#cathumans

[cathumanwarriors]

Warrior of the Day: Whitewing

So Whitewing is like this super mom of a character. She's described as this pure un-corruptible pure goodness by Lionblaze and her daughters have a great relationship with her.

But I also like the idea of taking this concept and magnifying it. Whitewing is too good for this world, and she must meet the expectations of everyone who says she is perfect. When she can't meet these standards, she feels like a failure. So she subconsciously pushes onto her children that they must perform to high standards as well. With Dovepaw and her powers, it's the knowledge if she messes up, there are lives at stake. And with Ivypaw, it's a cruel reminder that she can't be.

And the reason why she has this mindset is because she believes it is her fault she had a difficult pregnancy and almost died along with her daughters. Whitewing has to learn and understand that her trauma is not her fault and that her mindset has been shaped by the world around her that punishes women for anything less than perfect. And that she is hurting her daughters by trying to be this paragon.

Name: Angela Victoria Winters

Description: Whitewing has a small, dense, compact, muscular frame with broad shoulders and a round face. She has fair skin with neutral undertones and large ears. She has soft, snowy-white, back length hair with neatly trimmed bangs, and round, dark green eyes.

Headcanons: 

The name Angela is a surface level nod to Lionblaze’s thoughts about Whitewing and whether she would train in the Dark Forest or not. “Whitewing? Never. Just…never.” 

She had a very difficult pregnancy with Dovewing and Ivypool, and almost didn’t pull through. What she thought was going to be a single child lasted for over 18 hours with the reveal of a twin — Ivypool. 

Born in 1939, she was a teenager of the 50s, and was heavily influenced by conservative values of the time. As a result, she struggles with going against public opinion and has to revalue the way she thinks about things, such as her daughters being pansexual and bisexual respectively. While Clan values do not condemn homosexuality, the attitudes of the time did, and Whitewing is someone who strongly adheres to rules and tradition as a means of making sense of the world. 

She was a pilot from 1990 to 2090, retiring after the events of The Broken Code. As a result she would be gone for weeks at a time during Omen of the Stars, which in-universe explains her absence in the story. She felt horribly guilty after The Last Hope that she was gone while her daughters struggled so much. She felt like she failed them as a mother.

And Dovewing's Silence is partly about Dovewing coming to terms with how her mother had hurt her despite not being malicious, and Whitewing coming to terms with her own trauma and unlearning these bad habits. There isn't a complete resolution, but there is catharsis for Dovewing and Whitewing is able to start her journey in letting go of her need for control as a trauma response.

Also after the events of TLH, she and Birchfall divorced over him training with the Place of No Stars. They are on good terms, but both feel they cannot be the same family they once were and cannot reconcile their feelings about what happened with each other.

[purgemarchlockdown]

I was looking up More Cat Facts because I was writing Cat Amane Momose nonsense and uh: Did you guys know garlic, onions and chives are incredibly toxic to cats?

I knew this fact when it came to dogs but not cats. What they basically do is Break Down The Red Blood Cells which causes Anemia. Very Dangerous and Not Good.

This probably won't be relevant since like...Milgram has not mentioned onions and they like, could of snuck it into Triage and made me go insane about how Shidou and Amane interact, but if they ever do mention it in the future I might explode.

[rkzetto]

The best Cat in town !

[rain-moon-music-design]

Stylish cat in a yellow hoodie, Swag! 😀 I did my best! Please check the link in the profile. 😍 #hiphop #hoodiess #cathuman #catlove #rap #yellowcat #retro #streetwear https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn4eG34PLgb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[niko-aspin]

I remember that your Love!AU Wizard can make order potion right? So i just thinking that he make Cat Potion and Y/N drink it --- + I just want to draw heartstealer promise with Y/N that he will help Y/N but---

At least Y/N didn't destroy his Bedroom-

Ps. I'm drawing on phone- / my Grammar and Eng so bad -

• haha pretty fun idea

• become catgirl! ..or catboy?

