#good kitty cellbit

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Anon I forgor to reply under your ask I'm sorry ily I hope you see this.

OKAY. I've been rotating these three in my head for a billion years. I'm very under the influence and it's almost 1am so if there are mistakes no there aren't.

Pac/Cellbit/Roier, pure filth

Pac can't breathe.

The waves of pleasure shooting through his body keep him breathless, squirming against the strong chest behind him. His ears are ringing and every brush of Roier’s hand against his cock has him whimpering broken little sounds into the hot, sex sented air.

"Si, si, very good" Roier mumbles behind him, one hand resting lazily around his neck and the other buried two fingers deep in Pac's cunt "Gathino, you see this is how you play nicely with your toys" Roier says over Pac's shoulder and Pac forces his eyes open to look at Cellbit.

He looks wrecked, eyed wide, and pupils dilated so big that his eyes are nearly black. The thick black collar around his neck and a pair of boxers the only thing he's got on. He whimpers softly, and his eyes drift from locked with Roier’s down to between Pac's legs.

Cellbit honest to god licks his lips. Pac moans and his hips twitch up. Roier laughs behind him, tisks mockingly.

"Oi pendejo, you're supposed to be helping me teach him a lesson," Roier says, pressing his lips against Pac's neck and scraping his teeth against his skin. He pulls his fingers out and lands a harsh slap against Pac's cunt, making the smaller gasp and yelp and try to twitch away. Roier gives two more lighter slaps before he presses three fingers inside of Pac. The stretch is so good, Roier’s fingers are thicker than Cellbits and rougher from weapon handling. Pac is dripping onto the bed sheets.

Cellbit's eyes never leave where Pac and Roier are connected. Pac thinks it's Cellbit's rapt attention that makes him clench on Roier’s fingers eagerly, Roier’shand flexes around his throat and he grinds up a bit against Pac. Pac whimpers, head falling back in Roier’s shoulder while he abuses Pac's g-spot, making his legs twitch closed involuntarily.

Pac feels a strong grip on his thighs, and his eyes snap open, Cellbit is holding his legs open. His nails are digging slightly into Pac's skin, and the pinprcks of pain as well as Cellbit's groan of approval are what sends Pac hurtling over the edge.

Roier laughs and pulls his fingers out, holding them out to Cellbit, who immediately leans forward and starts to suck on them. Pac watches, struggling to catch his breath. When Roier deems his fingers sufficiently clean, he pulls them away and releases his hold from around Pac's neck. He reaches out and grabs Cellbit's collar.

Cellbit goes pliant in an instant, Pac's oversensitive dick twitches at the sight. Roier connects his and Cellbits lips, the hand not holding Cellbits collar reaching behind Pac to palm at his neglected arousal. Pac watches them kiss, wet and needy. He listens tk Cellbits little whimpers escaping from between their lips, and feels arousal beginning to flare again.

Watching Roier handle Cellbit is a treat. Where Pac has only seen Cellbit dominant and demeaning during sex, Roier brings out a submission from him that makes Pac hot all over. Seeing the normally confident and cruel Cellbit be reduced to a squirming, whimpering mess is doing more for Pac than he thought it would.

Roier pulls away, he grins at Cellbit and kisses his nose. Then he looks down at Pac with a wicked glint in his eyes. Pac feels fear and arousal mix in his gut. He forgets that Roier is just as crazy as Cellbit.

"Your turn now gathino, show me you can play nice"

[totem-but-shark]

Foolish and Cellbit were my fav qsmp duo (Idk if they are supposed to have a duo name or something). Obviously bc they had an antagonistic friendship (funny), but also bc Foolish just got REALLY into whatever Cellbit was doing at any given time. Castle, wedding, feds murdering, Ordem Paranormal rooms, whatever. I love you grandmas room. I love you chaos room shrine. I love you coin flip decision. I love you wedding assination enigma. Ily interrogations and elections and that chance encounter in Fed HQ.

Foolish and bad had an antagonistic friendship, too, but they understood each other. They could see through the others bullshit and knee what they were after. Foollish and Cellbit did NOT understand each other (character) AT ALL. It was a mystery and theys what made it fun

I disagree on them not understanding eachother! To me qFoolish and qCellbit did not initially understand eachother but over time, especially after purgatory and towards the end of the server, I feel like Cellbit really came to get foolishs chaos. It used to frustrate Cellbit, Foolishs unpredictability, betrayals that from Cellbits point of view at the time could only be seen as malicious as to him there was only two sides on the island, you were with the federation or you weren't. But I think the turning point for their relationship was in Cellbit realising Foolish was never really against them, it's just who he is and that his actions don't reflect whether he cares for other characters or not.

I would say the way in which qBad and qFoolish understand eachother is different to the way in which qFoolish and qCellbit understand eachother. Bad and Foolish understand eachother through the intertwined nature of their immortality, they're the only person that could comprehend that experience for one another. But in another sense it's like they know eachother more than they understand eachother, which are two very different things. With Foolish and Cellbit it's harder to pinpoint, Cellbit came to understand Foolish as a person and love him for it anyway. They're both characters that value family highly and just needed to find the right wavelength, realising they're on the same side. That doesn't mean they weren't still beefing the whole time of course.

To qFoolish the chaos and betrayal is almost like play, a game of cat and mouse except the mouse was never really trying to get away but run one certain kitty round in circles for the fun of it. And eventually qCellbit caught onto the flow of it and was able to engage in this back and forth.

Foolish enjoyed being an another enigma to for Cellbit to solve, he liked winding him up, throwing red herrings, generally being confusing on every front. It was kinda like he was testing Cellbit to see if he could understand and was almost proud when he did! Pleased to not only have been a good puzzle but a good solution, that being that there wasn't one!

The dichotomy between them is delicious, he who searches for answers and he who has none, it made the two of them greater together! Sometimes there are no answers, and sometimes the satisfaction is found in searching and solving and getting to know the puzzle anyway.

Their Duo name is castleduo btw after cellbits castle build but they're often also called foolbit 😋 Thank you for the ask anon! They're one of my favourite duos too and I loved the opportunity to dig into their dynamic a little

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bro if i had known... IF I HAD KNOWN..... anyway hey hi have some q!cellbit regression headcanons :) what do you mean it's obvious i've thought about this excessively nuh uh no way i would never (lie.)

➤ what is age regression?

