or else i'll wither away on the fuckin spot <- has read actual f1 fics to see how they doin over there

[artsy-dreamer]

Some fun facts and tidbits from “Where Am I Meow?”

Snowball’s favorite goodies are warm and fluffy things to snuggle with

Smokey’s favorite goodies are moving toys and mouse toys

Ginger’s favorite goodies are boxes and tents to hide in

Mack’s favorite goodies are noisy moving toys

Pickles’ favorite goodie is the Head Space

Patches’ favorite goodie is the Cardboard House

Spots loves tunnels, but gets stuck in them sometimes

Callie, Tabitha, Misty and Pickles all spend lots of time napping

Fred is a friendly and good-looking kitty who’s popular with everyone

Callie likes to take a long, leisurely walk down the same path every day

Gabriel is a routine-oriented cat who always likes to visit the fish market at the same time every day for some fish scraps

Marshmallow enjoys jumping in your lap and stepping on your book when you’re trying to read

Bolt is a gluttonous little kitty who travels from house to house looking for some tasty morsels

Breezy is an observant kitty who often notices things that no one else does

Princess is a nature-loving cat who enjoys playing on the beach in summer, and goes up on a hill to catch some sun during other seasons

Willie is a very smart kitty who can sense how you’re feeling

Joe DiMeowgio is holding a megaphone, not a baseball bat

Bob the Cat comes from a family of mountaineers who climb peaks all over the world

The book is pro-Tubbs and reminds you that letting Tubbs finish sleeping will earn you a generous gift of fish

Mr. Meowgi’s owner runs a souvenir shop, and he earns his keep by carving wooden sculptures to sell in the shop and keeping his owner’s floor cushion warm

Lady Meow-Meow is a famous cat model

The pizza Guy Furry makes is topped with many different kinds of fish

Kathmandu loves to write poetry about all the beautiful and colorful things he sees

Xerxes IX looks like some king of… somewhere, but we may never know where, because apparently a chunk of text in his description somehow got deleted and the proofreader didn’t catch it XD

[correctrvbquotes]

Cut to Zanzibar, where two Red soldiers can be seen walking along the wall structure.

Dellario: I just wanna know why we have wall duty for the third day straight and Tubbs pulls motor pool everytime.

Burke: Not everytime...

Dellario: Everytime! Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, today!

Burke: Today is Wednesday, Dellario.

Dellario: Exactly! And where's Tubbs? Motor pool!

Dellario and Burke watch Tubbs from an opening. Cut to Tubbs from afar, who is seen sitting inside a Warthog. Cut back to Dellario and Burke; the camera slowly zooms in on Dellario as he speaks.

Dellario: Look at him down there. What's he doing? Nothing.

Burke: So what, what're we doing?

Dellario: We're on guard duty.

Burke: He's on guard duty too.

Dellario: Yeah, but he gets to sit still while doing it. We have to walk.

Burke: (scoffs) You complain too much.

Dellario: I don't complain too much, Burke. You don't complain enough. I have to complain more just to keep up the average. You know what I mean?

Burke doesn't respond.

Dellario: Burke? Burke?!

Dellario looks over to his right, where he finds the Meta standing in Burke's spot, colored in red armor.

Dellario: Hey, Burke... where'd you get that helmet?

The Meta quickly kills Dellario. Cut to black.

[mitochondriaandbunnies]

Miami Vice S1E12: Little Prince

Bits and pieces of a good episode mixed with Rich People Heroin Drama.

GAYETY HAS A SEQUEL. GAYETY 2, HOMOEROTIC BOOGALOO

I have mixed feelings about Little Prince. I think it tells a similar story to Milk Run in a lot of ways, and Milk Run is a really stellar episode and this one is... fine? There's some really good bits (and actually, the little bits of physical comedy in this one are utterly delightful), but every time we go back to Sad Rich Boy Mark and his Awful Rich Father Mark I kind of check out.

Trudy is barefoot on the streets of Miami as this episode opens and like. I get it, girl, I get that you're trying to sell being a junkie, but maybe. Maybe don't do that.

A young Giancarlo Esposito makes the Surprised Pikachu Face when Gina and Trudy pull guns on him.

