#bluecatblue

[andykoi]

hiii. hello? howdy maybe. im andy and this is my blog and pretty much everything I love can be sorted into fish, plants, and horses.

for the fish fanatics; I study fisheries management and love salmon

for the plant parents; I’m a big fan of carnivorous plants!! particularly north american pitchers but I think they’re all pretty neat

for the equestrians; I ride and compete in intercollegiate western horsemanship and lesson at a barn but don’t own/lease (yet)

[adventurer-in-blue]

"Hey, did you happen to see a goldfish with legs around here? He's my brother and I seem to have lost track of him."

That left Dewey confused for a moment. A goldfish with legs? Not only that but also being a brother with a cat? The duckling “Buh?” Dewey let a confused sound as he tilted head on a side.“I- … no I haven’t, and only goldfish I’ve seen are usually in a fish tank, and instead of legs they just have fins, no walking around what so ever” maybe this was just some sort of prank to see different reactions from people`Either way Dewey was not gonna fall for it.

“But I guess I can help you find him if you need help- …. I’m Dewey by the way” Dewey was more than intrigued by this and was more than ready to see a goldfish walking on two legs.

[chunking-the-deuce]

blue-cat-blues:

Gumball gasped in outrage. “How dare you insult my sweater!” He shouted. he couldn’t exactly argue about the whole “bad luck charm” part though, it did seem like the universe was against him sometimes. “Well it’s better than being an obnoxious try-hard with sweatbands stolen from the 80′s,” he retorted.

"At least I try at all!" Tobias volleyed the words back.  "It's like you don't even care!" 

He did rub at his wrists self-consciously.  Sweatbands were still in fashion!

"And you don't care when people are hurt either.  You just make them forgive you and move on!"  Not that Tobias himself made a big habit of apologizing, but he didn't slap people silly with a towel in the middle of the school hallway, or lock people on a roof for days without food or water.

[fromnobodytonightmare]

@blue-cat-blues​ said:

“No, of course, I didn’t go to Area 51, I’m not stupid! The alien crashed their UFO in the backyard, see?" ((Ok but this absolutely would happen to him.))

Area 51 Starters

“ Let me see if I’m getting this correctly, so you say that an alien ship just happened to conveniently crash in your backyard, like, really? “

‘ I didn’t go to Area 51, I’m not stupid! ‘ ...the worst part is that both scenarios seemed equally likely to happen. This is Gumball Watterson we’re talking about.

“ You know what? Forget what I said. How long has it been there? “

[nobodiisms]

@blue-cat-blues​ | continued from x

     “Yeah, I’m a villain, not a burglar. Even when I snuck into your house all that time ago, it’s ‘cause I found your spare key.” A creepy thing to admit, he knew all too well, but it was an explanation nonetheless.

     Rob continued to try fiddling with the lock, having absolutely NO idea what he was doing, but paused when he heard the scraping of claw against glass, looking over just as Gumball finished carving the hole in the window. “...That’ll do.”

     He proceeded to carefully climb in through the new hole, then turned to look at Gumball through it with a furrowed brow, fingers resting along the edge. “Are you absolutely, positively sure you want to tag along?” he asked, no doubt for the umpteenth time since they decided to head here.

     Rob had eventually figured the best start to finding a solution to this literal apocalyptic problem was to track down the very van he’d gotten that remote from - not for that item specifically, but just for anything that might be useful. Unfortunately, as it seemed, there were some citizens - some who’d formed very strong & very negative opinions about their current situation - that were, as silly as it sounded, holding the vehicle hostage - undoubtedly searching for the same thing as them. & while Rob knew well that this wasn’t the ugliest situation Gumball had been through, he still asked only because he didn’t want the other to get hurt - especially not for a plan the cyclops suggested.

[ofglitches]

@blue-cat-blues reblogged this for a starter!