★ cellbit has no idea that he regresses. he just thinks its him being overly tired and stressed and maybe he just needs a nap? and - uh, is bad okay? why is he looking at him so oddly?

★ when he's regressed, cellbit behaves uncannily like his younger self - minus the violence. naturally, as a result, bad picks up on it before anyone else, and can't help but baby cellbit. just a little bit. pulling him on a few adventures, teasingly offering to carry cellbit around when he complains that he's tired, walking him home afterwards - you know, little things!

including a cheerful "good work today, cellbit!" as bad rubs his head, and cellbit bunts into it with a happy prrp! and then immediately pauses in disbelief at himself while bad giggles fondly, reminded of simpler times.

★ bad has to tell roier what cellbit's regression is, but once he understands it, roier introduces it playfully. teasing pet names, "let me do this for you, gatinho <3" lovingly, until cellbit finds himself comfortably allowing roier to do things for him and fussing over him and showering him in affection whenever he feels soft and tired and like his body is too big for him.

★ typically, cellbit is a sleepy regressor. sometimes he gets playful, rowdy, wanting to do something fun, but he's easily distracted with card games or being encouraged to work on his ttrpg.

★ roier likes calling him "gatito" when he's regressed. "little kitty." cellbit thinks its embarrassing and gets flustered over it. (he likes it)

★ pac and mike are familiar with regression, but didn't realize that cellbit does it at first. but once pac realizes, he begs mike to give it a try, just trust him on this, and suddenly they're dragging cellbit on adventures around their factory, and at some point ;

★ pac realizes that cellbit will chase laser pointers directly into walls with a startled meow when regressed, and laughs himself into tears of delight about it while cellbit gives him a sad, confused look, rubbing his now-sore head from where he slammed into the wall.

★ "cebe, you can't drink coffee all day! especially not when you're little!" "but guapito... :(" complete with the biggest saddest wettest puppy eyes a catboy could possibly muster. roier is a strong, strong man for forcing cellbit to drink water instead.

★ chews on his clothes. on his hands. on his mug. on his pencils. he'd probably chew on his shield if he could. dear lord someone get this little one a very very durable teething toy. he needs it.

★ oh you pick him up?? you pick him up??? sleepy!! sleepy cat be upon ye!! (falls asleep almost instantly upon being scooped up into someone's arms. always. without fail. every time.)

★ will laugh himself to incoherence playfighting with anyone who lets him. his favorite to playfight with is bad, who is strong enough and tall enough (and familiar enough with him) that he can get flung around like a ragdoll but never get hurt. he finds it delightful.

★ clingy clingy kitty. constantly hanging off roier's arm or wearing his clothes or carrying something that reminds himself of his husband. would carry richas around the whole day if he could. clings to bad's cloak and follows him like a personal shadow. scrambles excitedly to follow after pac and mike when they leave to go somewhere.

★ messes up his and roier's bed to make a big nest at the end of the day so he can roll around and make the bed and blankets smell like him, before grabbing roier and dragging him into the nest for snuggles, purring so loud he can't hear his own thoughts, and dozing off draped over his husband's chest.

[yelow-heart]

Okay, time to understand why tf this teams are crumbling:

I think that what the other teams desperately need right now is some good bonding time. Some quality time u know?

Lets see

Green (Gay) Ninjas:

Cellbit mentioned to Etoiles himself about how he knows the people in his team doesn't really listen to him. And who is on the team: Bagi, Forever, Antoine, Fit, El Quackity.

Such great great minds, such good assets, but they do lack the team work agenda. They are lone wolves. Etoiles included, he has mentioned that previously.

And these lone wolves need to learn how to become a pack. Communicate. Becoma a Team. And Tungsten Rat herself might be a great answer to that. Mrouse is good on bringing people together. Maybe she could convince them to howl at the moon together for one night, I don't know.

And blue team. Or soulfire, but idk man, everyone just call them blues. Because, honestly? That seems to be their constant state.

They need to find refuge in eachother. Whenever I watch one their povs they always seen.. disheartened. They desperately need to find ways to de-stress. Sing some songs around the campfire, build cute things, idk. They are a bunch of builders and farmers and engineers, bundled together with a frickin lord of the hells amidst them. They are miserable! Lol poor Pac died so many times without a single block to add to his name. And? Oh Tina, driven mad by how many times people have destroyed and raided her beautiful farm. Also, from trying to be Bad's moral compass and not succeeding much hahaha.

And another thing, they are leaning way too much on specific people. That is not great. Once they realize they are all pretty capable, with all having really good skills to give, they will be huge (I'm looking at you Tinza). And they have been expending a lot of their energy following q!BBH or trying to hold him back, but like.. that man is gone. He's a force of nature now. They need to stop leaning on him so much so the team, and him, can focus on their purpose. Let the devil unleash hell, take care of him as ur team yes, but don't rely on him as much because for now? He is definitely not as reliable anymore. And he is going to get worse (and oh I want to watch it).

They just won a kitty, so that might boost their moral up tho And I'm not just talking about Missa. He's so wholesome, I love that guy.

In conclusion: the power of friendship is real

[comfymoth]

I know cellbit's realistically a man when he shows up at melissa's shop but I'm just imagining a cat walking in and hopping on the counter and talking to roier

SHDKDJD ohh god see but that’s so good though. a little kitty comes padding into melissa’s shop, and roier thinks aw, cute :] and then the kitty turns into A Guy because it cannot otherwise see over the counter, and roier thinks oh!! different cute!!

[anonymous-dentist]

Your kitty!cell oneshot was so sweet. Do you have any q!cellbit head canons? Any q!roier ones?

this is a very old ask but yeah!

So, in my head, f!Cell had short hair because Prison. But after getting therapy and stuff, he's decided to distance himself as much as possible from his past in various ways, including growing his hair out. That way it's harder to see Cell every time he looks in the mirror

He is. Cat. :D

In my head, he had a rough childhood between the literal war (the Hunger Games video w/ Bad) and then alter prison and everything. It's why he tries so hard with Richarlyson, he wants his son to grow up to be a better man than Cellbit ever could be

His eyes lowkey glow in the dark. Cat things, yk?

He used to write "R+C" in a little heart on the side of his notes when he got too daydream-y during his Felps Investigation Days.

To be clear, he still does it now, but he's much more obvious about it so he can try and see Roier's reactions

He and Forever got married on the ship with Felps marrying them. It was halfway a joke, but then, whoops, it was a legitimate marriage because Felps did it.