Rico dives on Sonny as soon as they enter the room with all the dealers, which is very sweet of him, but also like, facing drug dealers is your actual job, so also maybe a little bit of an overreaction

All of this is happening to the tune of Relax by the apocryphal Frankie, which is a song that was banned in its original form from radio because it was too much about gay sex and also banned from MTV in its original video form because it was too much about gay sex

What are we trying to say here, Vice

Also the working title of this episode was apparently White Bread and that kills me dead

When they arrest Mark, Tubbs seems to start playing good cop, except that he's very obviously being sincere. As a character, he has a real soft spot for kids, and is always trying to look for ways to get them out of whatever trouble they've gotten in. Sonny sees him doing this and immediately stops his usual Asshole Cop Who Makes Prison Rape Jokes schtick, looks at Tubbs for a long time, softens, and gives the kid a pen. He's clearly a little ashamed over his prior aggression, and follows Tubbs' lead on just. Y'know. Trying to be a good person.

Then, after Mark is picked up by his lawyers, Sonny has a straight up temper tantrum, and then blatantly changes his tune on the behavior we witnessed only a few seconds before. He straightens up, affects a tough guy attitude, and tells Tubbs it was a "nice touch" by "playin' good cop." Tubbs admits he wasn't "playing," and we know Sonny knows that, because he changed his own behavior in response to it. However, he can't admit that he was also trying to be kinder and more understanding, because he's embarrassed about his outburst and pissed off that his case got pulled out from under him. Sonny has to lie and pretend he's heartless here in order to make any of this acceptable, and he swallows that lie for the rest of the episode.

What, really, is polo

Why do we get like 3 straight minutes of it

Sonny follows Mark around at the polo match looking genuinely predatory-- he looks at Mark like he's a target, not a person. There's remorselessness behind his decision-making here-- he's doubling down on being "the bad cop," and he's so desperate to catch the high level drug dealers that he's willing to destroy Mark over it. (Or, perhaps more accurately, he thinks he's willing to destroy Mark over it.)

The little bits of physical acting as Trudy walks Sonny and Rico around the station cracks me up-- Gina, very gently rolling her eyes as Sonny sits on her desk, Sonny, gesturing like an elderly mobster as he's asked to stand up again, Rico deeply bored. It's cute.

All of the bits with Mark are just so soap opera-y

"I've never noticed.... how white this house is"

"I'm sending you to rehab" / "That's like sending me to jail! I'm not going!"

"Why can't you ever see things from my perspective" / "IT'S TOO DEPRESSING"

*rips shirt off crying to reveal wiretap*

It's fine it's fine it's fine that's all fine writing and not ridiculous melodrama right right right

Trudy attempts to tell Sonny and Rico that you really just can't send Old Money to jail because Lawyers and Rigged System and they're both like : ) : ) : ) but what if we can

Gina resting her chin on Trudy's shoulder so they can both look through the camera is too damn cute

There's a scene where Rico buys a hotdog in order to talk to a hotdog vendor about what he may have seen near a suspicious warehouse, and then immediately throws it away after leaving. I think this is, hilariously, the first indication we get that Tubbs is a vegetarian. Because no one has actually said the V word yet, though, the scene mostly just makes Rico look like a fussy snob who wastes food.

"I thought that being a Jorgenson was enough, something in our blood. Above it all. Above the law." Wow that is uhhh. That is a real blunt thesis re: the power of wealth, there

And then immediately after he says this, Mark Sr. starts crying about how he perpetuated the cycle of abuse and should probably have told his son he loved him or something

I really can't with the Marks Soap Opera

After Mark Sr. is arrested and Mark Jr. disappears, Tubbs starts to ask Sonny if they did the right thing. Sonny blinks, pauses, and lies baldly: yes. It was the right thing. It was "good, routine policework." Both of them know this isn't true, and the worst part is: in the grand scheme of Miami Vice, this episode actually is pretty close to "good, routine policework." They arrest the top guy. There's no bloody shootout. The law... kind of works?

And yet: it's still a lie, and it's the same lie Sonny tells Rico at the beginning of the episode, and the same lie he tells himself at the polo match. The system is corrupt, being a cop means propping up that system, and there will always be collateral damage, even in the cleanest of cases. The thesis of the show is right there from the very beginning-- it should come as no surprise that by season 5 these two men realize that the only moral option is to quit.

Also I am 99% certain that the implication was originally supposed to be that Mark Jr. died of an overdose or something, because there's like a 2-second coda after this conversation where he... gets in a Jeep? And some very obvious dubbing in post where Sonny says something corny like "Maybe now... he'll have a chance." I mean, it's nice that he doesn't die, but he was probably intended to.

