#cat villain reader

[hana-no-seiiki]

THE BETTER DAMIAN

“Beloved…”

Damian stared at you and then your new pet.

“Hm?”

You looked at him innocently. Eyes wide in anticipation of his following words.

“I enjoy your competitive spirit. I truly do.” He pinched the bridge of his nose.

How did you even get this thing? He had been keeping track of all your heists recently but never heard of you going to the zoo or anything.

Sometimes he wishes he agreed on Tim’s offer of 24/7 surveillance. Damn it. If only that didn’t mean his older brother got to see you in your bed/bathroom too.

“Get to the point, Wayne.”

“Maybe a panther is a bit too much?”

“You’re just jealous cause I’m spending more time with the better Damian.”

“That’s besides the point.”

“So you are jelly!”

“Yes. Yes I am.”

[frickingnerd]

love triangle with chat noir & claw noir

pairing: adrien agreste / chat noir x gn!reader x claw noir

tags: set during the paris special, romantic rivalry (chat vs. claw), flirting (cats with reader), lots of jealousy (both cats)

when ladybug and chat noir ended up in a universe different to their own, where they were villains called shadybug and claw noir, you ended up stumbling into that universe as well!

the first person you ran into there was claw noir, who was the obviously evil counterpart to chat noir

upon meeting you, claw noir seems to be head over heels for you! he might be a villain, but he has a bit of a soft side for you and immediately starts flirting!

and when chat noir sees the two of you together, with his evil doppelgänger being all over you, he HATES it!

chat noir feels super weird about seeing ‘himself’ flirt with you and he hates that the person he's jealous of is kind of himself…?

claw noir has an easier time to separate himself from chat noir! he doesn't think he has anything in common with chat, aside from his miraculous, their feelings for you and… well, their face! or whole body, really–

when flirting with you, claw noir is far more brash and suggestive, while chat noir stumbles over his words in comparison to claw!

but chat noir is always around you, to prevent claw noir to get the chance to flirt with you! he's very protective, as he doesn't trust claw noir at all, despite the two of them being the same person

claw noir and chat noir are both very jealous! that's another thing they have in common but hate to admit!

chat noir hates the idea that you could fall in love with a villain, while claw noir believes villains are more fun than those boring heroes!

they constantly try to find a moment alone with you, but are constantly crossing each other's plans!

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

there's just something about this sopping soggy specimen of an alien that makes me want to suck his dick-

[moodyvoid]

Yes, it’s another “Bnha AU where you and Touya were childhood best friends” post

Dabi comes to your house and while he’s lounging on your couch, your cat jumps up onto his lap and rolls into a ball, cozying up in Dabi’s warmth.

You smile to yourself and think, “The only other time I’ve seen her do that was when she was a kitten and sat on Touya—”

Then it hits you.

[cautiouslyyyoptimistic]

Desperately need a svsss/2ha crossover where it's all about Mo Ran and Shen Qingqiu as a silly little duo. Somehow, Shen Qingqiu incorrectly comes to the conclusion that Mo Ran is also a transmigrator after witnessing Mo Ran acting like he knows more than he should about certain things. This leads to Shen Qingqiu trying to Lowkey sus him out and get him to reveal he's a fellow transmigrator. All of this weirdness and strange interactions between the two lead Mo Ran to believe Shen Qingqiu is from *his* og timeline and it freaks him the fuck out, worried that shen qingqiu's gonna out him as a crazed tyrant in a past life. Misunderstandings and Shenanigans ensue.

Shen Qingqiu: "I know what you are (fellow transmigrator)!"

Mo Ran: "You do (Fellow time regressor/reincarnator)?"

[corvuskidd]

me: noooo! i will always side with the good guys! i wanna daydream about being besties w the autobots and hanging out at the base :)

that evil worm infecting my brain: but like… imagine being the cons’ favorite little pet around the nemesis…. like you always have to be on someone’s shoulder keeping them company bc the cons don’t care to watch where they step

or helping knockout fit in better by giving his vehicle mode a “driver” so he can race more often, or even just having to third wheel with kobd like yes pls

or secretly having wavewave wrapped around your finger bc they’re both big scary mechs who don’t care much for emotions but come on… you’re just so little and eager to help… it’s so charming…

starscream and megatron acting like they could care less about you and just using you to get back at the other somehow, but like… cmon they love having you around, you’re loyal as a dog to them, it fuels their egos a little too much LMAO

yeah the brainrot’s hitting a little too hard rn

[fandomnerd9602]

Felicia and Y/N make out on a couch in a high rise apartment

Felicia: you did well tonight, partner

Y/N: Fisk is gonna be so shocked when he gets out of prison

The two share a laugh…

Felicia: my spider

Y/N: my-

The door locks jiggle…

Felicia: I thought they weren’t supposed to get back for another week!

