#good work. good work on the DAILY catgirls

[daily-catgirl]

Day 31: Talking Angela

[aravas-writing]

And now

A funnyman's recap of Blue Archive

Volume 2 Chapter 1

We begin by being summoned to a Game Development Department at Millennium Science Academy! That's right, we're going to be real gamers now! Of course, the GDD doesn't ask for Schale willy-nilly, as they have a good reason.

That reason being that their club is on the verge of being dissolved. Catastrophe! Not only do they only have 3 members instead of the usually required 4 (exceptions apply, but not this time), they also haven't put out anything worthwhile. Their only achievement being a game they made.

It got "Worst Game of the Year" award.

We got our work cut out for us...anyway, the cute and funny cast (I SINCERELY HOPE THAT THIS IS THE ONLY TIME I MAKE THAT JOKE BECAUSE I DIED A LITTLE INSIDE)

Saiba Momoi

Pure of heart dumb of ass

Mario, but loud

Catgirl gamer

Good at Games, but gets overshadowed

Nyoom cat

Writer

(not gonna look up real life weapons anymore no one gives a fuck)

Her gun is called "Unique Idea"

Saiba Midori

Yes they are twins

Luigi, but calm

Better at games than Momoi

The artist

Also dumb, but hides it way better

AR "Fresh Inspiration"

These two implore the Sensei to aid them in their gamer quest to find the artifact of power, so that they may make the greatest game of all. They seek the G.Bible, something that houses the secret to making a good game, authored by a legendary game developer.

To do that, Sensei must accompany them to the abandoned district, teeming with rogue machines and danger. Within the ruins they find...

A girl.

And the G.Bible, but mainly a girl who has no idea how to human. It's pretty fucking clear that she isn't, but nobody questions the existence of an android, and they got the thing, so what the fuck ever.

Momoi has to sacrifice her saves on her handheld to download the G.Bible, which end up becoming unable to be retrieved. Sadness was had, but educating a clearly confused android girl comes first. And how do they do it?

Why, in the best way of all: Video games! Specifically, a marathon of retro RPGs, which Sensei leaves them to because ain't no way someone wouldn't dome him for fucking around like that.

This marathon ends up creating the glorious creature that is

Tendou Aris

A baby

Daughteru

Speaks in RPG

Does her dailies and gets snacks

Very headpattable

See that thing on her back? That's a railgun

"Supernova - The Sword of Light"

It weighs 120kg (~265lbs)

Strong widdle babbi

Too pure

The legend of Aris the hero starts here, as she becomes the much needed fourth member of the GDD.

....fourth?

Hanaoka Yuzu

Head of the GDD

Programmer

4head

Shy as fuck

Has a locker as a safe space and napping spot

Cutie patootie

Literal god gamer

Grenade launcher "Nyan's Dash" (take a wild guess)

Thus, the fourth member comes out, just as it is stated that they have a slight issue: the bible is encrypted. Naturally, there's only one department in the school that is able to help them out, but not before visiting the Engineering department, where Aris actually gets her gun.

(ending it here BC it's been a longer day than expected and I'm sleepy)

[thevanillerose]

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A/N: In which Connor becomes a catgirl.

“What's this, [Y/N]?”“It's a gift for you.”

“A gift?” Connor tilted his head cutely to the side. Every single mannerism of his was so endearing, and that hadn't changed since he had become a Deviant. If anything, these motions were enhanced, and they seemed so much more natural than they ever had before.

You sat down next to him on the lounge sofa, one which you had grown used to seeing him on ever since he moved in with you. Not as some housework android either, no...it was safe to say that those days were over for humanity. Androids would only work if they wanted to work, and that was basically the long and short of it. RA9 had changed things dramatically. For everyone...

For the better though, you felt. You liked Connor even more when he was like this. Granted, you had always liked him, right from the time you had first met at the police station. You were little more than a token office worker there, but seeing him on the daily had brought a smile to your face.

As it turned out, he had also noticed you too. Now here you were.