     So, here was the not-so-basic rundown of Rob’s situation after, not surprisingly, being the first to fall into the Void: He had landed on a stray platform, which was good considering he would’ve been falling for eternity if he hadn’t. The platform was large, had piles of stray objects - & was several feet away from the nearest other platform, meaning he was, for the most part, stranded. He had realized pretty quickly that Elmore’s end was not going to be a quick one like he had initially expected, which made it clear that there was still a chance to remedy the oncoming apocalypse. So, he got right to work on trying to figure out out to get himself out of the predicament he was in.      It wasn’t long after that that some other citizens fell in & noticed him stuck several feet below them. It also wasn’t much longer after that when he noticed pieces of the platform were crumbling away. Of course it was - when wasn’t the World actively trying to rid him? Realizing he was tighter for time than he first thought, he got to work on finding some way to at least contact what remained of the surface. While working on the beginnings of it, he sent a message - or tried to anyway. The purpose of it had been to hopefully alert someone & have them keep an eye out so he could be sure this plan of contacting the surface would work, but truthfully, there was no way of knowing if it reached what remained of Elmore at all. He was working entirely off of faith at this point.

     It was now much later since he fell in - though, he couldn’t say quite how long; telling time in the Void was impossible - & the platform which had once been large enough that he could barely even see the edges was now roughly only a couple hundred square feet. However, he stopped paying attention to the fact that he was running out of room a while ago - his full attention was on trying to get this communicator to work while the citizens above him still tried to find ways to help him (how they decided to stick around for as long as they did, he had no idea).      The contraption in question was most certainly not his best work. It was crude, made up of whatever he could find or use on the platform when it actually had objects on it, & if he got it working, it’d be a miracle. Currently, he was fiddling with the antenna on it, squinting at the LED that was supposed to indicate whether or not he actually connected to anything on the surface. There was absolutely nothing about this that seemed as if though it was going to work, & he knew that, & yet he kept trying anyway because darnit, if he was truly about to fall into the abyss forever, he wanted to go down knowing he tried.

     The cyclops hadn’t realized he had zoned out while doing this seemingly mindless task up until the LED suddenly flickered for a moment, making him blink in surprise. “Wait a s-” His heart leapt once it hit him that this communicator was actually working, & he continued fiddling with the antenna, though with more purpose now. The LED kept flickering. “Come on, come on-” The LED stayed on - & somewhere on the surface, a cracked but still functioning TV crackled to life, showing a staticy, glitchy, yet still coherent image of Rob. His mouth dropped open in shock, staring at the contraption. “Yes...yes, yes, YES!” He gripped the sides of his machine, a bright smile appearing on his features. “Ohhh my gosh - FINALLY!”      It was not fully complete by any means - he couldn’t see what was happening on the other side like he was meant to, so he’d have to work on that eventually - but it was a huge victory, & he allowed himself to be ecstatic.

     “ H̷̴ęl̶͞l̶͝ơ͢͞?͢͟͞ “ His voice glitched out of the TV, but only because he had his voice raised. Just because he actually got the connection going did not necessarily mean anyone was near, but if they were, he definitely wanted to get their attention. “Is anyone ou̶t̸͡ there? If you are, p͏l̸҉e̶ás̢҉e a̸̶͜n̡̢s̶w̸̸̕er̨͘.̡ I can’t see you right now, but I should be able to hear you, so if a͟n͟yo҉͞҉n̶̕e͝͏͜'̵̨͢s͘ ̡t̵h̵̨͝er̡e̵̸͢ , please say something n͝o̡̧͝ẁ̴-̸̷͜͟!̡ ”

[oftransformatiions-blog]

"Penny! Thank goodness you're ok!" Gumball said as he rushed over to her and gave her a tight hug. ((For the "Elmore has fallen verse))

     “Gumball!” She quickly placed Polly down beside her before opening her arms & accepting the tight hug, her eyes involuntarily watering from sheer joy & relief before burying her face in his shoulder.. “I’m so happy that you’re safe.” She hadn’t been sure if the boy had been okay - it was hard to be certain if anyone was okay after the incident she’d witnessed involving her parents.

     “Wh-What’s happening? Why is this...this static showing up all of the sudden?” He was probably as lost & confused as she was, but she couldn’t help but ask anyway.

