#a cat named ripley

[fionnemrys]

There's a Cat in the TARDIS

What if, one day, a cat just wanders into the TARDIS and never leaves?  

(I feel like the Doctor would get along swimmingly with a cat. He would absolutely just talk to her like she was any other person.)

The Doctor greets her amiably. “Hello! How’d you get in here?”

The cat, a ginger tabby with sparkling green eyes, looks at him enigmatically.

“I always wanted to be ginger,” he says as he frowns at a lock of very not-ginger hair. “You’re very lucky.”

She head-butts his leg.  He scritches her behind her ears.

“You know, every ship should have a cat. I can’t believe I’ve never thought of this before. Would you like to be my Ship’s Cat?”

“Mrr,” she says as she rubs against his leg.

“Brilliant! Do you have a name?”

“Mrrp?”

“No? Would you like one?”

“Meow.”

“Hmm. Okay then. Jonesy? No. He was a great ship’s cat but that movie was racist. How about Goose? No, you don’t really look like a Goose. Chewy? Nah. Oh! How about Ripley? I read a story once about a cat named Ripley. She was brilliant! Lived on a space station with her two mums.”

Ripley jumps up onto the console, accidentally sending them to [someplace/somewhen cool].

After banging about together for a couple of days, they make it back to the TARDIS.

"That was brilliant!" the Doctor exclaims.

"Let's have another go!" and invites Ripley up onto the console again.

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@mycatismyeditor, I hope you don't mind. I think Ripley missed the stars. The Doctor will bring her home often.

[vieramars]

I love this wet bedraggled cat of a man with all my heart

[daughterofchaos]

Chessie

[sirfetchd]

oh god i also took screenshots specifically of him and no one else. chat am i cooked

[kingfakey]

miss new booty

[gidianthe]

just curious. why did u name your cat annabeth?

she's actually my roommates cat but she's named after the percy jackson character annabeth chase!

[lagomorphique]

a fuckin kitten followed me home. he ate one of my flatmate's tuna steaks and stayed just long enough for us to get attached to him and name him chainsaw bc he was strutting around purring like a motherfucker. turns out he belongs to a little girl who's staying next door (which is an airbnb?? Weird). I deposited the little fucker back in her arms and asked what his name actually was, and this little 10 year old very shyly said he's called gregor (???????????)

[oleandy]

barn owl

[the-questionmark-kid]

yesterday The Fiance revealed to me that his bitchy, hulky, gargoyle of a cat is not named 'Ash' because she is a beautiful gray color, but because his previous roommate named her after

Ash

fucking

Ketchum

discuss

[finalhaunts]

Alien Day is tomorrow so i think im gonna finally rewatch the movies like ive been meaning to

[why-rock-look-tasty-if-no-eat]

I did, she looked at me weird though. Which is fair, I make kissey noises when I want her to come to me

[pupsmailbox]

SCENE︰EMO ID PACK

NAMES ⌇　acid. adder. adrian. aisling. alex. alice. alix. amethyst. annabelle. aqua. ash. ashlee. ashley. aspen. astley. avril. awe. axe. ayesha. bates. bell. bella. belladonna. bellatrix. billy. blade. blair. blitz. bloodie. bloodscene. blythe. bow. bree. butterfly. callie. candi. candy. celeste. chase. checkerz. clarity. click. coraline. couture. crow. cyril. cyrus. dakota. demi. demonia. devin. dino. dizzy. doge. dom. dominic. ebony. electra. elliot. emery. emmett. emo. epic. erin. evan. flash. fred. galaxy. gavin. gerard. ghostie. gif. gloom. gray. grayson. grim. gutz. happy. havoc. hazel. heyley. hunter. hyde. indigo. ink. iris. ivory. ivy. jack. jade. jason. jasper. jax. jeff. jet. jett. julie. kai kandi. kandiz. kat. kayden. killer. kit. kitt. kobi. kyler. lady. lapis. lee. lexie. liam. luna. lurk. lynx. lyric. lyxzen. mace. maddox. madeline. mae. malice. marceline. marcie. mars. mavis. meow. mia. midnight. mika. mill. nana. neo. net. nick. nina. noah. noob. nora. nyan. nyx. obscene. octavia. olivia. onix. onyx. opal. orange. orchid. pearl. phantom. phoenix. pierce, pierce. pitch. pixie. pop. punk. pusheen. rain. rainbow. raine. rainer. rave. raven. raver. rawr. razorz. reaper. ripley. river. rogue. ronnie. rose. rouge. roux. rubi. ruby ruby. sable. salem. sally. sapphire. sash. sasha. scythe. silvi. silvia. smiley. smoke. smokey. snap. snow. sonya. soot. sparrow. spike. splatter. spook. stella. steve. stripe. sunny. suzi. suzie. suzy. taffi. taffy. tag. tech. tempest. travis. trend. tyler. vesper. vine. vista. vivi. waffle. wave. web. wentz. wesley. wild. willow. wound. xander. z!m. zach. zack. zade. zaire. zak. zander. zara. zero. ziggy. zim. zircon. zoe. zoom. zyair.