• cathuman

• catman

(I'M A SCATMAN—)

[we-are-other]

hello. i am a cat. a hucat/cathuman if you will. i'm a human descended from felids rather than primates. i love who i am, the only thing i wish to change is the way others see my form. if i could be seen as a fully autonomous cat to everyone i meet i would. if i could get tattoos to make my face more catlike , prosthetic ears, a tail, & whiskers, i would. unfortunately, it's not in the cards for me living in the red state that i do. i beg of you, those who live in safe areas to do so, wear your tails and your ears. be open, be loud, be proud. we're here and we always have been. we are animals, but we are also people*. i long for a day that me and folk like me can b safely open about our nonhuman/alterhuman identities. the only way to make this a reality is by making them aware, and letting them know we arent a threat. we are just creatures trying to live our lives alongside everyone else. trying to get by while also being true to ourselves... ( goodness thiswas a wordvomit sorey im drunk as hell ) - cyrus , it/he , 19

We are other

[j-restlessgeek]

Hiii :3

Your cat!Jure ask made think and now I'm having so many Thoughts™ sooooo, imagine this:

Bojan is a doghuman (a golden retriever puppy if you may) the same way you said Jure was a cathuman. They both have some dog/cat features even in their human forms, but they can hide it really well unless there's some really strong emotions that make them pop up, and they can turn into their full animal form whenever they want.

Even if they're very good at hiding their animal features, it still takes a bit of energy and concentration to do so, so when it's just them and the boys (who are probably the only ones who know about it), they can finally fully relax and let their ears and tails pop up.

And you just can't tell me Bojan's tail wouldn't be wagging all the time from how happy he is. I can see they guys teasing him about it all the time, like when he gets mad for whatever reason and they apologize to him and give him so head scratches; he pretends to still be mad about it and he goes "you're not going to get me to forgive you just with some pets 😠" "you sure, pup? you're tail is wagging like crazy 😏" "oh shut UP"

(He also gets the zoomies from time to time of course agsjsbsj)

I think they would both LOVE turning into their animal forms to cuddle and take a little nap together. They all find it so funny that Bojan is somehow bigger than Jure when he's a dog, but despite the teasing, Jure loves getting to cuddle with him and it makes him feel so warm and safe. And he knows Bojan will always have his little 5pm nap, so cuddles will always be assured :3.

Whenever they meet up at Jan's, Jure will turn into a cat more than half the time to play with Igor and catch up with him. Igor tells him a lot of stuff - he's actually a really interesting cat, Janči - and then Jure can tell the guys what he said.

That's also why it took Igor a little more time warm up to Bojan because, even in his human form, he still smells like a dog (it's not perceptible to the human senses, but it is to the cat's), but he does eventually and they now all get along pretty well and he joins the cuddles during nap time sometimes 🥰.

I like to think Bojan was one of the first people to meet Pino when Nace brought him home and they immediately warmed up to each other. Sometimes Nace takes both of them on a walk so they can have some quality time together as well, and when they get back home Bojan returns to his human form and tells Nace all the good things Pino says about him – and Nace has probably cried a few times hearing just how much his beautiful puppy loves him 🥹💕

Also, they would definitely love going on little adventures with the band, going on a hike and being surrounded by nature so they can run around freely and have fun together (even more if Igor and Pino join them as well of course). The rest of the guys would have to keep an eye on them so they don't get lost or hurt themselves, but it's definitely worth it to see how much fun they have together <3

(wow you really got my mind going crazy omg 🫣)

Omg omg MAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCAAAAAAA

AaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Omg omg omg omg, dog bojan 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹awwwwwwwwwwwwww omg the idea of Bojan trying to look angry but his traitorous tail is wagging behind him 😂😂😂😂😂😂.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

Omg this is sooooo freaking cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute, omg jure and bojan being Igor and Pino's translators 😭😭😭😭😭 thats so sweet 💛💛💛💛💛💛.