This:

[alverrann]

Kitty!Tubbs

No one asked for this, and possibly no one wanted it, but I've been writing a bunch of useless Miami Vice clips and this one is too cute not to share.

In this, I have turned Tubbs into a cat. This particular clip is from the middle of whatever conceivable story would be written around it, because writing middle clips is far easier than writing beginnings or endings, lol.

Anyway. It isn't my best work, but it's also a cat!fic, so I'm somewhat unapologetic. If you do happen to have any questions about this ridiculous AU I'd be happy to answer them, and in the meantime, enjoy!

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It didn’t take long for attention to be drawn when Sonny walked into the office, a fluffy and extraordinarily dirty cat following at his heels. Any distraction was better than the somber mood that had dominated the office since his partner's disappearance, though, and it was uncommon for an animal to get in. Most eyes went to Castillo’s office, but Zito spoke up with a smile, “You’ve decided to adopt?”

“Somethin’ like that.” Sonny wasn’t about to tell them that the cat was Tubbs. That would land him in even worse trouble than his partner, and neither of them could afford that.

“He’s adorable!” Gina stopped to crouch next to Tubbs, who looked as though he didn’t know what to do about her incoming hands. In the end he merely stayed there as she scratched his head. “But he needs a bath.” Then, to a panicked and extra fluffy Tubbs' surprise, Gina was picking him up, “I wonder how he and Elvis will get along.” Tubbs seemed to be frozen in panic, indecision in his eyes, and Sonny couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him.

“He doesn’t really like to be held, Gina.”

“Oh, but he’s hurt, poor thing!” She had twisted him a little and Crockett felt his blood run cold when he spotted the large gash on his partner’s underbelly. How had he missed that before? “He must have been in some kind of fight!”

“Gina, put 'im down before he scratches you.” Trudy was shaking her head, and Switek grinned,

“At least put him down before the Lieutenant sees him; Sonny brought 'im in, Sonny can deal with the consequences. 

Crockett might have laughed, but now he was just staring at his partner, determined to get a look at the gash. It had scabbed over, but it looked awful. And now that Gina mentioned it, Tubbs did look terrible. It had been almost a full half hour since he’d discovered and accepted that the stray cat from the crime scene was Tubbs, and now he was coming away from the shock of it enough to realize that his partner was not a healthy cat. “Here, quit manhandlin’ him.” He reached out and took Tubbs from her, pulling him back into his arms, where he knew he was safe.

“Have you decided on a name for him yet?” Gina asked, still concerned with Tubbs, whom Sonny gently deposited on his desk.

“Naw, not yet.” Crockett only had eyes for his partner, who immediately began nosing his way through the files that Crockett had left there earlier.

“Hey, he’s a regular detective, look at ‘im go!” Zito laughed, “You should call ‘im Sherlock!”

“Would that make Sonny 'Watson?'” Switek got in on the joke as well, but the mood was killed when Castillo's voice interrupted.

“Crockett.”

Everyone froze, looking over at the lieutenant. Castillo was standing at the entrance to his office, as severe-looking as ever, but his eyes were on the cat. Tubbs had frozen as well, crouching lower on Sonny’s desk over the files that he had been going through.

“Look, I can explain-” 

"My office. Now." Castillo walked back through his door, and Crockett realized that all eyes were on him. When he met their gazes they all looked away, leaving him feeling almost exposed. He turned around at a soft meow, and met Tubbs' eyes.

His partner may have been a cat, but when Tubbs looked meaningfully at Castillo's office, Sonny knew what he was asking. 

"Don't worry about it, pal. I'll think of something." He spoke softly, aware that he already looked crazy enough without talking to the cat. "Do you have what you need?" 

Tubbs looked down at the desk, his tail twitching, and then pawed at the top drawer. Sonny opened it and Tubbs nodded. 

"All right, hang tight. I'll be back." He turned towards Castillo's office just in time for everyone to focus on their work and pretend that they hadn't been listening. He didn't say anything, heading straight to Castillo as he frantically tried to come up with a reason for the cat that wasn't the truth.  

When he got into the office Sonny closed the door behind him, meeting Castillo's gaze as calmly as possible. The Lieutenant was standing in front of his desk, hands in his pockets, unblinking eyes pinning Sonny where he stood.

"What have you found?" 