The two bolt out the window, Felicia holding on to her Spider piggyback style…

Fan Cast: Sydney Sweeney as Felicia Hardy/ Black Cat

[just-a-moray-eel]

I wanna be a human pet for the transformers bots and/or cons. Not even in a sexual or romantic way, I just wanna be cared for like a deeply beloved and spoiled cat. Getting pet and brushed, given pretty clothes, allowed to lounge and laze around all day, being offered treats and drinks regularly... let me be a human cat for my bots!

How I'd be living as a beloved human pet, unbothered about getting taken from earth.

[herunseenworlds]

1st quarter readings:

Futuristic violence and fancy suits by Jason Pargin - Insane ideas, interesting characters, violence and funny.

Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson - A sci-fi classic that is not my favorite.

The first cate in space ate pizza by Mac Barnett - Short and fun reading for a rainy afternoon.

Parable of the sower by Octavia Butler - An eerie fiction too close to reality. Everyone must read!

Binti by Nnedi Okorafor - Great flow, lovely character, just a bit too naive ending.

Wool by Hugh Howey - Loved every single chapter of this book.

Starter villain by John Scalzi - Cats that can communicate with humans, interesting twists and funny scenes.

The dispossessed by Ursula Le Guin - A bit slow, but then it hooks you and when you understand the title your brain explodes.

Merlin’s tour of the universe by Neil deGrasse Tyson - I like the idea of questions and answers but the selection could be better.

Have you read any of these?

[bellekawata-san]

𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍 (masterlist)

[Miraculous Reversed x Reader]

⚝pairing: Luka couffaine x Reader Villain

⚝summary:It was unexpected. In a moment of eternal loneliness, he came to your rescue, and through him, you finally escaped solitude. But did the loneliness truly leave you, or did it remain? Did someone fill the void, or did you fill it yourself?

⚝Info:This book mainly features Luka Couffaine x Reader, set in a parallel universe called Miraculous Reverse. Let me clarify a few things before you get confused.Chloe will not be turning good in this world; just a heads-up. Everything in this book is fictional and comes from my twisted imagination.So, everything used will be based on the information we got from the special.Additionally, all the songs I mention will be saved in a playlist on Spotify and YouTube, in case you want to check them out.

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[hana-no-seiiki]

Idk, I really can't think of anything good. Maybe some jealousy and possessiveness?

Or some fluff? The idea of ​​the two of them being on the roof of some building just-.

But I also find the idea of ​​Reader having a habit of entering into the Batboys' rooms tempting.

Do what you like the most,

YANDERE! DAMIAN WAYNE x CAT VILLAIN READER

“Hey~”

You sang as you laid on your side. The light from the dozens of candles you placed across Damian’s room subtly illuminated your form. Rose petals equally littered the area.

“You.” Damian cursed himself in his head. He was frozen to the ground. The tremble in his voice was something he could only pray for you to ignore.

“Mm, me.” You stuck your tongue out, licking some chocolate off of your fingers. “Welcome back home, Da~mie.”

“How did you get into my room?” Damian tried his best to appear threatening or even disapproving at the very least. Anything to hide his excitement.

“Alfred let me in.” You answered nonchalantly, patting the area in front of you as a beckoning gesture, “The cool old guy, not that little feisty one.”

Damian fought the urge to acquiesce to your whims and stood still. “I saw you. I saw you and Jason together last night.”

“Did you get a good view?” A small part of you felt bad that Damian saw you do the hanky panky with Jason, but it wasn’t your fault the man was so insatiable when it came to you.

“You used to date Dick, you regularly engage in filth with Todd, and Drake won’t stop talking about you it’s so obvious he’s smitten. Damn it, I know even father would let go off his morals for you even if he doesn’t show it. And yet you find the time to do all this. To be with me.” Damian took a step forward, anger finally allowing his nerves to thaw.