“Why have you given me a gift though?” he questioned before even lifting the lid off the box. You snuggled up a little closer to his side, not minding that he would never be quite as soft as a regular human man. “Because, I got curious about something, since you're a Deviant now and all. Go on, open it.”

Now he was truly wondering, and so after blinking a couple of times, he looked back down at his lap again and removed the lid.

Inside was a headband with two cat ears attached. It was neatly designed and as sleek as you might expect, more slick than fluffy, which you felt would go well with his whole aesthetic. Connor lifted the accessory out of the box, studying it with some understandable wonder.

“...What is this for?” he asked, though he didn't need to. He was already analyzing it. “Put it on! Trust me!” you were excited now, sitting more upright and beaming at him. Seeing you that way was pretty adorable, so of course he obliged. “...Wow...”

As soon as Connor donned the ears, they started to move and twitch. You hurriedly pulled the manual from your pocket and leafed through it until you reached the guide page which told you what every motion meant. Having cats in an apartment like this would be a bit of a nightmare, so it had been a long time since you had one.

Well...Connor made for a nice stand-in.

Given his nature now, the ears were picking up on emotional responses that could typically only be found in humans. They would move in accordance with how he was feeling. Right now, they were alert, mostly out of curiosity you figured.

His brown eyes glanced up towards his forehead even if he couldn't see the headband from there, and he reached up to touch the ears lightly with his hands. “What is the purpose of it?” “It responds to your mood. You're still not always the most expressive guy Connor, if I can be honest.” you smiled gently and chuckled a little, “Not that I can blame you for that, hehe...I just thought it might make it easier to read how you're feeling.”

Plus it looked cute. There was that too.

“...So you've turned me into a cat?” Connor asked, to which you stifled laughter and then suddenly stood up. Time for a test.

“...Actually Connor, I think it's all you're good for these days. You've been getting so boring recently...I was considering getting rid of you...” After pausing for a moment, you turned around to look at him. His face still didn't betray too much, but his ears were totally flat.

“Aww Connor I'm sorry!” You immediately rushed back over and got on the couch again, hugging him closely. The ears relaxed a bit, though he still looked at you with some worry. “It was just a joke, was it?”

“Of course it was!” you frowned, then kissed him on the cheek and embraced him tighter. “I would never get rid of you, ever. I love you.”

Finally, he smiled, and the ears he wore seemed to do the same. A plastic kiss met your cheek in return.

“I love you too.”

“...And you don't mind this? Being my kitty for a while?” you tapped the headband with your finger, and Connor simply shook his head.

“Not at all. I can be whatever you want me to be, [Y/N].”

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[kittypetgirl]

I wan do dis but all at once uwu

1. It was a long time ago, i found teenietots in the very beginning of it, and i got into it as a coping mechanism!

2. Usually between 2 and 5

3. Kinda? My bf acts as a cg for me in daily life, but not officially in my tiny time. I want him to be my cg tho

4. Going to build a bear!!!

5. I have stuffies and a paci and a sippie and chewy toys ^^

6. I do! Im a kitty!

7. Big me is more mischievous and sad, but little me is v sweet and playful but big me and little me are mostly the same

8. Hmmm i love to draw a whole lot but i also like to color what ive drawn

9. Heh... i dont have any i dont rlly follow any

10. Both! Its involuntary a lot but sometimes i can do it on purpose if i need to!

11. Not especially? Is that when you imagine yourself as a younger age rather than actually regressing?

12. I think so, but they are nightmares...

13. Burber..

14. Yes a whole lot!

15. Yep! My bf!

16. Kitten! But only my bf can call me that, so sweetheart otherwise :3

17. Being sleepy! Or holding toys!

18. Not super easy.. its easy to get me out of it but thats good bc i need to go to work and stuff

19. I think its kinda toxic and cliquey and mean so i stay away from it mostly. I still dont want dd1g or abd1 or n2fw interacting tho

20. No, only if it was a solkat fic or if it was catgirl!reader × male cg and was neutral enough that i could imagine me and my bf uwu

21. Very! No tickles pls... hehe

22. Omg im such a homestuck, but like. Maybe signless? He seems so gentle uwu

23. Sanrio and tamagotchi everywhere! Also a soft big crib that me and my bf can sleep in with one of those curtain things that drapes all the way around the bed ^^ i also want so many stuffies and video games and ofc my computer uwu

24. Not rlly, i like things that are physical hehe

25. Stress and trauma mostly

26. Ya i listen to vocaloid and music box stuff hehe

27. Not officially! But my bf says i have to eat real food once a day and im not allowed to say that he doesnt love me, he says i absolutely must believe he loves me >3< i have self esteem issues and trust problems bc of trauma ...