PRONOUNS ⌇　awesome/awesome. ay/aym. bark/bark. bi/bim. bite/bite. black/black. bling/blingee. blood/blood. bone/bone. bow/bow. brace/bracelet. bright/bright. bright/colour. byte/byte. cat/cat. cata/catatonic. ce/cer. check/checkered. chem/chem. cir/circut. color/color. computer/computer. cool/cool. cos/cos. creepy/pasta. cringe/cringe. cry/cry. cut/cut. dead/dead. death/death. die/die. dino/dino. emo/emo. emoticon/emoticon. epic/epic. ev/ev. exe/exe. ey/em. eye/strain. fang/fang. fringe/fringe. game/game. gamer/gamer. ghost/ghost. gir/gir. girr/girr. glit/glitter. glitter/glitter. gloom/gloom. glow/glow. glow/stick. gore/gore. grr/grr. gun/gun. gut/gut. hor/horror. hx/hxm. hyper/hyper. hyperpop/hyperpop. internet/internet. it/it. ix/ix. kan/kandi. kand/kandi. kandi/kandi. kill/kill. kit/kit. knife/knife. lix/lix. loud/loud. luv/luv. mask/mask. meme/meme. meow/meow. mew/mew. mlp/mlp. mon/monster. mspaint/mspaint. music/music. neo/neon. neon/neon. net/net. nostalgia/nostalgia. nya/nya. nya/nyan. nyan/cat. old/old. online/online. pika/pikachu. pix/pix. pixel/pixel. plur/plur. pony/pony. pop/pop. pop/tart. queen/queen. quiet/quiet. rain/rain. rainbow/rainbow. random/random. rave/rave. rawr/rawr. raz/razor. red/red. rei/reina. scene/scene. scene/scenester. scenecore/scenecore. scream/scream. shx/hxr. si/silent. silly/silly. skull/skull. slash/slash. slice/slice. sound/sound. spi/spider. spook/spook. stab/stab. stick/sticker. sticker/sticker. stud/stud. swag/swags/swagself. thxy/thxm. troll/troll. tutu/tutu. txt/txt. vamp/vamp. video/game. virtual/virtual. vocaloid/vocaloid. web/web. windows/window. x3/x3. x]/x]. xD/xD. xe/xem. xey/xem. xP/xP. xy/xyr. youtube/youtube. ze/zem. ze/zer. ze/zero. zi/zim. zim/zim. zom/zombie. zomb/zomb.

[springholly]

Part 1

More Mouthwashing Alien AU? Maybe.

This is the very first sketch I made for it:

The first sketch of the crew:

- Just some simple headshots, trying to get the feel for the characters.

- I kind of wish I had kept Curly's longer hair to go with the late 70s aesthetic. Also, Anya is supposed to have a Ripley esque early 80s perm, that is why her hair is so big.

- These were done without reference so that's why some of them are a bit unclear as to who they are supposed to represent in the story of Alien.

More Anya:

- Flamethrowers are a pain to draw.😔

The aftermath of the chestbursting:

- I really enjoy how Curly's corpse turned out in the fourth panel. I've never drawn a character from that angle before.

How the facehugger impregnation was supposed to go:

- I originally wanted Jimmy to cause Curly's infection to parallel him causing the crash. It would've been an intentional act that would've incapacitated Curly from the story just like in Mouthwashing.

- I however realized that the facehuggers don't exactly cause memory loss (don't believe even Curly is a big enough doormat to let that one slide)

and that Ash (Jimmy's parallel in Alien) wasn't out with the others investigating the signal.

- Thus, I decided to scrap it.

AU infodump:

- The characters are still space freighters working for Pony Express. (Yes, Polle the cat is a company provided luxury. Of course he'd be named Polle.)

- The characters still retain their personalities, for example, Anya isn't as outspoken and headstrong as Ripley, she's more stoic. And Jimmy is still the same demeaning asshole, not a sly british weirdo like Ash.

