#can you tell im a cat person? :')

[faunandfloraas]

[occasional-yan-stuff]

Pairing: Yandere!dog boy X reader X yandere!cat boy

Details: Gn!reader, love triangle, animal like behavior, Kemonomimi

warnings: obsessive behavior, violence, threats, possessive

Yandere dog and cat boys who are fighting over you constantly. When you're in the room they just grit their teeth and bare it to keep you happy but the second you step out they're at each other's throats. They both wish they didn't have to deal with the other but they both just love you so much. Neither can stand to be apart from you.

The cat boy nuzzles up against you and purrs as he smirks at the dog boy who is staring at you from behind. The dog boy leaps on you as soon as he gets home as the cat boy scoffs at him, although secretly, deep down, he wishes he was shameless enough to do it too. You're always getting little gifts from your cat boy, from roses, to jewelry, to... pictures of you? Those tend to get stolen by the dog boy who puts them in his secret place, so naturally the cat boy needs to give you more.

The dog boy loves it when you feed him. It shows him that you care about him and he thinks its cute. Being cute for you is his favorite thing. On the other hand, the cat boy prefers to be the one feeding you. He usually cooks dinner as well and always pays for dates. Providing for you gives him a sense of purpose and he loves to see you dependent on him.

God forbid either of them sees anyone take an interest in you. The dog boy will have an eye on them 24/7 threatening them on the internet and even in the real world until they get out of your life. Similar sentiments are held by the cat boy but he doesn't stop at just threats. To start with, he'll begin to leave dead animals on their door step, but if that's not enough he'll take it to the next level. He has a knife collection and he's not afraid to use it to make people wish they were never born (or worse). If he's in a really bad mood he'll even break out his brass knuckles and use them to beat the person to a pulp. When the job is done he'll usually bring you one of his trophies as a gift. Some of their blood, one of their teeth, even a picture of what he's done to them. "They won't bother you anymore" hell whisper tenderly into your ear. The only reason he hasn't done anything about the dog boy yet is because he knows that if he did, you would cry.

Luxurious dates and fancy restaurants are the name of the game when it comes to the cat boy. He thinks you look stunning in formal ware and loves to hold you close while you dance. For the dog boy that sort of stuff is boring as sin and he would much rather take you on an adventure! He loves to go tho the park with you, or explorer parts of town you've never been to, or drag you out to the arcade, or just stay home and play games. His dates are hardly ever planned, but no matter what you're doing expect mountains of kisses and constant reminders of how much he loves you. Whenever you win a game he'll playfully say it's because he let you but usually it's just because the only thing he ever does is button mashes.

While the cat boy can sometimes seem distant and aloof, the dog boy is in need of constant affirmation. He's always asking if you still love him and if you still think he's cute. Begging for pats on the head and snuggles seems to be his favorite hobby. Sometimes he says he can't live without your warmth.

[strawberrykidneystone]

the normandy cat

-yk how pirate ships had cats on them to eat mice and stuff? yeah the normandy definitely had a cat on it in ME3

-she’s a grey-striped tabby with one eye missing, so shepard named her winky

-she kinda just wandered on one day and never left

-she gets in the tunnels and airways all the time and edi tracks her movement

-she's usually in the shuttle bay and wacks at the robot dog (sorry kei-9)

-vega and cortez keep her food and water filled at all times (they get her the good wet food and put ice cubes in her water)

-vega insisted he was more of a dog person, but was immediately found with winky crawling all over his shoulders and using him as a living jungle gym with vega laughing like a little schoolboy

-cortez had to start doing "winky checks" because she has snuck onto the kodiak during take-off on more than one occasion

-becomes the ship-wide ESA

-garrus trims her claws whenever he trims his own talons

-tali can frequently be found holding her and baby talking to her, telling her how cute and fluffy she is, 10000x worse when she's drunk

-when grissom academy was saved, the teens had a FIELD DAY playing with her and using their biotics to float her in the air (don't worry she enjoyed it, they also made some of her bird toys fly for her to "hunt")