He's the type of guy to criticize how fake horror movies are, like "cutting that hand off would NOT make him bleed like that, totally unrealistic smh" or "the devil would never respond to a pentagram like that wtf immersion ruined"

He's really bad at word searches. Meanwhile Roier is really good at them, but he's bad at crosswords

Man's got an off switch. If you pet his hair in just the right spot, he'll melt, essentially shutting him off. Perfect for nights where he just won't sleep :D

And now some q!Roier headcanons

He was 100% an only child before coming to the island

He isn't a spider hybrid, but he does have Spider-Man powers

This is because he is quite literally that universe's Spider-Man variant (poor Miguel trying to get ahold of him and failing lol)

But after getting to the island his powers kinda... shut off, much like how q!Philza canonically had his wings trimmed without him knowing. It was hard to get used to, but now that he has his grappling hook, Roier is much happier

He's taller than Cellbit by a only few inches, though it looks more exaggerated because Cellbit is hunched over a lot

He was in his high school's improv club, but he got kicked out

He skateboards, but he's really bad at tricks

He and Jaiden still sit down once every few weeks so he can preen her wings. It's Bonding Time

He does a lot of photography (He's Peter Parker, guys!!!) and his favorite subjects rn are Richarlyson and Cellbit and Jaiden

His og family from off the island was pretty distant with him, so he's very attached to the family he's got now, but he doesn't quite know what to do with the affection he gets in return

He can do a standing backflip, and he will do so, and this is a threat

[thesmpisonfire]

Good Kitty: Gengibre the cat, meowed on the mic and canonized Cellbit's meow stim

Very Silly Cat: Tofu the cat, ate Cellbit's cable, left him deaf

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The Sharpest Lives

Cannibalism, blood, unreality because of dreaming question mark, panic attack, emetophobia.

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The slivers of moonlight coming through the break between where the curtains met, hanging on a bar above the window of his office, looking out and onto the landscape of the island they had come to reluctantly call home, showed Cellbit that it was probably time to bookmark his place in enigma solvings for the evening.

Try to at the very least head in the direction of the bedroom where he and his husband slept.

He could do that, he probably should do that, but there was work to do and puzzles to solve and coffee to drink, there was probably some in the pot in the kitchen still actually, he should probably check, stretching his legs for a few minutes would probably be good actually.

Before he got the chance to do so though, bare footsteps padded against hardwood, a slightly rough and sleepy voice followed them.

"Gatinho?"

A very cute and not yet having gone to sleep or perhaps freshly woken up Roier came up next to the chair on wheels that Cellbit sat in and was rubbing one of his eyes with a fist.

"Qué estás haciendo?"

"Olá guapito."

Cellbit stretched his arms out and above his head, earning a couple of joints crackling.

"Same thing I've been doing most of the time. Trying to figure out these puzzles that have been showing up around the island. Was thinking of getting something to drink."

"Would that 'something' you were considering getting up for to drink be something other than coffee by chance?"

Cellbit stayed where he was sat.

"Mhm. I had a suspicion. And when was the last time you had anything besides coffee to put in your system?"

Cellbit stayed sitting.

"Si, I had a suspicion about that answer too. Eres tan listo pero al mismo tiempo tan tonto a veces. You are very smart but also very dumb sometimes."

Cellbit's ears on the top of his head flattened a bit, so Roier pet between them, his fingers tangling lightly in his curls.

"It's okay though, gatinho, hold on."

Roier walked from Cellbit's office to their kitchen, he heard a few glasses clinging together as they were moved and then the sink filling up the glass with water, then Roier was back and handing it to him.

"Here is an actual drink, Cellbo."

"Onrigado guapito."

"You can bring that upstairs with you, come on, we're going to bed."

"Aye, but I'm still working, there's so much to do still."

"And you can work on them when you wake up, they will still be here tomorrow, gatinho."

"I was just going to do them for a little bit longer, I was going to go to bed before the sun rises, really."

"Cellbit."

That made him pause and look at Roier.

"They will still be here for you to solve when you wake up I promise."

He repeated and took one of Cellbit's hands in his own.

"Come to bed, Cellbo, I'm tired, and I know you are probably too even if you don't think you feel it right now, the bed gets so cold without my kitty to keep both it and me warm"

Well, Cellbit supposed he couldn't argue or deny anymore, so he let Roier help him stand up, they walked up the stairs and into their bedroom, Roier laid down first then Cellbit followed to make him the little spoon as they cuddled, and quickly drifted to sleep.

Cellbit woke up, and without opening his eyes, knew there was a too bright light above him.

What he was laying on was hard, so he was somewhere outside, at least on the ground.

It was hot and his skin was sticky because of sweat and the air around him smelled tangy like iron and decay.

Cellbit managed to open his eyes, it was more of a squint as he became acclimated to his surroundings, but he still managed to open them enough to see the world as he decided he almost certainly wouldn't be getting back to sleep anytime soon.

The too bright light was actually the sun, and the ground he was laying on was in fact earth, so he was outside as it turns out.

The iron and death he had been smelling was coming from a starting to dry puddle of blood from a cleanly sliced jugular vein and was now around the nearby body of a random person who was once alive.

Cellbit twitched his nose and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, before landing on a figure crouched next to the body, knife in hand as he filleted a section of meat from one of their limbs.

"Hey there sleepy head."

The figure took a break from cutting through skin and muscle and tendons, smile and eyes the only things visible beyond the void of their face hidden behind the hood of their cloak, their joints popping as they stood up fully and into their almost unnaturally tall form.

"Hi Bad."

Cellbit responded somewhat weakly, his voice still a bit rough from sleep, it was also a little softer and a bit higher pitched.

Like when he was a teenager.

He didn't really wake up.

Back when he thought he knew everything about what to expect in this world because he had been alive a whole- 17 years? Yeah that sounded about right- and at least half of those he had been living alone.

When he had long since realized that there was no one on his side, in the same age range or not, certainly not any family.

Before he met someone who introduced himself as Badboyhalo- "But you can call me Bad, that's what I usually go by, it's a little easier."-who said he wasn't human- "What are you then?" Cellbit asked with wide blue eyes. "Someone you shouldn't usually meet for a very long time."- who was tall and wore a head to toe black cloak and didn't completely mind when Cellbit cursed but would correct him occasionally- "Stupid fucking thing." "Language." "Stupid fudging thing."- who taught him that sometimes there was someone he could actually call a teammate and that it was okay to hold their hand when he needed the reminder that he was still young all things considered after all and not everything had to fall on his shoulders all the time.