- Slight dialogue changes to fit the characters' voices better.

- Unlike in the film, Ash (Jimmy) isn't the last minute newcomer, instead it's still Daisuke (Brett). I wanted Jimmy to have the status of being Curly's best friend for plot reasons.

- The ship the crew are in is still called the Tulpar, but it's interior aesthetics follow the retro-futuristic look of the Nostromo.

- In this AU Pony Express has gone under far before the crew is informed about it. Of course, it has been bought out by Weyland-Yutani, and Jimmy has been programmed to join the crew and get into the captain's good graces.

- Weyland-Yutani know about the xenomorphs and want to study them, the crew is to be possibly sacrificed to retrieve the necessary info.

- The crew find the alien signal coming from LV-426.

- Curly is hesitant to approach due to possible danger.

- Jimmy appeals to the fact of them all losing their jobs anyways. Maybe whatever they find could prove to be a big payday?

- Curly yields to make Jimmy happy, thus dooming them all. They go and investigate.

- Curly gets facehugged and falls into a coma, the others (Daisuke and Swansea) want to bring him back in but Anya (like Ripley) wants to uphold the quarantine protocol.

- Jimmy (like Ash) breaks the protocol, putting them all in danger but appearing as a hero to the others.

- The same stuff happens. They study it: acid blood? Yikes! We are not getting that thing off Curly's face.

- It falls off on it's own, dead. Curly wakes up, all's well that ends well. Except for when he begins convulsing at the breakfast table and then promptly births a chestburster right from between his lungs.

- Panic ensues. At some point Jimmy deems the others too much of a danger for the mission and (for a few other reasons too) tries to kill Anya. Swansea saves the day and accidentally severs Jimmy's head.

- Turns out he's an android! They plug his severed head back online and learn what his mission was all along.

- Fuck that guy, we're blowing up the ship.

- Scratch that, Anya is blowing up the ship because everyone else dies.

- Our final girl escapes with the cat and all's well that ends well.🎉🎉🎉

Take a breather, I know that was a lot. I will write some more for this later, going more into the characters themselves and their relationships.

[scrompsautobotsrchives]

Welcome home

Part 3 of the rewrites, this one is my personal favourite. Word count:1.4K

While it has been over a year since you and Bumblebee have become best friends, He wanted to know more about you. He wanted to see inside your house !! But how do you let inside a giant robot without your dad knowing, that's the only issue. Bee was always sad when you had to answer no.

"Please please please..." The radio played as he once again pleaded you to let him explore.

"I know buddy... But I can't risk it... I can't let my dad see you..." You said once again sadly, making him whir in sadness.

It almost felt that way until your dad came up to you one night. "Hey kiddo"

"Hey dad what's up ??" You looked up from what you were doing.

"So I'm gonna be gone for the whole weekend, Business arrangement. I'll be back on Sunday night. Can you handle that ??" He smiled softly and ruffled your hair, making you chuckle.

"Yeah, I can" You looked up at him as always like he was your world.

"Alright, I'll leave some money behind so you can order a pizza..."

But in that moment, You then realised... He's gone for the weekend, so that means you can show Bee the house. So later after dinner, you went back into the garage. "Bee, got something to tell you"

He whirred softly, giving you his full attention.

"So dad is gonna be gone for the whole weekend, that means i can show you the house" You smiled softly.

He whirred happily before an audio played... "He's the G.O.A.T !!" making you chuckle.

So Saturday morning rolled around, and no one was in the house bar you. So after waking up properly, you then put the plan into motion, you closed the curtains so that no one could see, but the ones that could still bring in some light into the house and soon you headed into the garage and grabbed the power drill. Bee transformed seeing you, shifting side to side excitedly.

"Just give me a bit, I got an idea" You then grabbed a measuring tape and measured his chest to help him get through the door. Once getting the measurements, you then went over to the door and got the exact same measurements. "Ok, so when I unscrew the door, you need to shift slowly so you can fit through ok ??" He responded by nodding. "Ok, let's do this"

You then began to unscrew the hatches off the door, moving it aside you entered back inside, watching Bee as he began to enter the house. He looked around and tried to stand up before his head bumped into the ceiling light, pressing his fingers against it to make it still.

"It's ok..." You reassured him as you progressed through, he then found a soda can, bright red. He tried to then pick it up, but sometimes he didn't know his own strength and made the can burst open, You could hear the fizz of the soda and him almost falling back as the liquid sprayed into his face.

