#corvo kitty

[auntie-histamine]

HELP MY NEW PHONE AUTOMATICALLY IDENTIFIES CATS AS KITTIES

I'M CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE

[graedari]

Cringe is absolutely DEAD draw your favorites as ITTIES!!!!

[under-snow-vixen]

happy halloweeeeeeeeen! here's a drawing of a scene from A distant aroma at best by OneSarcasticTremere, which i love a whole bunch

[broken-grace112]

My friend gave me the amazing idea of Corvo as a corgi (and the idea of the Outsider as a void kitty was just too perfect not to add), so I had to draw Corvgi and the Catsider! ^^

[meredoubt]

when schnitzel moves, corvo follows 😭

[zibaldone-di-pensieri]

Le persone ti vedono come un margay, tu ti vedi come un corvo.

Ma in realtà sei un gatto.

@lovewhereillbe

[jazzlasterboris]

Explain this, liberals.

[wrathiest-blog]

                                                   ——nicknames    for    me    are    cancelled.

[ahelpfulpeach]

My photogenic sons

[auntie-histamine]

corvo's favorite place to be is directly on top of you at all times

[blackberrywars]

Title challenge: Summer Loving

Honestly, my first instinct was to make it a slightly angsty fic about Lambert and Aiden stressing about the end of summer, knowing that once it ends they'll have to separate, but then, a second idea hijacked it, because Vipurr is just like that sometimes. It's mostly just cutesy fluff but there you have it.

Letho and Gaetan get their own sort of retirement, and it might not be the idyllic Corvo Bianco, but it's theirs all the same. A nice house in the forest, far enough from everything and appropriately "haunted" enough to dissuade any visitors

Gaetan brings home a moose carcass bigger than he is as a present for Letho who is, begrudgingly, charmed. They feast, and like a proper snake, Letho finds himself a nice sunspot to take a nap in

An hour later, he wakes up freezing cold because somebody, who, despite being half his size, took up all his surface area and is blocking the sun.

Cue the most quietly-furious, gentle machination of trying to make the kitty curl up into a more space-saving configuration. As anyone with a Cat knows, this failed. Spectacularly.

Eventually, Letho gives up and falls back asleep, because the only thing worse than being cold is committing the mortal transgression of waking the cat on your lap

[inksplatterslikeblood-blog]

I'm feeling privileged tonight. @colnecro's cat decided I was worthy of cuddles.

[essie-essex]

Corvo claimed this orange bag, so now he looks like a halloween kitty

[littlebluedragonspetz]

The Rainbow Splatoon

A collection of colorful squid catz, on the day of release of the Inklingz breed file on [BAD_DEATH] I definitely went a little overboard and decided to collect one of every color. The little menagerie was cute... But also quite same-y as, all being from the Adoption Center, they all had very similar personalities with only a few of them having some noteworthy differences. Cute, but I could not help but feel I would inevitably gravitate to a single or pair of favorites among the bunch and forget the rest...

But then...

I had started tinkering with hex editing, starting first with Light and Corvo. I learned quite a lot and with that knowledge I returned my thoughts to my squid catz and asked, "Could I make the Rainbow Splatoon better by making them all a little more unique from each other?" The answer is "<コ:彡 yeah!"

Name: Rose SCP: BD Inklingz (Calico-based non-OW) Personality: Playful, kind and friendly (Unchanged control) Favorite Color: Yellow Favorite Flavor: Fish Description: The control of the Rainbow Splatoon, Rose is mostly unaltered and only features a change to her tentacle tips and toes to yellow to match the rest of her peers. She loves the other Inklingz but they aren't always the kindest to her.

Name: Butterscotch SCP: Alley Cat Personality: Aggressive, stubborn and independent Favorite Color: Red Favorite Flavorz: Soft + Bone Description: The fighter of the Rainbow Splatoon, Butterscotch is belligerent and quick to pick fights with everyone else. Well, almost everyone else: Maya's chill vibes and lack of fear around Butterscotch makes the teal Inkling the orange warrior's only friend among the seven squidz.

Name: Sunglow SCP: Orange Shorthair Personality: Anxious, timid but playful Favorite Color: Blue Favorite Flavor: Chicken Description: The scaredy-cat of the Rainbow Splatoon, Sunglow bolts at practically anything and is a sensitive little squid. She really does worry herself sick! At least when she isn't running from misinterpreted "threats" she proves to be a playful squid kitty.

Name: Jade SCP: Persian Personality: Lazy, gluttonous and relaxed Favorite Color: Pink Favorite Flavor: Turkey Description: The sleepyhead of the Rainbow Splatoon, Jade spends much of her time, well, sleeping between her time spent eating. And she is not picky about what she eats! Not even the dog food is off limits to this little glutton!