"Why are you doing that?"

Cellbit's eyes glanced over to the body Bad was previously standing over and dissecting but was now walking over with a piece of the flesh in his clawed hands.

"What do you mean? Getting something to eat. You know that we do this sometimes."

And Cellbit did know that, or he knew, because he used to do that with Bad.

Right, he was back in the hunger games with Bad, he didn't actually wake up.

"Gotta keep our energy up, got more traveling to do and almost definitely more people to fight off, you know the drill."

Bad handed him the section of still bloody muscle, leaving behind red claws and practically glowing eyes and smile.

"We'll head out when you finish."

Cellbit accepted the meat, nodded in thanks, and bit into the piece of tissue.

Cellbit woke up, and without opening his eyes, knew there was a too bright light above him.

He was laying on something softer, but not by much, still though, he didn't think he was laying on the ground.

There was a loud alarm buzzing and the clicking of something being unlocked.

"Levante-se e brilhe, presidiários!"

Ah, so he didn't really wake up here either, he was back in Alcatraz.

He also has the second syllable of his name removed at this point.

He unfolded his arms that were laying across his chest, stretched them above his head which earned a couple of pops from his elbows and upper back, and opened his eyes to the bright prison fluorescents.

A guard with curly hair that was shorter but not completely unlike his own, walked up and unlocked the "room" Cell was being kept in.

"Comporte-se."

Cell licked his lips and smirked before waltzing in the direction of where the most recent two inmates were.

He found their cell block empty though, and because he had been keeping an eye out and wasn't an idiot, found the hole big enough for them to squeeze through about six inches off the ground and covered up.

Mike was elsewhere, Cell wasn't searching for him though, he was searching for his more compliant and pliant counterpart.

Maybe he'll just make his way into the mechanisms of the prison where their little hole in the wall led and wait to surprise Pac.

Sure enough, not terribly long later, Cell heard something being moved, rubble shift and clink, then someone poke their head and in turn their full body through the place in the wall.

"Olà querdinho."

Pac gasped and turned his head in the direction of the voice, a strand of black hair hanging separate from the rest in the middle of his forehead, and startled deep brown almost black eyes blinking.

"C-Cell, o que você está fazendo aqui?"

"I heard about your little trip."

"Oh, that thing, you did?"

"Mhm. And I was very interested in it. Tell me quierdo, why didn't you think to ask me about it, don't you think I would want to come with you guys?"

Cell stepped forward, and Pac stepped back, his back hitting the wall of the tunnel.

Cell raised one arm to rest his hand above Pac's head and stretched the other forward to rest on Pac's shoulder to lower him into sitting, Cell crouching to the same level.

"Why didn't you ask me, Peqi, did you not want me to come with you, you didn't think I deserved to be out of this place too?"

"N-não, Cell, disculpe, we just weren't thinking."

"That's right, you weren't thinking, and you maybe should have been, sim?"

Pac nodded so fast his head threatened to fall off, as Cell was now holding a small knife that seemed to have materialized from nothing, bringing it forward and towards Pac's lap.

"I think you need a bit of punishment because of your lack of thinking, don't you?"

Pac whimpered softly and a tear that was holding onto the corner of one of his eyes made a path down his cheekbone, as Cell cut the fabric of his pants like paper from his left thigh down to his ankle.

"A-adiar, but now we thought together, and y-you can come."

"Oh, I'm definitely coming, don't you worry your sweet little head, but I still think you need punishing, querdinho."

Cell separated the fabric even more to see the skin, and held Pac's leg still, biting and taking a chunk of muscle from his thigh, to which Pac screamed, and Cell licked iron and carmine from his teeth and smiled before going back for more.

Cellbit woke up, but there was no nearly blinding light above him, there was light, but it wasn't entirely unpleasant.

What he was laying on was hard, so he was somewhere outside, at least on the ground.

His hands and face were sticky and tacky like there was something that was wet but was now drying on them, and the air around him smelled tangy like iron and decay.

As Cellbit opened his eyes, the somewhat bright but comfortable light was actually the moon, and the ground he was laying on was in fact earth, as it turns out.

The iron and death he had been smelling was coming from a nearly dry puddle of blood that he couldn't really find the original source of, because it seemed to be draining from several places, of a nearby once alive body.

As Cellbit became more aware of his surroundings and he looked at the body further, he realized they were some nameless worker for the Federation, their already blank face unrecognizable with claw marks and pieces of tissue taken from it.

Their uniform was ripped open to reveal their chest which also had scratches and sections of muscle missing and was torn open to make a chasm into the cavity between their rib cage.

Oh, he remembered this, so Cellbit hadn't really woken up here either, again.

The sticky, and the more he moved cracking, feeling was from blood on his skin and under his nails and in his stubble.

Cellbit suddenly realized the sensation of something sticking between his teeth and iron and crimson coating his teeth and tongue as he tried to take a breath to ease his dry throat.

He looked above the worker's body and at the wall of the building they were propped up against and saw a series of cyphers that was made out a message written in their blood and made by Cellbit.

He licked the feeling from his teeth a final time, stood up on slightly popping knees, straightened his bloody clothes, and walked to where he had been staying by himself until all of this was over, or was solved, or until people started to come to their senses and came to his side.

Cellbit woke up with his chest heaving and stomach churning, barely glancing at the red numbers of the clock to see that it had been just over an hour since he came upstairs, he haphazardly unfolded and tossed the blanket covering him, stood on all too shaky legs, and ran to the en suite bathroom.

He payed no mind to how hard his knees hit the tile as he practically collapsed in front of the toilet and vomited.

Cellbit had tears coming from his screwed shut eyes and racing down the apples of his cheeks and splashing in tandem with what all he threw up into the toilet bowl.

He could feel the tacking burgundy on his skin and under his nails and his mouth tasted like salt and iron and acid as his somehow found something to throw up besides coffee.

Something touched his back and he nearly screamed, he flinched hard enough for the arms he had folded and was using as a pillow so his head wasn't completely in the bowl, scrambling and hitting the upright lid, and whatever was on his back removed itself abruptly.

"Por favor, de novo não, saia da minha cabeça!"

Cellbit pleaded and repeated into the air like a prayer in between gasps and stomach convulsions.