Awwwwwwwwww jure cuddling close to sleeping Bojan, snuggling into the long soft fur, maybe he even purrs. 👀👀👀😻😻😻😻😻

The question is if Nace or one of the others would throw a ball, would Bojan go fetch it? 👀👀👀👀👀👀

💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

[c0mmander-rudboys]

Also

You made it look liek I have a long and fluffy tail >w<

//I like giving cathumans long fluffy tails

[a-cat-called-fish]

mrrrrp ~ ! i'm mackerel / fish :D i'm an adult black mackerel tabby tomcat , as well as being cat circukin & feline cladokith . i'm a cathuman , which is essentially what you're thinking of , but leaning more into the cat anatomy , not just a human with cat ears & a tail . i have whiskers , fangs , & a cattish mouth ( hard to describe ) . i have other kin aswell , but all are viewed through the lense of being a cat . i use the words cat , human , & cathuman ( occasionally shortened to hucat ) interchangeably to refer to myself . i might edit this later idk , mya !

[bubastus]

AoD Pharaohs character 2

Bubastus Cawo LuxorKaMonRa

My Past life Upgraded to Cathuman

Bubastus The Cat

[cathumanwarriors]

Ivypool and the subversion of what it means to be "strong"

Ivypool in this AU is very very different from what people normally see her as, even in the books proper. She's often drawn as buff and muscular, with sharp eyes and the taller of her and Dovewing.

So it's probably jarring to read that I don't see Ivypool like that. In my head, she is small, slight, muscular yes, but with no real strength. She is round-faced and looks a little childish, with downward tapering eyes that make her look sleepy more than anything. She is also very pale with dark circles under her eyes.

This very distinct image has persisted for over a decade now, and I wanted to delve a little bit into my reasonings for seeing her this way, and the story I'd want to tell with her character.

While I like Ivypool and her arc in OotS, I think at times it was directionless and we have a more nostalgic idea of the books than when we actually read them. There was a story there hidden about discovering what true strength was, and what Ivypool wanted most in life. I liked she was awful to her sister as an apprentice, and I liked that she behaved immaturely and didn't consider her sister's feelings because she felt so inferior. But I wanted this to have direction and thematic parallels that tie the sisters together.

Which is why Ivypool in this AU is albino. She has a myriad of vision and health problems, and her growth is stunted by all the energy she has to extend to dealing with multiple health issues. And to top it off, she almost died during her birth. Whitewing had a very difficult pregnancy where they were only expecting one child, not twins. And while Whitewing loved her children dearly, she did have to treat them differently because of their conditions. Ivykit could not do everything Dovekit could, and Dovekit saw and experienced things Ivykit could not experience. It's a prime situation for resentment to form, and that resentment be turned into malice.

So it's more complex than simple jealousy Dovepaw gets to do stuff she can't, because there is a layer of truth to it. Both girls are in situations where they are being separated and unable to communicate with each other about how they feel. And Ivypaw cannot grasp that Dovepaw has her own struggles and frustrations because she's been set up to be a perfect paragon or the Clans explode. There is a distance between them that they cannot reach.

So this is where that idea of "finding true strength" comes into play. Ivypaw believes if she were stronger, if she were "better" she wouldn't be looked down upon. And a developing teenager can easily be manipulated, especially when their feelings are validated and they are told what they want to hear.

Ivypool isn't strong, so she believes if she trains hard enough with Hawkfrost, she can attain that strength. It's the exact same internalized concept that only the competent succeed in life. She doesn't have high muscle density, and she's not tall or has broad shoulders, so she has to compensate. She uses speed and reflexes instead, a high battle IQ that can adapt quickly to a situation. She is so formidable a fighter because she is in perfect tune with her body and its limitations.

But it's only after she attains that strength does she realize it comes with a price. She realizes she's been manipulated, and might be part of a death cult now.