[museswcrm]

“Stop throwing stuff at me! I’m innocent!” (For either Blossom or Raven.) ((I know we haven't interacted before, but I couldn't help myself when I saw the TAWOG starters.))

That... wasn’t Beast Boy. Raven had started throwing things on the assumption that the animal she’d seen snooping around was, in fact, her fellow Titan. What she saw once she’d stopped throwing books at Gumball was a blue cat boy. O...kay then. She didn’t quite know how to react to that.

The dark energy vanished from around her hands and, after a moment, Raven dropped the next book she’d been set to throw. She just didn’t like strangers snooping around her room. Come to think of it, she didn’t know how Gumball had gotten into the tower.

“Okay. Remind Cyborg to check the security system,” she said, more to herself than Gumball. “Sorry. I thought you were someone else.”

“How did you get in here?”

[stressedmeowt-blog]

blue-cat-blues replied to your post: ( friendly reminder that nicole loves & adores her...

((Let’s be honest, Gumball probably would too. I think it’s safe to say that if you hurt or attempt to hurt a Watterson, every other Watterson is going to be coming after you.))

( you are ABSOLUTELY RIGHT & you should ABSOLUTELY say it. these guys got each other’s backs no matter the situation & i honestly i love them so much for thaaaat )

[whereverthemusetakesme]

@blackstardiopside, @blue-cat-blues

Just to say, I think I’m probably gonna drop the Halloween threads I had going with each of you, if you’re okay with that? It’s just that I’ve left it way too long to reply - they kind of got buried in all my other drafts - and it seems really weird to me to continue them so far out of season.

You’re more than welcome to come at me for something new to replace them, though! I’m up for pretty much anything :D

[ofsheiis-blog]

"Penny? You don't think.......You'll never forget about me, will you?" ((My Gumball has a fear of being forgotten or replaced, even if he's not entirely sure why.))

“No!! Of course not!"

“Gumball, I promise - I would never let myself forget about you. Not now, not ever. You’re too important to me.”

[andykoi]

found these little guys.. another blue cat treasure

[chunking-the-deuce]

"Reality check, huh? That's funny coming from a guy who deluded himself into thinking we were best friends." ((Ooo, Gumball's mad.))

Oh, Gumball's calling Tobias deluded now?  Gumball's so cool and interesting, and Tobias can do everything right and he can do everything wrong and Gumball still comes out on top, that's what he thinks?  That he's better?  That Gumball's the only one of them with actual close friends?

"I don't even know why I wanted to be your friend!  It's like every time I come near you, someone ends up almost dying!  Usually me!  You're just a bad luck charm in a cheap sweater!"

[fromnobodytonightmare]

💌?

send “💌” and i will post a letter my muse never got to send to yours.

DEAR G

GUMBALL  ———

I don’t know if this can be considered a breakup letter or not. Is that even how it works? This whole nemesis stuff is kinda confusing. But things have been complicated with you lately, and I don’t even hate you anymore I’m not sure how to feel about it at the moment. I really wish I could tell you why I feel this way, but I know you don’t even remember what is what caused it. You literally saved my life and I have to pretend it didn’t happen because of some stupid remote.

And sometimes I wonder if things would’ve been any different if it was the other way around, or if we were both able to remember what happened that day. Would we still be enemies? Would we both still have to act it out for the sake of the audience? I don’t know. Maybe a part of me hoped that things would’ve turned out differently than they did, rather than having to push some sort of status quo between us and keeping everything else the same. Or maybe I’m just overthinking things and going into conspiracy mode again but —

It also makes me wonder how would you feel about all of this. If you knew, of course. I know I exploded a little bit back there after what happened with Joe last night. But it also made me remember that you knew nothing of this and that this whole ‘revenge’ stuff meant just as much for you as much as it did to me. For a whole different reason than mine but hey, who am I to judge? Maybe I should’ve let you know about it sooner, maybe I should’ve been more straight forward over how I felt. To be fair, you were also making it all about yourself AGAIN and I was having already a hard enough day trying to get Joe to fall into any of my plans and the last thing I needed was having y, but we all have days like those so shut up.