-shepard usually holed up in her room to read reports, but now she can frequently be found on the couch in the common area with winky purring away on her lap

-liara softly scolds the cat when she tries to attack glyph but it's never serious, she enjoys the cat jumping around as a distraction every so often

-kaidan is such a cat dad, he hand sews her a little N7 vest and makes her an eyepatch too

-ashley is very neutral about the cat, she never calls her by her name but never pushes the cat away when she curls up next to her

-traynor is less than pleased about having a cat on board and has to invest in antihistamines like no bodies business, but she sees how happy she makes the crew and that's enough for her

-the cat almost made them crash one time when she jumped up on the normandy consul so joker is not a huge fan "keep her out of the cockpit shepard!"

-edi likes the cat, at least she thinks she does. she definitely seems to like her.

-javik doesn't get the appeal, but does enjoy the feeling of her fur so he tolerates her near him

[vanweezer]

sketchbook dump

[targarrus]

in the end, it was igor's fault. completely and a hundred percent.

[stuffedsand]

innocent voting kazui every day is not enough i need a gun

[crykea]

I don't rlly trust those ppl who wholeheartedly believe that cats r better than dogs or you can trust cat people more because "cats have boundaries and you know who will respect boundaries if they like cats" because that just proves to me you Don't respect dogs boundaries lol

[enhanced-operatives-division]

Points at you. 10 and/or 11 for starstruck?

Two starstruck asks,,,,,,joy of joys,,

Part of an ask game linked here.

#10. What's an au you have for them?

Since them meeting at all is technically an AU i have 3 different ways that they do meet up. There's the one where Juniper ends up with the agency/adjacent to and ends up working with Reggie (have written a fic with this). The next one is Juniper surviving but basically going stealth and living as normal of a life as he can and ending up meeting Reggie through chance (most recent fic I've written). And then there's my personal favourite where Reginald "You're lucky my tracking skills are still up to snuff" Crane keeping himself busy after Phoenix was MIA and finding Juniper still alive (fic I want to write but haven't started mainly because it may end up multi chapter).

In terms of more AU canon bending taking them and putting them in a completely unrelated situation...I have a guilty pleasure Warrior Cats AU for IEYTD in general. Both JJ and Reggie have perfect warrior cats suffixes in their names already (Juniper and Crane) so they're called Junipersong (charcoal bengal) and Craneflight (tabby Norwegian forest cat). It's very silly but the amount of scenes I have in my mind for it...good lord...

#11. How was their first kiss like?

Augh my friend Imp wrote an absolutely excellent fic about it (tragically in the realm of unfinished Google docs) and I'm shaking their hand about it so hard. Basically Juniper kissing Reggie but he like wasn't ready/fully expecting it and Juniper absolutely panicking because he thinks he's misread every interaction between them both since they got closer. The second one is much sweeter though,,

[waywardsalt]

id greatly appreciate if you guys had any asks def going to have time to answer them in a few hours

[faunandfloraas]

Jeongin having almost no votes on that poll makes sense to me, not because I think he'd do particularly bad but because I'm utterly certain if he ended up stranded with one of us he'd just up and leave and I wouldn't blame him

[litlunacy]

The world is ending, but Nym always has time to stop and pet the Creatures™

[glamourooze]

I took this photo of my boy, Miguel, this morning at 6:45am. I knew this would be the last morning I would have waking up with him. He has always slept in my bed and I have always woken up to him nearby. Every single day for the past 15 years and 9 months. And now I have to go to sleep without him near my face or on my back. Not even under my blankets with me. And I will wake up without him. No weight on my legs or meowing for breakfast.