Out of everything that the lieutenant might have said, Sonny hadn't expected that question at all. "What have I found?" 

"You've been working on this case non-stop since Tubbs disappeared; this is the first time I've seen you in the office during decent hours in three days." 

Sonny wasn't sure how he felt at the assessment, but he had a feeling that Tubbs would have laughed - or at least smiled. "That cat was at the crime scene, Marty." He began, not quite sure yet where he was going, but at least certain that Castillo was in a forgiving mood. 

"I remember. It got into the squad car." 

"Well it turned up at the boat this morning. By itself." Castillo's eyebrow twitched, and Sonny forged ahead. "I think-" He stopped himself before telling the truth. He couldn't, could he? He glanced out at Tubbs. Who had somehow managed to pull out one of the files, and was staring down at it intently. Many of the Vice team had stopped and were openly watching, and Sonny decided that the risk was worth it. If Castillo was on their side then things would be much easier. "Lieutenant, could I show you?" 

Castillo followed Sonny's gaze. "The cat?" 

"Yeah. The cat." Sonny waited until Castillo nodded to open the door, watching as Tubbs looked up from the file. His partner meowed, pawing the paper, and Sonny headed over quickly to look at it. 

Tubbs looked almost smug as Sonny's brow furrowed. "Lazard? That hokey sideshow?" A quiet hiss came from his partner and he gently took the file from under Tubbs' paws. "All right, okay, I'm sorry. I believe you." He sat on his desk for a moment, meeting his partner's eyes and lowering his voice to a murmur. "Listen, I think Castillo will believe us." 

Tubbs pulled back with a hiss, his ears folding back and Sonny shook his head. 

"Not your call, man. I'm the one doing the talking, but I'll need help." 

Tubbs' tail had begun to twitch, and Sonny held up his hands in surrender.

"Please?"

For a long moment Tubbs glared, then he hopped off of the desk, heading for Castillo’s office on his own. Sonny got up to follow, tucking the slightly chewed-on file under his arm.

At this point most of the other people in the office were staring openly. Sonny ignored them, closing the door behind himself when he reentered Castillo's office. Castillo was staring at Tubbs, who was sitting on the floor a few feet in front of him. He looked up at Sonny after a moment. "Tell me about the cat." 

Tubbs gave Sonny a meaningful look, and Sonny steeled himself for what he was about to do. If Castillo decided that he'd cracked then it was all over. He bent over and picked up Tubbs, who meowed with alarm as Sonny put him on Castillo's desk. He murmured an apology before turning back towards the lieutenant—who was clearly not a fan of having a cat on his desk—but seemed willing to hear the explanation.

"All right, I know this is gonna sound ridiculous, but I swear it's true." Sonny began, stopping when a small paw swatted his hand where he was leaning on the desk. Tubbs' expression was that of disapproval, and Sonny surmised that his partner disliked how he was explaining things. He forged ahead anyway, knowing that if he didn't say it right then then he never would. "This cat is Rico Tubbs." 

Silence descended on the room as Castillo stared, not even asking for clarification. Sonny didn't wait for more than a few seconds before he continued.

"Someone turned him into a cat; I don't know how, but I do know that he showed up at the Miamarina this morning, which means he walked all the way there from the crime scene." He held up his hands to stop anything Castillo might have said, "Now before you put me away just watch this." He turned to his partner, "Rico?" Tubbs nodded, and so he continued, feeling ridiculous. "Were you turned into a cat?" Another nod. "Who did it?" Sonny knew that the question was open ended, but hoped that his partner would know what to do. Tubbs gave a small meow, reaching to paw at the file under Sonny's arm. 

Sonny obliged him by putting the file down next to Rico, closed. Rico gave him a light glare, and then clumsily bit the edge of the top flap and pulled the file open, before resting his paw right on top of Lazard’s picture with a self-satisfied purr. Sonny looked over at Castillo, who appeared unmoved. The lieutenant took a step forward and Tubbs tapped Lazard’s photo again with another meow. 

“Lazard?” Castillo asked, and Tubbs nodded. Castillo kept his eyes on Tubbs for several seconds of silence, then he finally said. "Are you all right?" 

Tubbs made a dramatic show of looking down at himself, and then shrugged. Sonny had never seen a cat shrug before, and sort of hoped that he never had to again, but he wasn't about to let his partner get off with the lie. "He's got a pretty nasty cut, but it looks like its healin'." 