"Woah woah, it's ok, It's ok. It's just a soda can" You tossed the broken one out and grabbed a napkin to wipe the mess. "Just gonna be sticky after..."

Soon you progressed into the living room where Bee noticed bright colours on the TV. It was one of your dad's video games from back in the day. "This was his favourite game, it's called pitfall. Shows how ancient he is" You joked making you both chuckle.

But as you turned off the game and put it away, Bee turned around and saw the couch. Oooh that looks comfy, But you were swift when he tried to sit down. "No no no !!!" You stopped him just in time. "I know it looks very comfy but it'll break if you try to sit on it."

He nodded in understanding, But then he heard a small noise from his feet and something nuzzled against it. Your pet cat was nuzzling against him. He remained as still as possible while inspecting the animal.

"This is my pet cat Ripley" You picked her up. "Dad named her after Ripley from the alien movies."

Bee tilted his head at the word. "Come again ??..." His radio scratched.

So bringing him over to your Bookshelf, He saw a whole range of DVDs. "We can watch movies on the internet now, But Dad still prefers buying DVDs, and... I kinda do too" You then showed him the cover art of alien. Ooooh interesting.

As you continued on explaining about movies, Bee then moved over to something fascinating, a machine that has... Motor oil in it ?? He then gently took the jar out and poured the liquid, ok not motor oil. He then noticed something above it ticking away, He gently pulled out something from his digit and began to move the lines. Thankfully you stopped him just in time. "It's called a coffee machine" you picked the jar back up and put it in, Moving his digit to 1pm, A ding was made as the coffee began to pour into the jar. He made a soft whirring noise as he watched on. "It's a drink that humans drink in order to wake themselves up a little bit in the morning, give them energy in the day"

He then looked around and saw the photo wall, gently tapping your shoulder and pointing to the wall, making you smile. "That's the photo wall" You gently brought him over and showed him. He then immediately saw the photo of a little human baby... wait... hang on... it has the same face as you !! He looked between you two trying to match...

"Oh, that's me when I was two" You lifted the photo to give him a closer look. He looked at the photo and then you, pointing to you and holding up two fingers, as if he was saying. "Are you two ??"

Making you chuckle. "No, I'm 16. So every year when a baby is born, they age up by one" You explained.

God, he was learning so much !! It was incredible... wait... who is this woman ?? He's never seen her before.

Your smile dropped into a sort of bittersweet one when you lifted the photo and inspected it.

"That's my mom..." You rubbed the frame. "She... Died when I was 3... It'll almost be her anniversary soon..." You started to grow sad, remembering the fond memories you shared with her. "I still can't believe she's gone... She'd always seen me this lullaby about... sunshine I think..."

Bee looked at your face and started to grow sad himself... No please don't be sad y/n. He then flicked his radio to a song about sunshine. "You are my sunshine, My only sunshine, You make me happy when skies are grey..." You looked up at him, tears forming in your eyes. That was the lullaby she sang to you. "Thank you..."

He remembered when humans were sad, they would usually hug. So he gently brought you close and held you. You sniffled as the song played. Bee has been so important to you, He helped you... find you again... Same with Bee, You helped him find his voice again. You were his Amica endura for a reason.

So after a day of touring the house, You cleaned up the soda and coffee, helped Bee back inside and drilled the hatches back onto the door. "So what do you think ??" You turned to him with a smile.

He whirred happily and raised a fist up in excitement, He loved it so so much.

"Anytime Bee" You smiled when you were about to enter the house again to order pizza. You heard his radio flick.

"Spark... let... my... spark.. let"

You looked at him, a little confused he pointed to you. It was a nickname that he was given back on Cybertron and now... he's passing it to you. Making you smile wider, rushing over you lunged into his arms, holding him close as if he were to disappear if you let go.

Bee closed his optics as he held you close. The radio flicks to the song again. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey."

You were bee's sparklet, He was your sunshine.

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[dykexenomorph]

@hexgaydhd

Sigourney Weaver and Jonesey the cat in Aliens (1986)

[nubian-queen22]

Cat and Mouse- D.P (Fluff/Tease)

The arena lights dimmed as her music hit—a sultry, slow beat laced with feline growls echoing through the speakers. The crowd erupted as [Your Name], draped in sleek black gear with hints of metallic gold, strutted to the ring. Her cat-like aesthetic was her signature—her makeup sharp, her movements fluid, and her demeanor a perfect balance of playful and untouchable.