So she starts risking her life every night to "atone", she believes, out of her own guilt. Dangerous, self-destructive behavior because she has "lost" what purpose was driving her. She realizes she's been unfair to her sister, but cannot process that emotionally in a healthy manner.

It's not until TFW, when she is able to speak to someone who has also spiraled, who also feels guilt for what they've done that she is able to find true purpose and what drives her to keep going. It's compassion.

She is strongest when she can protect the next generation so they can grow and become strong. Her natural inclination is not cold rage and apathy; that is a coping mechanism brought on by the trauma of the Dark Forest. She is naturally a protector and defender. That is what her warrior name, Alexis, means. "Defending men."

So the strength she was looking for all that time was the strength to be kind to herself. It was only then she could unlock her full potential and surpass her limitations.

[teecupangel]

From @thedragonqueen1998

Oh, Desmond will change his tune soon enough. 😈

Oh, he absolutely would. There is no escaping the horniness of a sexually active and sexually curious 21st century man XD

From @pyruskieth

At least he isn't leaving dead animals as gifts for Desmond to find (or cathuman corpses for that matter), right? *Sweats nervously*

“Desmond wouldn’t let me mate him.”

“I thought you said he loves you?”

“He does but… he wouldn’t let me put my-”

“I get it what you mean, Altaïr.” Malik rubbed the bridge of his nose, “Perhaps you did something wrong.”

Altaïr glared at him quietly.

“If you courted him properly then maybe it was the night-” Malik stopped when he saw the way Altaïr froze ever so slightly. Malik narrowed his eyes as he asked, “You have courted him, yes?”

Malik got his answer as he watched Altaïr quickly leave his room without even saying goodbye.

The following day, he heard that one of the idiots who dared tried to scam Desmond out of his entire savings and ran away a week ago had been left at Desmond’s door, dead and presented quite cleanly just outside.

Malik rubbed the bridge of his nose.

This was not his fault.

This was absolutely not his fault.

ok im not THE “catboy nonny” but ive got an idea. reverse au: desmond goes back in time and ends up with altair but everyone in this universe is a catboy EXCEPT him

It would be funny if Desmond was looking at catboy/catgirl pictures during one of his breaks while in the Grand Temple and, now, he believes that he cursed himself with this strange… afterlife? Another world?

Either way, he has no idea why he was now in a world of cat people.

Altaïr with cat ears and tail (and claws) is actually pretty cute.

But Robert de Sablé???

AL MUALIM???

Desmond has no idea what the fuck was happening but those were definitely not images he would have liked to see at any given moment of his life.

Altaïr was actually the first to see him and believed that he was one of Garnier de Naplouse’s victims. Apparently, in this world, part of the inhumane experiments Naplouse conducted was removing every and any feline characteristics of his test subjects.

None of them survived but Altaïr was a logical man so it was reasonable for him to assume Desmond was the sole survivor.

Desmond only replied that he was ‘an experiment’ which wasn’t a lie. Technically, being an Animus Subject could count as an experiment under Vidic so yeah. A little fae lie that Altaïr accepted.

Now, he has fake cat ears that he hides under his hood and, if anyone asks, he has a short stumpy tail.

Desmond has no idea why he’s going this far until he realized just how… cat-like everyone is.

So he stays close to Altaïr because, in his mind, it’s easier to get used to Altaïr’s cat-like characteristics because he already knew Altaïr as a man thanks to the Bleeding Effect.

Of course, proximity and Desmond’s overall habit of letting Altaïr do whatever he wants and just support him turned into its most natural conclusion.

Altaïr starts to be fond of him… in his own cat-like way.

Play fighting, sleeping squished together (in strange uncomfortable looking positions) and…

The kneading.

Kneading WITH purring.

Really, Desmond wasn’t allowed to have a cat on the Farm and the only cat he saw in New York were strays that would run away before he could even turn towards them.

He couldn’t adopt any because he didn’t really believe he was responsible enough for the life of such a small creature.