28. Im kittenish, playful and quiet(nonverbal) and i like snuggling and affection a lot more than usual!

29. I used to be! But not anymore...

30. I think more people need to just have fun with it and stop taking everything so seriously/personally

[pensoluv]

Enveloping Comfort

AU: Modern AU (during 2022, with the current news of war)

Characters: flatmate Kazuha, flatmate Thoma, flatmate Kaeya, Childe, Venti, Jean, Keqing, Zhongli, The kids, Xiao, implied other characters and mentions of Itto, nervous information-overloaded reader

Synopsis: Amongst the terrors, they will always be by your side.

“Have you watched the news yet?” You had woken up abnormally early today, still pacing around the room and erratically sitting down, your pyjamas bunched and your mind as fuzzled as your state of confusion.

While you were scurrying for information on your device, your flatmate Thoma is working off the stress by fessing with the piles of laundry on the balcony. Kazuha had just woken up after last night’s sake, and Kaeya’s nowhere to be seen this morning.

Before Kazuha can answer the previous inquiry, you start firing another question. “Kazuha, right, morning; where’s Kaeya?” He doesn’t need any further clarifications and silently went to look for the sole missing person within your shared home.

By the time Kaeya was found and led back home, you only repeat the same question you asked Kazuha and the rest. “Did you watch the news last night? Or this morning?”

“No, what happened?”

“Remember the Vision Hunt Decree?”

Oh. A sudden silence weighs the atmosphere between your square. Though, it was the shortest transient interlude, since you and Thoma almost immediately started feeding Kaeya, both in information and his missed breakfast.

Kaeya’s clever enough for his brain cogs to spin and connect the dots, even without much prior preparation. While you two are still griping with what’s going on, Thoma has finished his neat stacks of laundry and gotten four cups of warm beverages in total.

“Shh, sit down. Calm down first, then explain the rest to us, okay?” Thoma sooth your back with gentle, polite strokes. Kaeya merely raises your cup, so you subconsciously gulp down the lukewarm liquid before completely losing your marbles.

While you weren’t looking, Kazuha returns from the ‘work room’ to toss Kaeya the daily news magazine. His icy eyes wince as he processes both the written reports and the verbal retelling.

Kazuha seems almost unfazed- he has had more experience on this matter and thus, he is more aware of the inefficiency of freaking out. Insightful as he is, he knows as much information that non-government folk are allowed. Though, he chooses to listen to your frantic concerns silently.

By the time everything’s said and done, Kazuha has had enough time to brainstorm the next step. To grab Venti’s arm and drag him over to help distract you. “Go PiKAEchu go!” Thoma mentally cheers, as Kaeya puts on his fur-linked coat again and rushes out.

To your surprise, Jean and Keqing also came over. Jean signs in ASL to tell you the at Hutao got banned from coming just in case she makes you even more terrified. After all, they do work with Venti, and know better to rein the gremlins in. Zhongli seems to have joined Venti as well, and he’s holding the sleeping Diona in his arms.

“Oh gosh thank goodness you guys are here.”

“Hello! We brought the kids over as well! Hope you don’t mind- Sayu hasn’t woken up yet though.”

“Is Venti alright?? He’s sneezing like crazy- Oh, hello.” You pick up the little Diona, her padded hand-paws reaching up to you. Her cotton-candy-coloured hair floofs warms your soul and she clings to your hug, clearly sensing your anguish. She adores you enough to let you snuggle into her, like friendly service animals.