When his stomach finally decided to give him a break, and his tears were mostly dry, he heard the toilet flush above him.

But he didn't do that, he was too exhausted to move, and he intended on leaving his mess in the water below until he regained energy or passed out, whichever came first.

Whatever was touching him before was back, this time there were two what he realized were hands around his biceps, leaning him back and into the entrance of who he assumed the hands belonged too.

One hand ran along Cellbit's bicep in comfort, the other was in his hair and scratching his scalp lightly, a smooth accented voice whispering praises and reassurances into his ear.

"Roier."

"It's me, gatinho, I'm right here."

Cellbit felt Roier's chest vibrate as he responded.

"You're real."

"Of course I am, Cellbo, and you are too, and you're safe."

Roier pet his head and Cellbit finally let himself start to relax.

"I really am awake this time."

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> It is 7 feet tall, but can adjust its height.

> They are very mischievious. They will often interact with other posts with jokes.

> Alone.

> The Federation is not your enemy.

Official ref

Tags used:

> #server announcement - text posts

> #federation answered - asks

> #residents review - submissions

> #unknown error + #ooc - ooc (out of character)

> #server event - written roleplay

> #server offline - end of roleplay threads

> #console log - flashbacks

> #reblogged residents - reblogging posts from non-yaoiverse accounts (admins mains, followers, etc.)

> #yaoiverse - general tag for all of yaoiverse

> #yuriverse - general non canon to yv tag

> #straightverse - general heavy angsty lore tag

Tags used when interacting with Quesadilla Residents:

< @thefederation > #the federation

< @jeremymeremyleremy > #my island <- the island <- strictly business (duckling)

< @bobbing-for-walters > #...bear? <- #pookie bear (walter bob)

< @fred-the-janitor > #better at this than me (fred)

< @facelessbubbles > #newly promoted (bubbles)

< @catboyarg > #federation's favorite -> #a way out (cellbit)

< @daddestboyhalo > #scared to death (badboyhalo)

< @maximum-father > #to play with -> #the unknown's debug (maximus)

< @love-youforever > #minor threat (forever)

< @packedtazer > #apart of a packaged deal (pac)

< @tazeredmike > #return to sender (mike)

< @spawnradio > #residential broadcast (fit)

< @builderfreak > #honorable dedication -> #my dedication (foolish)

< @constructor777 > #dedicated to the wrong (vegetta)

< @crows-father > #clipped on arrival (philza)

< @sparrowsunrise > #excused abscence (wilbur)

< @elfagflippo > #isolated resident (slimecicle)

< @elwifeguy > #client side error (mariana)

< @cringefailskeledad > #unregistered disappearance (missa)

< @birdcage-island > #trusted trainee (jaiden)

< @psicologoier > #mutual connections (roier)

< @theducklady > #arising issue (baghera)

< @tueur-de-donjon > #formidable defense (etoiles)

< @shitfactory-official > #down the line (pierre)

< @kitty-chu > #clawed out (niki)

< @explosiveunderscore > #pre-established enemy (tubbo)

< @duckduckquackity > #bureau betrayed (quackity)

< @patopatoelquackity > #federation infiltrated (el quackity)

< @frenchsasuke > #the same story (kameto)

< @cringefailabsentdad > #purposefully abandonded (spreen)

< @felpsederation > #within the walls (felps)

< @thediamondmodcart > #unfortunate ending (dan)

< @theyaoidevil > #demonic defect (devil!rubius)

< @jesusyaoi > #angelic anomaly (angel!rubius)

< @mrbeastyaoi > #insufferable intruder (mr beast)

< @eldritcherrors > #one of the zeroes (code monster)

Eggs Children:

< @witheredlilacs > #error 413a -> #unwrapped present (tilin)

< @yaaay-propellerhat > #error 413b -> #unknown directive -> #for the best (trump)

< @bulletflips > #error 414 -> #mini intern (juanaflippa)

< @bobby-el-mas-chingon > #error 518 -> #painted denim (bobby)

< @egg-a1 > #founded from the lost -> #founded within the heart (a1)

< @cha-cha-cha-chayanne > #protector of the rest (chayanne)

< @footballpigeon > #recruit's favorite (richarlyson)

< @music-among-the-amapolas > #flute bearer (tallulah)

< @autismbeamsyou > #similar diagnosis (dapper)

< @inventorswag > #callers cog (ramón)

< @minibuilder777 > #close contact (leo)

< @carmalized-apples > #fast learner (pommé)

< @goo-amalgamation > #unregistered egg (gegg)

< aquatic-anxiety > #coral reef (pepito/p16)

< the-poultry-princess > #corvid like collection (sunnysideup/s19)

< daughterofyuri > #little cutlery (e5/empanada)

We Hope You Enjoy The Island.

[qnsfwficrecs]

Cellbit/Mike

3,934 words

Tags: Trans Cellbit, Breeding Kink, Biting, Overstimulation, Hair Pulling

This is almost 4k words of Mike fucking the shit out of Cellbit. Pac really isn't there until the end.

[pe0ple3ater]

Roier brings a mauled federation worker to Cellbit as a way to get him to stop working. Cellbit eats the worker.

Roier laced the worker with catnip (dont ask me how) and watches as Cellbit turns into a cute kitty and brings him back to their bedroom to 'play.'

- ✨ anon

Heyyy. I'm obsessed with this prompt.

Roier is a good husband.

He really is, he pays a lot of attention to his Cellbo. So, of course he knows that the dead Federation workers are his husbands doing. Cellbit really isn't subtle about it, hard as he tries Roier always wakes up when he slips out of bed. He isn't nearly as practiced in removing bloodstains as Roier is, so of course Roier knows.

He doesn't mind, really! Cellbit is doing what he needs to do, and Roier supports his husband in everything. He doesn't like the secrets, it's never been like them to keep things from each other.

So, that's why Roier is here.

The carcass is laid out on the island in their kitchen, chest cavity opened and bared to the ceiling, white fur stained and matted with blood. A heart carved into the workers throat, Roier thought it was a cute little touch. He's currently cooking the meat he'd managed to get off the worker, cooking in it a bit of the catnip infused oil Tazercraft made for him.

Cellbit should be home any moment, and every second that passes by has anticipation bubbling under Roier's skin.

The door swings opens and a grin spreads across Roier's face. Perfect timing, really. Roier takes the meat off the furnace and starts plating it. He tracks the sound of Cellbit's footsteps, the man having obviously seen the bloody trail leading to the kitchen.