“To talk with me.” He took another step and another. Reminiscing of your rooftop trysts. The longing looks you two exchange when you fight. The way you made him laugh and smile. The way he felt so normal yet so excited to just be around you.

“To embrace me, to kiss me, to . . . make love to me.”

He remembered your first kiss. The one you two shared when you saved him from a powerful adversary that he admittedly was too distracted by thoughts of you to even fight back with the usual skill and levelheadedness that was drilled into him for almost two decades.

“Do you even love me? Or is it just physical attraction - lust - that you feel?” He stands in front of you and the bed.

You sat up, “Does it matter?” Your hands grabbed his, massaging small circles for a moment or two before you pulled him into your own form.

Damian closed his eyes, reveling in your warmth.

“No.”

It wouldn’t matter, whatever you do or whoever you see

because to him, only you are the one capable of consuming his heart and mind.

[enhaflixer]

sjy - Chasing Ghosts - TEASER

a Criminal!Jake x Detective!Reader SEXY crime thriller

NOW POSTED HEREEEE!

🔹 SYNOPSIS: You spent years chasing Specter, the most elusive criminal the force has ever encountered. But every near miss, every failed case, every lead that went cold—it was never just bad luck. It was orchestrated. Because the real traitor wasn’t the man you were hunting. It was the one standing right beside you. 

🔹 WC: ~14.7K (full-length fic, completed)

🔹 TAGS: crime thriller, enemies to reluctant allies to lovers, morally gray!Jake, found family, betrayal & redemption, slow burn to inferno, high stakes, forced proximity, heavy angst with a soft landing, house on the hill trope, HEA, High stakes

🔹 RELEASE DATE: WHNV YALL WANT AYYYYYY

🔹 WARNINGS: violence, corruption, deception, heavy themes of betrayal & loss, morally ambiguous decisions, explicit language, slow descent into trust issues hell, eventual comfort but only after suffering, guns, sexual content MDNI, f! receiving.

🔹 TAGLIST: OPEN!

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⏳ Somewhere in the city, a chase was already in motion. But here, it was just the two of you—waiting for who would make the first move.

The lounge was dimly lit, the golden glow from the overhead chandeliers casting deep shadows against the walls. The air was thick with the scent of whiskey and expensive perfume, a low hum of conversation filling the space as people slipped into quiet corners, murmuring over half-finished drinks.

But none of that mattered.

Because across the room, he was watching you.

Jake sat casually at the bar, one arm draped along the back of the leather stool, a glass of something dark and amber in front of him. He looked too at ease, the kind of effortless calm that came with knowing exactly how much control you had over a situation.

And right now?

He had all of it.

Your fingers curled around your own glass, untouched. You weren’t supposed to be here. This wasn’t part of the mission. You should have already been gone, moving onto the next lead, following the trail of evidence that was supposed to bring you closer to Specter.

But for some reason, you weren’t leaving.

For some reason, you were still here.

A slow smirk tugged at the corner of Jake’s lips, and before you could second-guess yourself, he lifted his glass in a silent toast.

Cocky bastard.

Your grip tightened slightly. You had been chasing him for so long that it was unnatural to see him like this. Not a shadow slipping through alleyways, not a whisper at the scene of a crime.

Here, he wasn’t a ghost.

Here, he was just a man.

And that was dangerous.

Jake tilted his head slightly, an unspoken challenge lingering in his gaze. You’re already here. You might as well come say hello.

Your body moved before your brain could catch up, legs carrying you across the lounge with a steady confidence that didn’t match the pulse pounding in your throat. Every step felt deliberate, like walking across a tightrope with no safety net beneath you.

By the time you reached him, Jake was already setting his drink down, his smirk widening just slightly.

"Didn’t think you’d actually come," he mused, his voice smooth, easy—too familiar, like you had known him for years instead of knowing him as the man you were supposed to arrest.

Your nails dug into the palm of your hand. "I thought I’d see what kind of lies you’d tell me to my face."

Jake chuckled, shaking his head slightly as he reached for his glass again. "Lies? No, sweetheart." He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice just enough that it sent something sharp down your spine. "I only ever tell you the truth."

Liar.

And yet—

You stayed.

The city outside pulsed with movement, a chase still happening somewhere beneath the skyline. But here, in the quiet hum of the lounge, in the space between words neither of you were saying—

It was just the two of you.

Waiting.