So I’m going off a tangent but unfortunately, I can’t be your nemesis anymore. Who knows, maybe you can find someone else who can hate you even more than I do. Maybe someone who is actually a better planner villain and is extremely good at holding petty grudges. But I have bigger things to focus on (stuff that’d probably warrant a longer letter but it’s 3 am and I’m feeling lazy) regarding Elmore that I’ll explain to you later. That doesn’t mean that we can’t later still talk to each other, maybe get to know each other outside of the whole “nemesis” thing? Who knows, maybe we’d actually get along pretty well outside of it. Or maybe not because no offense, but you're kind of annoying but I think it might be worth the try.

Yours fatally,

ROB

[nobodiisms]

((The New Elmore AU for the headcanon meme?))

rob does attend school still, but he also still skips a lot bc of his job. he got way too lucky just to get that job & honestly being able to afford to live is more important than learning how to do math equations so yeah, he prioritizes it a lot

he wears jackets & hoodies a lot more since it does get a lil chilly from time to time

he’s watched through the actual show at least once, & has seen ‘the inquisition’ & seen what basically would’ve happened had he not succeeded in doing what he did. on one hand, he’s grateful he succeeded & he knows it was the better decision by a long shot, but he can’t help getting that guilty, doubting feeling bc man - what if that wasn’t the end? what if there was going to be a happier ending & now they’ll never experience it bc of what they did??

w/ that being said; the guilt rob feels is incredibly immense & he does contemplate just confessing & openly admitting that he’s the one who did it just so he can stop feeling bad. though, honestly, the only person he’d be willing to confess to is gumball

actually requiring things like food & water & sleep sucks & he hates it. dude prolly gets headaches everyday bc he forgot to do one of those three things

[ofglitches]

@blue-cat-blues

     Not a whole lot of Rob had been seen after the entire city had been switched from one world to another. He had decided to keep to himself a lot after the fact. Although he knew that no one actually knew that he was the real reason behind this predicament, he still couldn’t help but feel the same amount of guilt - especially since he was aware that a lot of residents had very unpleasant things to say about Evil. Guilt aside, though, he was dealing with more personal matters as well, such as feeling the full force of needing things like food & sleep - things that he’d long forgot about & had gotten used to not having. Losing them had been easy; gaining them back had definitely been a lot harder. &, yes, admittedly he had gone back to his usual routine of avoiding Gumball Watterson for as long as he could get away with until he was ready or until he was forced to encounter him again.      As it turns out, it was the latter.

     Rob had managed to snag a job at a repair shop a while back, which had been relatively easy (though, not surprising considering their most reliable employee had gone from a 23/7 worker to someone who worked normal, more manageable hours). He figured he’d need to start making some actual money if he could afford things like food & better clothes, & he aimed for a job that he knew would come easy to him. & it was easy - he mostly worked in the back where customers almost never saw him, which was pretty good for him.      & then, of course, the day the Wattersons needed a repair done in their home was also the day that the usual repair-gal that went outside the shop was taking her day off.      The teen could’ve said ‘no’ when his boss asked if he could go out & handle it. He probably should’ve. Buuut he was being offered a pretty penny for his trouble, & the shed he was staying in did need a little fixing...

     He gently sighed as he approached their front step, tool kit in hand. “Just fix the thing, & get out. No distractions - just do your job & go,” he mumbled under his breath to himself, only falling quiet once he was actually in front of the door. He raised his fist, hesitating for a moment, mentally reminding himself that he was just there to do a job & that’s it, swallowing his pride & rapping his knuckles against the door.

     “Repair guy,” he announced, before taking a step away from the door & waiting patiently.       Maybe I’ll get lucky, he thought. Maybe he’s not even home. Maybe he won’t even see me. Maybe he won’t even recognize me. Pause. ...I probably won’t be that lucky, he mentally added bitterly.