I mostly fear that moment tomorrow morning when I first wake up and I still believe he is here. It’s going to hurt. It’s going to hurt so fucking much because in that moment I will be happy again. But it will come and go so fast. I almost want to believe that maybe if I do believe strongly enough, if I can trick myself enough into truly believing he is still here and just in the other room, then maybe the universe will realize its mistake. ‘That person believes their cat is still alive so it must be true! We must have made a mistake!’ And the universe will plop Miguel back into my arms, healthy and alive and purring. I wish it worked like that.

I miss him so much. And the thing is, I’ve been missing him. He’s been a little down for a while now. But it got worse around September 15th and by the 20th, he wasn’t eating and was stumbling around. Falling and getting cold. I was so fucking scared. I cried into his fur, telling him over and over “I’m not ready. Please don’t break my heart. I’m not ready.”

We got him to a vet and he was extremely anemic. They could barely draw blood. But all the tests came back negative. The only thing they couldn’t test for at the time was cancer. They gave him a bunch of medicine and we took him home. We bought him joint meds and iron supplements and senior cat food and treats. Some high calorie snacks to help him gain weight. And he was better for a while. He finally ate some kibble! Which he hadn’t eaten in years. He had completely switched to wet food.

So Miguel was eating kibble and drinking water and taking his meds and doing good. He got to see my daughter turn 9 years old. He got to see my sister’s kids one last time. Because they had recently moved away but unexpectedly dropped by just a few days ago. But this past week he got bad again. Doing the same stuff he was before. Not eating. Drinking lots of water. And, I failed to mention, but while he was eating and ‘getting better’ he was having trouble with leaking poop.

It was hard but this whole week, and really the whole extra month we had with him, I’ve been thinking real hard on his whole situation.

Love hurts. It fucking hurts. Because all love comes with suffering. I must suffer because I love him and I didn’t want to force him to stay alive just to avoid the pain of being without him. So I made the choice today, after having him by my side all last night, to euthanize him.

I had him stay in my bed one last time. I didn’t care if he made the bed messy. I have a washing machine. I just needed him to know that I love him and that I was going to take care of him. And I think he knew. He kept rubbing his head against me and I petted him all night. Talked to him. Told him everything that was on my mind and how I’m still not ready, not 100 percent ready, but no one ever is and I wasn’t going to have him go another day and night with an empty belly, falling down everywhere. I thanked him for the extra month. That it really helped me get ready. And that he can go play with Molly now. (My daughter’s kitten that died back in January of this year)

I made him a sweater. Hand knitted it. He always loved wearing clothes. It was a beautiful, warm day. A perfect last day. Miguel’s last meal was on Friday. It was a pork street taco for our local Mexican restaurant. I always get the pork ones on Friday because they are on sale. I always order an extra one for him. I’m glad he got to eat that. That he had the energy to eat that day. The extra month I had him, he got to eat all of his favorite foods. Spaghetti, pork tacos, turkey, pepperoni, bacon, ham. My boy loved ham. And anytime we ordered a bacon cheeseburger he would come over, begging for a bit of bacon. His favorite snack was pepperoni slices. Second favorite snack was strips of ham or turkey lunch meat.

I’m going to share some pictures of my boy now.

And I apologize for this long, sad post. Especially since I haven’t been around Tumblr for a long while. I’ve been with him. My boy. My Miguel.

[our-lady-of-mcr]

everytime i think im done ranting i remember something else LMFAO this one is extra long i hit tag limit god mf damn

[mangosmoothiepussyv3]

i luv how i cant be normal abt texting my bf good morning texts (well more like good afternoon texts he works nights)

im constantly texting some shit like "sniff sniff sniff sniffsniff licks you"

[sleepy-hyperfixations]

do you have any pets??

i have three cats and one dog. Binx, Salem, kitty kitty (don't ask), and Ivar the dog

[orcelito]

Having lost my cat, my uncle, my great grandmother, my grandma's best friend (& one of the people who helped raise me), AND my dad all within the span of 9 months,

I have little sympathy for people who use deaths as an excuse to be an asshole. I get it, it sucks. Get the fuck over it. Your grief is not an excuse to treat others like shit. What the fuck.