So Altaïr purring while kneading him?

Desmond just figured Altaïr was massaging him. The purring just showed that Altaïr actually didn’t hate him.

It all boils down to… well…

Altaïr going on a rut and Desmond finally realizing.

Oh.

Well…

Getting pined to the bed and being asked to carry his children wasn’t exactly the best place to realize that he was in love with Altaïr but…

And Desmond says this with all the love in the world.

There was no way in hell he was letting that dick inside him.

[rkzetto]

[misfiredmonologue]

sex shop dispatch #2

a short story

catty #2 (2023); drawn in MS Paint on a cash reigister desktop pc in a gay sex shop in berlin

Plane crashes. Snow on the side of the runway. I look out of the window and smile, while everyone is screaming, hurling off the inflatable slide off the side. I do not stay, I let myself be carried by the crowd, but it feels almost like I am gliding over them, like some kind of unbothered ghost. The plane is not on fire and the wind outside is really cold, yet smells of burnt rubber. We make our way to the rescue personnel among the fire trucks and I look back to see a slender, human-feline body open the side window of the cockpit and jump out unharmed. Their grey fur is ruffled by the wind like tall grass, as they push the captains hat over their catty ears. They walk off into the opposite direction, onto the runway we had just veered off from, that's barely a different shade of white now, with taxiways, snow and more taxiways layering themselves before the grey terminal building, that hovers in the background. For a brief moment an orange winter sun breaks out behind a dense layer of clouds and fog and illuminates their path, as if to say they made the right choice not heading into the commotion. From their confident calmness I can feel that this cat just saved our lives and somehow only the two of us get to feel this supernatural mood shift and zen wash over us. "First time?", the cathuman mouths from quite far away. I smile again and look at the crowds, to which I am still closer, frantically pulling out their phones to film or call loved ones, pushing into busses that were arriving and being tucked into silver and gold thermal blankets. I nod and watch them dance over the snow like speckles of light. "It's been ongoing though. Relentless.... anyways, what made you slip off the runway?" My whispering carried all the way over to the runway. The cat shrugged. "Today I knew this was the right way. I knew it even before the tire burst. You could say I was prepared." The set of footprints was all that was left after a while. My following eyes deduced they had walked all the way back to the gates and with much effort snuck their way all back into the pilots rooms to a warm cup of black coffee.

It would be two more month until I would meet the pilot again, via a more of less blind date on grindr. He hadn't put any photos on his profile I could have identified him with, but the view of the soft chest laying on a sun flooded mahogany bed under a skylight with soft sheets of fabric draped around it pulled me in. I wanted to meet the person who could afford to have such impeccable taste in their comfort and hornyness and seemed to live in a space where not a single thing was grey, except chest hairs fluffing up against pillows. I found out his name was Marshall when I got there and I mostly remembered it because he looked like a Marshall. I lied and told him I worked in a Sex Shop, when the truth was I had quit soon after our accident flight, when my floating state didn't wear off quick enough and my calmness scared the customers and staff alike. The attraction between us produced some kind of static in the air, that he charmingly brushed away. Even with the hairs on his head standing up he didn't look undignified or funny to me. It was like he was happening to the world, not the other way around. It was as if we had met now again specifically because of that day on the tarmac and not because we both had texted back horny messages and forth for an afternoon last weekend. "Would you like some tea?" I accepted and intuitively moved across the heavy wooden floorboards towards the bed, where I curled up into a little bun. Naked and soft to the touch. The green tea cup leaned again my exposed skin soon after and the floating that had taken a soft slumber in me awoke again and I saw Marshall and me from above, while I could feel his teeth sinking into the soft dough I had become. I was the perfect afternoon tea snack and he devoured me whole, taking sips out of his cup, leaving mine spilled between the bed sheets. To my surprise I realized I was not hovering over the bed unsupported, when he had taken the last bite, but was leaning down from a rather large bookshelf, overlooking the bed nook. Maybe I had just watched him eat a soft cake with his tea and I was in fact still here. I wanted to say something, like "do you still fly?", to break the ice, but he had sensed the question and waved it away. He invited me down and we fucked for a night and once again when the morning sun struck the other side of the apartment, the kitchen, which hadn't lay illuminated yesterday evening. He sat down there again after a while, and with him leaving it replayed that he was gone again this time, from feeding on me to walking away. And once again he was happening to the world and there was nothing it could do about it. It was the first time I met a person that became present the more by themselves they appeared. I took that imagine into my mind for quite a while, watching his spread legs and still slightly hard clit and his absent yet content gaze across the kitchen table. This was the day the floating stopped, but it was clear that the flight had changed something in me. I shook off some breadcrumbs from my shoulders and hurried out onto the balcony barefooted, jumping out over silver and grey roofs into Berlin.