"Guaptio?" Cellbit asks, rounding the corner a second later. Roier turns to face him, watching the way his eyes widen and his breath catches. His pupils dilate and his tail flicks erratically behind him. Roier smiles wider and sets two plates on their kitchen table.

"Welcome back, gathino," Roier greets and pulls a chair out. Cellbit's eyes scan the room, catching on the corpse on their counter dripping blood onto the ground. His gaze snaps to Roier and he walks over to him silently. Cellbit's lack of reaction is making Roier a little nervous, he hasn't really let much of this side of himself be seen but this seems like the exact kind of thing Cellbit would like.

Cellbit stands in front of Roier and reaches up, eyes laser focused on his face, and licks the pad of his thumb. Roier's gaze flicks instantly to the movement. Cellbit wipes something on Roier's cheek away and then cups his face fully between his hands.

"I love you," he breathes, pulling Roier in for a very passionate kiss. Roier's hands go to rest on Cellbit's waist and he smiles into the kiss. When Cellbit gets his fill of kissing he pulls away and looks down at the food on the plate, unwilling to let go of Roier but obviously eager to get to the food. Roier laughs softly and guides him to sit, kissing the space between his ears and sitting at his own chair.

They eat, they talk about their days. Cellbit's ears twitch every time a drop of blood hits the ground. Halfway through the meal he seems to finally notice the catnip. Cellbit's eyes go half lidded and his talking trails out to little mewls and purrs. It doesn't take long until he's basically climbing into Roier's lap and pawing at his chest.

Roier smiles wide, considers this a success, and picks up his kitten. He carries Cellbit to their bedroom and lays him out on the bed.

The corpse downstairs stays flayed out on their counter, anyone could come by and see it. Roier doesn't care, and he makes sure Cellbit can't think of anything but him.

[yushox]

Welcome to my blog!

Fair warning: Long Read

~•~

Name/s: Eliot

Age & Birthday: 27, 10th of February

Pronouns: He / They

Nationality: Latvia 🇱🇻

Languages: Latvian (native); English (2nd); Russian, German & Spanish (rudimentary)

Religion: Atheopaganist

Political stance: Generally Liberal (leaning > Individual Anarchy)

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Favorites:

Colors: Teal, Periwinkle

Food/Drink: Seafood, Sushi, Falafel, Medovik, Cafe Latte, Peppermint Tea

Season: Autumn

Animals: Foxes, Owls, Snakes, Housecats

Numbers: 2, 8, ∞

Interests: Astrology, Astronomy, Biology, Anatomy, Nature

Other: Cotton, Going out at Night

Dislikes:

Food/Drink: Grapefruit, Aubergines, Store sandwiches (example)

Season: Winter

Animals: Spiders and similar creepy-crawlies

Interests: Sports

Others: Mold, Silk, Natural wool, Touch, Big cities

Other facts:

Phobias: Arachnophobia, Trypanophobia

Physical health: One-sided deafness (right ear), Nearsighted, Occasional sleep apnea

Mental health: Misophonic, Suspecting of being neurodivergent

Diet: Omnivore

Temperature preference: Above lukewarm

Language preference: English

Good/Neutral/Evil: Neutral, prefers the villains side regardless

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral, Aquittarius

Astrology: Aquarius (Western), Ox (Chinese), Amon-Ra (A. Egyptian), The Rowan tree/Dragon/Brigid (Celtic), Sērsnu Laiks/Meteņi/Pelnu diena (A. Latvian)

Other: "Out of the box" ideas, Night owl

~•~

Various things I like/liked that are significant enough for me to mention, in no particular order (may or may not have had a huge impact in my life):

Music: Vocaloid, AKB48, TVXQ!, Nightwish, Tatu, Eurielle, Annie (Anne Lilia Berge Strand), Pentatonix, Lindsey Stirling, Dimash Kudaibergen, Indila, Чи-ли, Gorillaz, Поли́на Серге́евна Гага́рина, Нюша, GARNiDELiA, Derivakat, CG5, Sati Akura, ATOLS, Tautumeitas, Alan Walker, Within Temptation, JubyPhonic, Mr. Kitty, Mother Mother, Lovejoy, Kerli, Pogo, Bella Poarch, Billie Eilish, Lollia, YOHIO, CASCADA, Avril Lavigne, Porter Robinson, ALYS, AmaLee, Owl City, DieAntwoord, SharaX, Asbjørn, Hi-Fi (High Fidelity), Демо, Evanescence, fnf

Movies: Timemachine (2002), Mad Max: Fury Road (2015), Avatar (2009), Rise Of The Guardians (2012), Valerian And The City Of A Thousand Planets (2017), Lucy (2014), Spirited Away (2001), 9 (2009), SPY Kids (2001), Spirit Stallion of the Cimarron (2002)

TV series: Good Omens, Doctor Who, Bones, Lucifer

Cartoons/Anime: AKB0048, Full Moon Wo Sagashite 満月フルムーンをさがして, Ancient Magus Bride 魔法使いの嫁, Uta Kataうた∽かた, Tokyo Mew Mew東京ミュウミュウ, Powerpuff Girls Z, W.I.T.C.H., ATLA, Okane Ga Nai お金がないっ, Earth Maiden Arjuna 地球少女アルジュナ, My Hero Academia 僕のヒーローアカデミア

Games: Undertale, Sims 3, Chess

Books: The Chronicles Of Narnia (Clive S. Lewis), I Coriander (Sally Gardner), A Little Princes (Frances H. Burnett), Digitālo neaizmirstulīšu lauks (Ellena R. Landara), Good Omens (Terry Pratchett), Starp mums meitenēm runājot (Zenta Ērgle), Matilda (Roald Dahl), Dizzy (Katie Cassidy)

Writers: Ilze Liliāna Millere, Georgia Byng, Jacqueline Wilson

Comics/Manga: Bizanghast

Internet stuff: Homestuck, Tower Trapped, DSMP, ENA, QSMP, Hermitcraft, Alien Stage

Content creators: PewDiePie, Cryaotic, Jacksepticeye, The Click, EmKay, kingani, Kwite, Pixelade, Nux Taku, Kurzgesagt, The Queer Kiwi, Strange Æons, xQc, Shenpai, Doni Bobes, Mariah Pattie Worldbuilding, Billzo, optimistic Duelist, Wilburgur, Charmx, Wilbur Soot, Jschlatt, Eret, Quackity, Technoblade, Ph1LzA, Ranboo, Foolish Gamers, BadBoyHalo, Cellbit

List of characters I like, in no particular order:

Vocaloid: Miku, Luka, IA, Yuuma, LUMi, BIG AL, WY2

Good Omens: Crowley

Homestuck: Cronus A., Dirk S.