Castillo looked at Tubbs, who glared at Sonny. Then he said, "Has he eaten?" 

"I don't know." It was another thing that Sonny hadn't even considered.  "Have you eaten anything in the past three days, man?" 

Tubbs turned to the side to nod, almost like he was embarrassed or ashamed, and Crockett frowned. 

"Take the rest of the day off." Castillo said, and Sonny looked over in surprise. "Go eat and get cleaned up, and we'll work on finding Lazard."

Tubbs seemed annoyed, but while Sonny understood why, he really wanted to take a look at the gash and make sure that Tubbs was all right. 

"I'll expect you both in office tomorrow morning." Castillo walked around to sit at his desk, clearly dismissing them. "Call if anything else happens."

[zkullcat]

The [NAME PENDING] gang (I’ll tag these as #neogang until I come up with something better)

I took my cybunny oc and made a whole group around her. I’m pretty fond of these ocs so you will probably see them a lot.

From left to right:

-Kiara, the red Cybunny

-Eric, the pink Kougra

-Tubbs (Tobias), the orange Tuskaninny

-Lulu, the spotted Zafara

-Kevin, the green Ogrin

Don’t Trace, Copy or Edit my art. Reblogs > Likes

Commission’s Info // Carrd // Patreon  

[thecatfight2023]

Updated Bracket™!

here are our round 2 competitors!

the polls for now are staying in four mini-brackets, but will merge into two brackets for round three!

THIS WILL ALSO BE UPDATED TO HAVE THE LINKS TO THE POLLS!!

mini-bracket 1

Mewo (OMORI) V. Ghost (The Owl House)

Marie (Aristocats) V. Mochi (Big Hero 6)

Cat (Coraline) V. Tubbs (Neko Atsume)

Daffodil (Spiritfarer) V. Black Cat (Divinity Original Sin 2)

Goose (Marvel) V. Alfred the Cat (DC)

Mikeko (Ace Attorney) V. Shadow (Super Lesbian Animal RPG)

Fat Louie (The Princess Diaries) V. Milo (Milo & Otis)

Cat God (Identity V) V. Ice Cream Kitty (TMNT 2012)

mini-bracket 2

Ichigo Momomiya [cat form] (Tokyo Mew Mew) V. Kyo Sohma [cat form] (Fruits Basket)

Kuroneko (Trigun) V. Neko (Genshin Impact)

Pusheen (Pusheen) V. Nyan Cat

Video (Strong Hearts are Mandatory) V. Midnight (Castle in the Air)

Schrodinger’s cat V. Pura (Crash Bandicoot)

Murr (The Case Study of Vanitas) V. Mausfänger (Pentiment)

Cam (Squishmallow) V. Wolfie (Barbie Princess and the Pauper)

Melog (She-Ra 2018) V. Webkinz cats (all of them)

mini-bracket 3

Tama V. Stray Cat J

Miette V. Jinx

Gandalf V. Smudge

Norman (SolidarityGaming) V. Jellie (GoodTimesWithScar)

Meowth (Pokémon) V. Kitty Softpaws (Puss in Boots)

Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess cats V. Shiro/Blanche (House 1977)

Slugcat (RainWorld) V. Li'l' Mittens (WordGirl)

Maurice (Discworld) V. The Cat (Infinity Train)

mini-bracket 4

Cat (Stray) V. Salem (Sabrina the Teenage Witch 1996)

Firestar (Warrior Cats) V. Leafpool (Warrior Cats)

Sprigatito (Pokémon) V. Shinx (Pokémon)

Jiji (Kiki’s Delivery Service) V. Artemis (Sailor Moon)

Ravage (Transformers) V. Nyanko-Sensei (Natsume Yuujinchou)

Mr. Midnight (Fran Bow) V. Khoshekh (WTNV)

Spot (Star Trek: The Next Generation) V. Lumi (Cats are Liquid)

Ser Pounce-A-Lot (Dragon Age) V. Frumpkin (Critical Role)

polls forthcoming (hopefully tomorrow), but will still post around 2 pm EST whatever day that ends up being! reminder they will be open for 1 day each!

again, propaganda is encouraged!! go wild! we will do our best to reblog as much as we can and it will be tagged with "purr-opaganda" (for those who want to filter the tag). we also recommend making propaganda for your cat blorbos sooner rather than later so there's a chance for them to win!!

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