Name: Maya SCP: Russian Blue Personality: Calm, confident and stubborn Favorite Color: Purple Favorite Flavorz: Chicken + Sweet Description: The free-spirit of the Rainbow Splatoon, Maya keeps her cool in even the most heated situations (which proves useful with how crazy some of her peers can get). That same chill vibe does give her a bit of a stubborn side.

Name: Lapis SCP: Siamese Personality: Proud, independent and clever Favorite Color: Orange Favorite Flavorz: Fish + Catnip Description: The snob of the Rainbow Splatoon, Lapis isn't one for play and tends to keep only a few close confidantes among her peers but who knows how long that will last. She does seem to have a soft spot for puppiez and kittenz, though.

Name: Eminence SCP: Chinchilla Persian Personality: Spoiled, gentle but clingy Favorite Color: Green Favorite Flavorz: Sweet + Soft Description: The princess of the Rainbow Splatoon, Eminence loves being the center of attention and is eager to please so long as everyone else heaps the praise. She is legitimately friendly but her tendency towards throwing tantrums when things don't go her way can make her come across as abrasive at times.

Bonus Facts! 1. When editing everyone I approached how I would change everyone like how I approach character design for animals. I also changed everyone according to how they should act around one another as the seven would be seeing each other quite a lot! 2. Some traits that I did not touch included Maya and Eminence being friends from the start, Lapis having high finickiness and Sunglow and Eminence naturally being tricksters. Some of them also had 100 in certain stats that aligned with the personality I was building for them so I kept them at 100. 3. If you are unfamiliar with Splatoon fanart it's not unusual to come across Inkling and Octoling OCs with bi-colored hair. As much as the plan was to leave Rose completely unaltered I couldn't resist adding this detail when I realized I could swap around textures.

[cuculine-nelipot]

guess he needs you

The Vesemir Probelm, or so he had been calling it since last winter, was still playing on Aiden’s mind when summer greens began their turn to autumn ambers, reds, and browns. He brought it  up constantly, and always, it seemed to Lambert, at the most inopportune moments; like while they were the were battling a wyvern, or Lambert was losing at gwent, (or when Aiden was balls deep in Lambert after having won,) or now; when Lambert’s head rested on Aiden’s lap, the Cat carding through his soft, freshly washed hair, silk-like inky black rivers running between his fingers.

“Just tell me ,” he demanded — whined — yet again, and Lambert growled, as he always did, frustrated at having his dream-haze so cruelly dissipated. He didn’t have to ask; why doesn’t he like me? what can I do?  

“Fuck, Aiden . Can you just drop it?” It was Lambert’s own fault, really, for telling him that Vesemir wasn’t usually so… distant, during winter. Not like he had to say anything for Aiden to know. The Cat had caught him staring forlornly after the old Wolf more than once as he left them — after dinner, after training, when they entered the baths. Bear Wolf and Wolf Wolf didn’t seem so put out by it, but Baby Wolf, well… He looked downright blue.

“Just give me something — anything .” Lambert glared up at him. “Please Baby Wolf?” he pleaded, letting his eyes go puppy wide, his pupils dilated to big, round saucers; Aiden was a quick study, apparently.

Lambert clenched and unclenched his jaw repeatedly, eyes fixed on the bare torso in front of him  as the flash of some personal battle raged in his mind. Another time, he would have appreciated the musculature of his Cat’s body, his skin not hairless, but smoother than his own, and softer now than it was last year thanks to the beeswax soap he’d insisted on appropriating from Kaer Morhen’s supply. Lambert wanted to sink his teeth into it, so did. Hard. Aiden yowled and, more than a little smug, he lapped his tongue over the mark he’d made. “He likes white port and ice wine,” He finally offers. “Doesn’t get much of it these days.”

Right. Wine. So it wasn’t exactly the sort of information he was after, but it was a lot more than he’d gotten so far. “We could go to Toussaint. Pick some up.”

“We won’t make it back in time if we go that far south now. Besides, you really want to lug bottles of wine all the way from fucking Toussaint to the Blue Mountains?”

Aiden gently pushed Lambert’s head back to lay on his thigh, resuming his petting absentmindedly as he considered. “I know someone in the area who owes me a favour. We can portal back.” Back — because that’s what it was now, wasn’t it? A going back, a return.

“Fucking mages…” Lambert grumbled, further protestation dissolving on his tongue as Aiden scratched the base of his hairline, ripples of pleasure cresting in his skull.

.o.O.o.

Ultimately the draw of prolonged warmth and good booze proved too strong, and they did make their way to Toussaint. As luck would have it, almost as soon as they hit wine-country, they stumbled across a vintner in the midst of a sort of war with the proprietor of the vineyard next to his. Truly, a lighthearted affair, he promised, but witchers would be so much more adept at enacting the next stage of his battle plan.