Ilze Liliāna Millere (book trilogy): Aurēlija

List of all of my AU's:

Winx Club - Onyx Triad (discontinued; insufficient information)

Vocaloid - Latroid (discontinued)

Homestuck - Earthenia; Nameless fanspecies #1

Tower Trapped - My OC's fansession

Undertale - Keytale; Valleytale; Blanktale; Grid!Sans; Recall!Sans (Recalltale (unofficial)); Kaleidoscope!Sans + Wane!Sans (nameless AU (unofficially Ricochet!Papyrus's Sans)); Mollusctale; Latviantale; Ricochet!Papyrus; Law!Sans; Wicktale; Domestic Villain Gang AU

Good Omens - Bad Faith

Minecraft - Minecraft Academy (1; 2; 3); Deranged DSMP AU + Hermitcraft Tommy; Q!ViennaAU

BNHA - Baltic Hero Academy; Nui

Standalone projects:

Homestuck nameless fanspecies #1 - this can work as just a worldbuilding project completely separate from Homestuck canon

Tower trapped OC's - this can work as just a worldbuilding project completely separate from Tower Trapped canon

Minecraft "Minecraft Academy" - this can work as just a worldbuilding project

OC's:

Tower Trapped - Melle Aqiv Eksui

~•~

LGBT's:

Sexual identity: Aegosexual

Romantic identity: Panromantic

Gender identity: Demiboy; Genderfluid; AFAB

Other preferences: Polyamory, Quadrants, Platonic love (ludus)

~•~

You'll find posts made by me under the following hashtag:

#YushoxStuff

[cornerdreams-txt]

qsmp agree pls pls pls pls !!!!!

thats so nonspecific, anon!! don't be shy, you're welcome to ask for specific things, id love to oblige!!

but. hmm... let's see. a few of my favorite little (hah) qsmp age regression headcanons, for you?

• pac primarily bunny regresses. mike calls him baby bunny when he does, and it never fails to make him smile.

• and instead of parental caregiver titles, pac calls his favorite caregivers "fitchi," "mikey," and "bitty" (cellbit's title!) respectively :)

• cellbit develops a mild case of separation anxiety when regressed, and becomes paranoid and flighty when he's small and on his own. this is most easily soothed by roier, or badboyhalo, both of whom cellbit feels very safe around, and will cling to whenever he can while regressed.

• cellbit is an involuntary regressor, and he often has to have his regression pointed out to him to realize what's happening, why he feels off that day :( poor kitty

• ooo... cute thought that just came to mind? roier also regresses. sometimes his and cellbit's regression overlap. this leads to them clinging to each other like lifelines and snuggling in a blanket fort or their bed (turned into a nest by cellbit) until they fall asleep. cozy tiny guapoduo...

• phil occasionally makes bird-calls consistent with calling for one's mate. he misses his wife dearly when he feels more like a fledgling than an adult man, but fit never judges him, instead always letting phil make those calls, rubbing his back or brushing fingers through his wings, half-mumbling gentle reassurances.

• tiny cellbit melts into a puddle when he's praised. being told "good job!" or "im proud of you!" or "good boy/kitty!" from whoever he just helped makes his eyes go wide and he always starts smiling, torn between excitedly wiggling around and burying his face in his hands and hiding his embarrassment. he's always so happy he can make someone proud!!

[cornerdreams-txt]

any cellbit regression stuff would be great! he's just such a little guy 🤏🤏🤏 imagine him getting taken care of by roier and being all sleepy and cuddly <333 i'd love little!cellbit with bagi, i think she'd love taking care of her little brother, especially when he's less closed off and little

AGERE CELLBIT IS A HUGE FAV OF MINE OMG 🫶🫶 ok ok ok

• sleepy kitty and very clingy!! always needs to be holding Something, and between him being extra sleepy and cuddly, this means if little cellbit latches onto you, you may be stuck for a few hours while he naps, clinging to you or your sleeve

• chews on his shirt collar and gloves a lot. wears holes in the material, but he can't help it - it's just so nice to be able to chew on something, and his fangs always end up puncturing the silicone on pacifiers! :(

• steals roier's clothes a lot, partially just because it's comfy, partially because being able to shove his face into his clothing of choice and smell his husband is deeply comforting to him. especially when he's little!

• gets bored very easily, but doesn't always love running around. likes doing word games (crosswords, word searches, etc) and jigsaw puzzles though! keeps him busy and focused while also letting him stay cozy and snuggled up nice and safe in bed.

• noticeable uptick in an interest in foraging, something from when he still was bbh's mentee on the battlefield. he loves exploring and foraging and then getting his guapito's help to turn the collected ingredients into meals!

• cat noises... purrs, meowing, mmrrp!s, growling, hisses, the full nine yards. little kitty makes kitty noises. what more is there to it? (he purrs very loudly when roier fawns over him)

• will burrow into bagi's side and cling to her when they're together. bagi thinks it's so cute, and insists on wrapping cellbit in a blanket every time. as much as he protests, cellbit loves being swaddled.

• also on the note of bagi: she has copies of all of cellbit's favorite mystery and horror books from when they were kids stashed away, and whenever cellbit comes to her, small and snuggly, she'll read them to him. it always makes him so, so sleepy, so happy to be cuddled up close to his big sister and listen to her telling him stories.

• likes helping in the kitchen. retains some motor skills, but should not be trusted with knives. he WILL get himself hurt. he's happy to find ingredients, measure them out, mix ingredients together, stir whatever is in the pot or pan, those sorts of things, though :)

• little cellbit just very openly loves being helpful, i think. he's so soft and childish and hopeful, he can't help seeking out approval from the people around him. other than his husband, nothing makes him light up more than being told he did a good job.

[cornerdreams-txt]

SPIDERMAN POINT MEME??? DUDE WHAHEWAHRWAGHA HOW HAS THIS NEVER COME UP BEFORE anyway hi i see your tags. tucks my hair behind my ear. ask and ye shall receive

★ bad looooves to wrap regressed cellbit up in his cloak, huddling him close to his chest, wrapping him in a comforting hug and snuggling him close the way he does his eggs, rocking him side to side until cellbit is sleepy and malleable, letting bad carry him back to one of their places - whichever is easiest - for a nice little nap.