Perched on the top turnbuckle, she smirked as The Terror Twins made their entrance. The tension in the air crackled when her gaze locked with Damian Priest’s.

“Looks like someone’s in trouble,” she purred into the mic, tilting her head.

“Trouble?” Damian teased, his deep voice carrying over the noise. He leaned on the ropes, his dark eyes fixed on hers. “I’d call it curiosity.”

“Oh, is that what you’re going with?” she quipped, hopping down gracefully. Her steps were deliberate, hips swaying as she circled him like a predator inspecting prey. “Because from here, you look a little... distracted.”

Damian chuckled, brushing his tongue against his teeth. “Maybe I like the game.”

Before she could respond, a low growl of irritation echoed from Rhea Ripley, who stood in the corner, arms crossed and scowling.

“Can you two not?” Rhea snapped, stepping between them. “Damian, stop drooling. And you...” Her glare shifted to [Your Name]. “Find someone else to mess with.”

“Mess with?” [Your Name] mused, stepping back just slightly. “Oh, Rhea. I don’t mess with anyone. I just play. And some people...” Her eyes darted back to Damian with a wicked grin. “...seem to enjoy the chase.”

Rhea’s nostrils flared as Damian smirked behind her. “Rhea, relax. It’s all just fun... right?” he asked, his tone layered with amusement.

[Your Name] shrugged, a playful spark lighting up her face. “Maybe. Or maybe I just like seeing how far I can push.”

As she turned to leave, her voice carried over her shoulder. “Catch me if you can, Priest.”

Rhea’s glare could’ve melted steel, but Damian couldn’t help the sly grin tugging at his lips as [Your Name] disappeared backstage, leaving an air of intrigue behind her.

*Damian v. Kaiser One Fall*

The night was electric, the crowd alive as Damian Priest squared off against Ludwig Kaizer in a heated singles match. The energy in the air shifted, however, when Finn Bálor and Dominik Mysterio sauntered down the ramp, their intentions clear.

From her vantage point backstage, [Your Name] watched the scene unfold, her sharp eyes narrowing. She leaned casually against the monitor, her signature smirk playing on her lips.

“So predictable,” she muttered.

Finn and Dominik circled the ring like vultures, their presence alone enough to distract Damian. It was clear they were waiting for the right moment to strike. But before they could make a move, the crowd erupted in surprise.

Her music hit.

The feline vixen emerged from the curtain, her stride confident, her smirk daring. Dressed in black leather pants and a cropped jacket, her aesthetic was as sharp as her wit. Finn and Dominik paused mid-step, their attention snapped to her as she sauntered toward them.

“Oh, don’t mind me,” she purred, waving a hand. “I’m just here to... observe.”

Finn raised an eyebrow, clearly annoyed. “What are you doing out here?”

She shrugged, feigning innocence. “Making sure things stay fair. You wouldn’t dream of interfering, would you, Finn?”

Her tone was sweet, but the edge in her voice was unmistakable. She stepped closer, tilting her head as if daring him to try something. The distraction gave Damian the opening he needed—he countered his opponent’s move and gained the upper hand.

Dominik attempted to sneak past her, but she was quicker. Sidestepping his path, she extended an arm, stopping him cold.

“Uh-uh,” she chided, wagging a finger. “Not today, little Dom Dom.”

Dominik scowled, stepping back reluctantly, and Finn looked equally irritated, but neither dared cross her. She turned to the ring and gave Damian a sly wink, her interference unnoticed by the referee but not by him.

With a brutal South of Heaven, Damian secured the pin and the victory. The crowd erupted as his hand was raised, but his eyes were locked on her.

She leaned casually against the barricade, clapping slowly, her smirk never wavering. As Damian stepped out of the ring, she began to back away, keeping her gaze locked on him.

“You’re welcome,” she teased, her voice dripping with amusement.

Damian stopped in front of her, towering over her with a look of playful exasperation. “You really enjoy this, don’t you?”

“Every second,” she admitted with a sly grin. “And you? You didn’t mind a little help, did you?”

Before he could answer, Finn and Dominik stormed up the ramp, their frustration evident. She gave them a mock salute before turning back to Damian.

“You owe me one,” she said, her tone light but her eyes glinting with mischief.

Damian chuckled, leaning closer. “How about dinner?”

Her smirk widened, but she didn’t give him an answer. Instead, she spun on her heel, sauntering backstage without another word, leaving him—and everyone else—wanting more.

\Part 2 will be out later around 5 my time !/Also working on TAS!