Thievery. Is what it was. Specific vintages that his rival held dear to his heart. “I’m not going to do anything untoward with them,” he — Bolius— insisted with an absent wave of his hand. “I just want to see his embarrassment when he goes to show them off at his next party and finds them missing.”

So that’s how they ended up in the cellars of Corvo Bianco. Witcher’s, you see, traditionally don’t get involved in matters of politic, so to even out the playing field they thought it best to relieve Bolius of a few of his own bottles. Never mind that they were some of Vesemir’s favourites. That was pure coincidence. Luck. Destiny.

And, as Destiny would have it, Destiny was right where Aiden said she would be. In her not exactly little cottage at the top of a wooded hill. “Destiny,” he crowed, giving the brunette a kiss on the cheek.

“Long time no see Kitty Cat.” She smiled at him warmly, but there was, perhaps, a glint of fire in her eyes. Much too heated for Lambert’s liking. Transferring all his packs to one arm, the bottles clinking, he threw the other one around Aiden’s neck.

“Going to introduce us?” he asked in his most sultry croon. Aiden smirked.

“Destiny this is Ba-haa-Lambert. This is Lambert. Lambert this is Destiny, an old friend of mine,” he said with a wink in her direction.  

“How old’s old?” Lambert asked, eyeing her derisively.

“I was never at Stygga, if that’s what has you looking like there’s a slug in your mouth. I saved his life, his first year on the Path. Got conked on the head by an ogre.”

A shockingly familiar story. He raised an eyebrow at Aiden, who only shrugged in response; life’s funny that way. “Why’d he say you owe him then?”

“Ah, well you see darling,” Aiden expounded, “a long time ago Destiny had an evil cat —“

“Jad is not—”

“ Evil, vile little shit, who nearly took my eye out.”

“What?” Lambert sputtered, “you got that scar from a cat ?” he asked incredulously, gesturing to the rather roguish dash across Aiden’s left eye.

“A demon cat,” he corrected.

“Oh, you kept the damn eye didn’t you?” Destiny rolled her eyes.

It was too soon for them to go back to Kaer Morhen — show up this early and Vesemir would send them right back down for supplies — so they stayed a couple weeks, Destiny proving to be a more generous host than Lambert would have ever expected. They soaked up the Toussainti sun, enjoying the last good weather they’d get for months. Aiden insisted on visiting the markets, and strolling through the vineyards. Kept going on about how nice it would be to retire there some day, like that’s a thing witchers did. But he looked so cute when he talked about  it — his cheeks flushed a deep, cherry blossom pink, the edges of his old Toussainti purr creeping back into his voice. So Lambert just smiled, and nodded, and held Aiden’s hand as he let himself be dragged around.

By the time they portaled home, Lambert almost half believed in Aiden’s fantasies.

reblogged with the link to the rest

[the-dubstep-strawberry]

Get-to-know-you game

Thanks for the tag, @kittinkanin​!

Last song - Nasty. by Blair Rouge, discovered recently in a cyberpunk mix which I really enjoyed until it got the dreaded “Video blocked in your country” strike on Youtube. Link here if you’re curious:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKCdhcqGxiY

Fav musician - The Knocks - I almost never hear a track of theirs that I don’t like.

Color - Pink, blue, purple, black, gray.

Last film - I have actually forgotten. Movies seem like such a long, long time ago. I think it was the Downton Abbey movie, with Hubs (who supposedly hates costume dramas, but secretly stans Carson the butler). I was planning to go and see Wonder Woman 1984 this year, but we all know how that worked out.

Last TV show - What We Do In The Shadows, season 2.

Fav characters - Cthulhu (H.P. Lovecraft’s Cthulhu mythos), Godzilla, Mothra, Paladin Danse (Fallout 4), Corvo Attano (Dishonored), Billy Coen (Resident Evil Zero), Charles Reed (The Sinking City), Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire), Susan Ivanova (Babylon 5), Vir Cotto (Babylon 5 again) Sam Vimes (Discworld), and Philip Marlowe from Raymond Chandler’s detective novels. To name but a very few.

Sweet, savory or spicy - Sweet, I literally cannot exist without sugar (or caffeine for that matter). I also crave salt, both literally and figuratively.

Pets - Strawberry Kitty, my beloved adoptive feline son. One day he will rule the world and to be honest, I’m okay with that.

Tagging: @solesurvivorkat, @itsmesaberaltered, @avaleon, @pchberrytea, @bethanthrax, @thegreatdivide, @theartofblossoming, @falsenostalgia-sundries, @charomiami, @redwing907 and @ashleyanthrax!