[cat-in-a-basement]

Cathumans and Animals Headcanons

Giant dump, it’s a bunch of cathuman headcanons related to animals and pets.

* Brightheart had a terrible phobia of dogs after she was mangled and disfigured. In order to help her get over her phobia of dogs, she and Cloudtail worked their way up to them, first by looking at pictures of dogs, then walking to the park and seeing dogs, and then finally, Cloudtail bought a sweet little Bichon Frise named Bella. While Brightheart's hand would tremble sometimes when she petted Bella, and she didn't quite overcome her fear of larger dogs, Bella was a calm and sweet little dog who Brightheart loved dearly.

* Hollyleaf cared for an injured three-legged fox after she returned. It ran around in her backyard and had its own custom house she built for it. Its name was Akane and got along fairly well with her two cats. They were named Jet and Jasper.

* Needletail had a pitbull named Oscar she rescued from a dog fighting ring run by Darktail. After Needletail died, Violetshine kept him, and now he's old, fat and happy.

* Crowfeather, after divorcing with Nightcloud and living on his own, bought a Siamese Oriental Shorthair he named Tori to keep him company. 

* Spiderleg had an entire room in his house dedicated to collecting tarantulas. He had about 15 of them and after he died, they were given to Fernsong, who loved watching Spiderleg feed them and was listed to be their guardian in Spiderleg's will.

* Dogs absolutely hated Hawkfrost. No matter how charming he was with people, dogs simply did not like him and would growl if he got near them.

* On the flip side, dogs just...love Mothwing. She has like five of them, and since she lives near the woods they have plenty of room to run outside and two aging lesbians to care for them. 

* Blackstar rescued a kitten from the road and didn't expect to fall in love with her so much. She's was a small brown tabby with a very loud mew.

* Kestrelflight has a thriving ant farm.

* Yellowfang hated cats, and cats hated Yellowfang. However, there was one very old gray tabby that Yellowfang had respect for, because the cat put up with no bullshit. She'd yell at it and the cat would yell back, but both had a mutual respect for each other. Yellowfang would say "She's a bitch, but that's my damn cat."

* Alderheart has a giant Great Dane who absolutely loves to sprawl on Alderheart's lap, and Alderheart is left thinking "this is my life now."

* Blossomfall had two pet rats she loved to sneak into her hoodie during college. They were very intelligent, and figured out quickly how to get out of their cage and sneak into her clothes she left on the floor to snuggle in.

* Tall Shadow and a great horned owl had mutual respect for one another. Tall Shadow left an offering for the owl to take as food and in turn, the owl left her Clan's chickens alone. She could spot him while on hunting parties and named him Arlen.

[sugar2-0]

Zarpado sucio presumiendo su anillo de compromiso, mientras que orejas de lince hace lo posible por salir bien en la foto. ¿Quien se comerá el pastel de bodas? @wine_xd tú estás tomando la foto, la otra mitad se subirá en breve. #winexd #dibujos #gatos #cathumans https://www.instagram.com/p/B0zPiTkJYq8/?igshid=1ilihpzdsitso