Watching.

Seeing who would make the first move.

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[badcaninecemetery]

[a list of overhaul headcanons that i've been obsessed with + soft x reader imagines]

he's kind of low-energy, so i imagine a lot of his hobbies would be similar.

given his physique, he'd probably enjoy working out, exercise, and/or yoga. he'd listen to documentaries about scientific discoveries while doing the mindless and repetitive movements. he'd intently watch a creative recreation of the discovery of tiktaalik and then forget he'd been cycling for over an hour.

i definitely think he'd be into reading too. typically he reads autobiographical nonfiction, but i'm sure he could be swayed into more literary nonfiction. he'd also read academic/scholarly journals/publications. he'd spend hours reading and reading.

playing strategic/mentally stimulating board/card games would interest him too. it's to keep his wits sharp, and perhaps hone in his poker face more and more. he probably did this a lot when he was younger, but then it became a hobby so he just does it to keep his brain thinking.

he'd also be into things like wine making or custom metal work, something that he can build and create. chemistry is something he really would enjoy, and there are endless possibilities there. he probably brewed beer and things like that when he was younger to earn pocket money and get himself further out there, but it stuck around too.

along those lines, he spends a lot of his time studying and working on his technical skills. he has many things he has to practice and learn, and i don't think his hunger for knowledge is satiable. he'd dedicate time for learning languages that might help him one day. science and math become some of his favorite things to do to pass the time—it's like doing crossword puzzles to him.

when he was really little, i think he probably tinkered with model kits. he's a little too shy to show those off though, but they're still hidden away in a closet just in case he ever wants to attempt them once more.

—

imagine kai tells you that he has a surprise for you, so he leads you into the living room and reveals with a gesture a board game. his eyes are crinkled around the edges, so you know there's a smile underneath that mask of his. you'd play with him, only for him to obliterate you every. single. time. it's typically chess because he teases you that it's your skill level—and you should be glad he didn't pull out the checkers board (or worse, go fish).

imagine watching him fiddle around with experiments. he shows you the elephant toothpaste one and you both would watch in horror whenever it starts exploding out more than it was supposed to. whenever you ask what happened, kai admits that perhaps he shouldn't have been focusing on your reactions as much. but whenever he's not doing anything in particular for you (and he totally doesn't do those things to impress you), the two of you just parallel play in the same room. he's busy, writing notes down in that doctor's scrawl of his and staring down intently through his bulky jewelers loupes; while you're relaxing on the other side of the room, perhaps doing something quiet and easy like drawing, or knitting, or writing, or researching.

imagine soft jazz in the background during these things. kai slowly turns to face you with a hard stare whenever you start playing your mix of sad jazz. he shakes his head softly, telling you he's not going to examine the medicinal samples in his petri dishes to billie holiday's "the man i love" (which makes him shift from foot to foot awkwardly because of the lyrics). a sly grin starts to stretch across your face as you switch it to old german jazz (the kind that plays in those 1930s men's fashion instagram reels), and you start doing a little dance towards him, shaking your hips and shimmying. kai's eyes are wide, but he's unable to not succumb whenever you lightly grasp his hands and loosely swing his arms back and forth (he's imploding internally).

imagine making him a rap, rock rap, and/or nu metal playlist. it's sometimes heavy and emotional or bitter, and sometimes it's nice for him to lean back and grimace at the ceiling whenever he listens to the words. so you hook up your phone to a speaker, then hit shuffle. his head is leaned against the back of the couch, eyes closed while the playlist cycles through. one second cypress hill is playing, the next it's eminem's fack. kai's face contorts into dissatisfaction before his eyes open and he pointedly looks at you, but you just snicker and say it's like a game of russian roulette. i wonder just how many times this song is hidden in this playlist? kai just sighs in acceptance.

imagine kai gushing to you (in a definitely calm and composed manner) about some or the nonfiction/journals he reads, or documentaries he's watched. sometimes he'll throw a word out there that you don't know, but he's very willing to explain what it means. he's brief and precise whenever he elaborates the information, and he'll offer to let you read/watch the materials too. you'd definitely sit down and read/watch it (even if it doesn't particularly interest you, but you know kai enjoys it).

imagine the two of you getting into stuff to do together like reading theory (you wouldn't stop jokingly spamming links to the communist manifesto and industrial society and its future at three a.m. in the morning—but then you both dipped in émile durkheim and kai was immediately enthralled). or doing something like learning animal taxonomy (you wouldn't stop calling the centipedes little lovers). or something simple like drinking coffee (or whatever you'd prefer at that moment) in public and people watching.

so many little things to pass the time, just brief smiles and witty glances behind coffee steam.