★ whenever he gets the chance, cellbit will perch up high. this isn't something he learned from anyone, he just likes being tall. bad is his favorite perch - he'll sit on bad's shoulders and hold onto his horns and rest his chin on bad's head, chirping and purring quietly while bad goes about his daily tasks without hesitation.

★ likes sitting on the floor and being short compared to everyone else. makes him feel smaller. and more kitty :) bonus side effect of this is that he can shove his face into roier's lap and snuffle at him until roier pets his hair and rubs behind his ears for him.

★ if he can't have coffee, he wants a different hot drink. he likes cocoa, but he loves warm milk with a splash of vanilla and some sugar (angel milk)

★ subconsciously refers to different people with different titles or nicknames while regressed. roier is his guapito, of course, but that becomes a title. it's special. nobody else could ever be his guapito. and badboyhalo becomes just "halo." his guide. his mentor. his guardian angel.

★ very very excited to spend time with pac and mike, but gets nervous when he's around only mike. despite having a hard time expressing it or placing it, its very obvious, and has led to some... awkward and occasionally difficult conversations once cellbit unregresses.

★ richas doesn't really understand why his pai cellbit occasionally acts childish, but its fun, to him! it means extra cuddles, and cellbit is willing to playfight with him, and he chirps and makes little kitty noises back at him, and they can make pillowforts and do little puzzles together and - !!!

★ cellbit would not be able to use pacifiers due to: chompers. his fangs would puncture the silicone :( unless, of course, there happens to be teething items that could be fashioned into pacifiers. because then, if anyyyyone who knows about his regression happens to be good with tinkering, and have surplus of materials... 👀 (coughcough badboyhalo coughcough)

★ briefly regressed during purgatory's mini-you event when he was physically shrunk. roier freaked out and tried joking with him to help him stay calm, but after that day ended, roier smothered him in kisses and cuddled him as close as he could to help soothe both of their nerves and help cellbit relax after a close scare of feeling too vulnerable in too dangerous of a place.

★ on the new island, he really enjoyed rolling around in the flowers around his and richas' house. made him smell like his guapito :)

★ was very nervous about it and reluctant to, but slowly opened up about his regression to bagi, and was met with so much love he didn't know what to do with it. she adores his regression and thinks it's absolutely precious, and spoils him with everything she can (including sneaking him sips of her coffee when roier isn't looking). needless to say, little cellbit adores his big sister bagi with all his little heart.

★ encountered cucurucho one (1) time while regressed. that was the only time anyone has ever seen bad actually look prepared to murder someone. cellbit didn't even know he was regressed until afterwards, and bad still swooped in to take care of his little mentee, just like he's always wanted to.

★ looooooves cuddle piles. give this little guy a big nest or blanket fort and all his loved ones he trusts to see him while regressed and he'll be purring so loud it vibrates through your bones.

WAIT PEOPLE ENJOY QSMP AGERE CONTENT??

bro if i had known... IF I HAD KNOWN..... anyway hey hi have some q!cellbit regression headcanons :) what do you mean it's obvious i've thought about this excessively nuh uh no way i would never (lie.)

➤ what is age regression?

★ cellbit has no idea that he regresses. he just thinks its him being overly tired and stressed and maybe he just needs a nap? and - uh, is bad okay? why is he looking at him so oddly?

★ when he's regressed, cellbit behaves uncannily like his younger self - minus the violence. naturally, as a result, bad picks up on it before anyone else, and can't help but baby cellbit. just a little bit. pulling him on a few adventures, teasingly offering to carry cellbit around when he complains that he's tired, walking him home afterwards - you know, little things!

including a cheerful "good work today, cellbit!" as bad rubs his head, and cellbit bunts into it with a happy prrp! and then immediately pauses in disbelief at himself while bad giggles fondly, reminded of simpler times.

★ bad has to tell roier what cellbit's regression is, but once he understands it, roier introduces it playfully. teasing pet names, "let me do this for you, gatinho <3" lovingly, until cellbit finds himself comfortably allowing roier to do things for him and fussing over him and showering him in affection whenever he feels soft and tired and like his body is too big for him.

★ typically, cellbit is a sleepy regressor. sometimes he gets playful, rowdy, wanting to do something fun, but he's easily distracted with card games or being encouraged to work on his ttrpg.

★ roier likes calling him "gatito" when he's regressed. "little kitty." cellbit thinks its embarrassing and gets flustered over it. (he likes it)

★ pac and mike are familiar with regression, but didn't realize that cellbit does it at first. but once pac realizes, he begs mike to give it a try, just trust him on this, and suddenly they're dragging cellbit on adventures around their factory, and at some point ;

★ pac realizes that cellbit will chase laser pointers directly into walls with a startled meow when regressed, and laughs himself into tears of delight about it while cellbit gives him a sad, confused look, rubbing his now-sore head from where he slammed into the wall.

★ "cebe, you can't drink coffee all day! especially not when you're little!" "but guapito... :(" complete with the biggest saddest wettest puppy eyes a catboy could possibly muster. roier is a strong, strong man for forcing cellbit to drink water instead.

★ chews on his clothes. on his hands. on his mug. on his pencils. he'd probably chew on his shield if he could. dear lord someone get this little one a very very durable teething toy. he needs it.

★ oh you pick him up?? you pick him up??? sleepy!! sleepy cat be upon ye!! (falls asleep almost instantly upon being scooped up into someone's arms. always. without fail. every time.)

★ will laugh himself to incoherence playfighting with anyone who lets him. his favorite to playfight with is bad, who is strong enough and tall enough (and familiar enough with him) that he can get flung around like a ragdoll but never get hurt. he finds it delightful.

★ clingy clingy kitty. constantly hanging off roier's arm or wearing his clothes or carrying something that reminds himself of his husband. would carry richas around the whole day if he could. clings to bad's cloak and follows him like a personal shadow. scrambles excitedly to follow after pac and mike when they leave to go somewhere.

★ messes up his and roier's bed to make a big nest at the end of the day so he can roll around and make the bed and blankets smell like him, before grabbing roier and dragging him into the nest for snuggles, purring so loud he can't hear his own thoughts, and dozing off draped over his husband's chest.