[fandomnerd9602]

Can we get Felicia Hardy/Black Cat telling Y/N/Spider-Man that she's pregnant?

Y/N lands on Felicia’s apartment rooftop…

Y/N: what’s wrong?

Felicia slinks to Y/N with a sway in her hips…

Felicia: oh my amazing spider

She wraps Y/N in her arms…

Felicia: you caught me in your web

She playfully slaps his chest with a positive pregnancy test…

Felicia: and we hit the jackpot

Y/N: what?! Really?!

Felicia nods and giggles as Y/N picks her up and spins her around…

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Shen Qingqiu from The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System (SVSSS)

Gender Identity: transmasc / FTM

Canon Pronouns: he/him

Submission:

he invented xianxia panty liners also he was literally obsessed with a stallion novel that was supposed to be like. be a power fantasy about a cool strong man. I'm not saying he liked pidw I'm just saying he did make the choice to read a stallion novel and was obsessed with Luo Binghe. Sometimes gay thoughts can also be gender envy. SVSSS also looks a lot at like. masculinity and its performance and perception in a way that really slaps if you, like me, think Shen Qingqiu is the Worstest trans guy ever of all time. I'd like to be clear that he is not good representation. He is literally the most dogshit rep. He's homophobic and gay hes transphobic and trans hes the most insufferable trans person youve ever met. He's probably definitely a transmed. Instead of medical transition, sqq got that transmigration transition, and he is absolutely has a weird ass superiority complex about it. also he's a TRANSmigrator its literally right there in the name. Do u see my vision.

Wu Xi from Lord Seventh: Qi Ye

Canon Pronouns: he/him

Gender Identity: Transmasc / FTM

Submission: I just think he's neat

Xie Lian from Heaven Official’s Blessing (TGCF)

Canon Pronouns: he/him

Gender Identity: Transmasc / FTM

Submission: He's been trans in my head for so long that it's just kind of part of his character now.

Ye Wangxi from The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

No propaganda prepared

Yoo Joonghyuk from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint

No transmasc propaganda (originally submitted as transfem)

[bellekawata-san]

𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍 :

EP.01

"— Do you really think I care?! You're still the same!

— Don't try to play the victim! Do you think I enjoy putting up with your face, you damn bastard?!"

The shouts of an argument woke you up, as usual, your parents were fighting about something you didn't care to know. You had long given up on wanting to find out. Pulling your phone off the charger, you checked the time. You had woken up early, as always, with some time before you needed to go to school again.With a mix of anguish and anger, you got out of bed, glancing around the large room obscured by black curtains, allowing only a sliver of light to pass through the fabric.

—"And now I'm the one to blame?! If I could, I would have left this shitty house!! Far away from you!!"

—"Then go! Go away, you selfish piece of crap!"

—"I'm not leaving because of our daughter, you idiot! The only thing keeping me in this mess!!!"

As always, your name was mentioned. You've long since stopped caring. It was always the same; she said she would leave, but never did.After getting dressed, you glanced at the bed and saw Sass emerging from under the covers. Walking slowly over to him, you placed your hand beside the kwami, allowing him to climb on.

"They're fighting again," you commented as you looked at the kwami. Sass began to float and hid in your hair. Grabbing your headphones, you selected a song and turned up the volume before heading towards the argument.

Descending the white hallway and stairs, you walked to the living room, heading towards the dining room. You stepped over a broken vase on the floor that your parents had just thrown.

—"Why don't you just disappear right now, you contemptible little piece of shit!"

—"The only one who should disappear here is you! You fucking whore!"

You walk past your parents in the living room, entering the dining room and immediately sitting down. You observe the quiet butler placing your breakfast of fried eggs and pastries on the table. Taking advantage of your parents being too busy arguing and the butler being away from the room, you sneakily grab a piece of egg and place it on your lap. With sass, you sit quietly and eat while also having your breakfast.

Leaving home, you finally sighed, the ominously reddish sky a constant presence in everyday life. Looking out of the limousine window, you once again wished you were in a better place.

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