You hear Venti’ “atchoo-” followed by Zhongli offering supple packets of tissues from his suit pockets. Keqing, while being a nonfeline catgirl, has gotten ready with Jean’s recent purchase of an epipen. She looks determined and fully trained to administer the epipen.

“Oh hey! Don’t worry, we’re covered!” Venti replies in an attempt to reassure you. He sniffs and waves his medicine box to tell you he’s prepared. “Oh and uh,” another red-nosed sniff, “look! We got you something!”

Clearing the dining table, they all set down the assortments prepared for you gently. Your favourite foods from Xiangling? Check. The thick blankets of the highest quality, courtesy of Zhongli using the company’s budget? Check. Fidget toys, shared with you by the four adorable kids? Check. Happy fictions that Xingqiu asked Zhongli to bring to you? Check. Games and other leisure materials? Check, Venti looted the company cabinets and Diluc’s mansion for you! Coffee, tea, anything? Check- Zhongli is helping Thoma brew more for all of you. You like infectious kidlike happiness? Check- While Diona’s leaning in your arms, Klee is offering to co-op the fish-blasting apps on Jean’s phone with you. Qiqi’s peeking form your shoulders as Klee drags you on her Fish Blast gaming battle. Sayu’s curled up next to you in her oversized mujina hoodie.

You want some hugs? Check, that is, if you’d like that. Genuine well-meaning messages from Kokomi, Barbara and Rosaria? Check- they offered to pray for peace, both for you and for the world in turmoil. Rosaria may have suggested her doing some dirty work to sabotage the war- but the two seem to have succeeded to stop her in her tracks in the groupchat.

When you’re engrossed in the various vibrant distractions, Childe crashes in through the open balcony. “Sorry, I’m late! Teucer got ahold of a Cyclops again-“

“Childe how-“ Even with his ‘normal antics’, you’re rendered awestruck about his ‘iconic’ entrance. You only spotted Xiao behind him, like Tarzan holding Jane as they swung, after Childe slumped on the couch next to Sayu. Xiao doesn’t give much replies aside from a silent wrapped plate of Almond Tofu. His windbreaker is drenched in Childe’s influx of Hydro energy, but he settles to sit on the other side of you on the couch. You gladly take the offer and thank him by sharing your gaming device. “Is this another new mortal game?” “Yeah, wanna join?” “I’m an adeptus.” “But do you wanna join? I need your powerful help- not even Itto could beat Klee’s high score.”

While the others aren’t here right now, they are networking to send you information or other handcrafted comfort packages. While busy, they still love and care for you from a distance. Anything for you, their dear friend (or romantic partner), to have as much peace as they can afford for you.

[thebibliomancer]

Justice League Indispensable: JLA #222: Beasts II: Death Games

January, 1984

I’ve noticed over two-hundred and twenty plus posts that villains love being tall and dangling heroes from their fingers.

That tactile sensation... It must feel amazing. And a little squirmy.

Not much else to say about the cover. Except that Hawkman’s legs seem to not exist.

Anyway.

Last time on Justice League: the Justice League have been dealing with a lot of weird animal/people hybrids. Has Dr. Moreau finally been adapted into DC? Probably not. But Flash, Elongated Man, and Hawkman all get badly injured in separate locations by these Ani-Men. And Firestorm catches a catgirl named Reena robbing the Empire State Building. She asks him for sanctuary so he takes her to the JL Satellite to spill the beans on the Ani-Men.

This time: Superman is in the hilarious position of interrogating catgirl Reena who has forgotten how chairs work.

Just sitting on the table. Probably getting hair everywhere.

Firestorm tells Superman to chill out with the hardnosed animated Justice League approach (I mean, he doesn’t, but animated Superman also needed to chill out, amirite?) because Reena volunteered to help.

Reena says she has no choice but to trust the League and that she’s lived in DAILY TERROR for the past few months.

She asks if any of them have heard of Repli-Tech?

Dang, shame Batman is off having recently formed the Outsiders because I bet he knows all the companies. All of them.

Ooooorrrr Aquaman does?

Aquaman: “Repli-Tech Industries... They were one of the first of the genetics companies to go public on the stock exchange, weren’t they? I remember they made quite a splash a year ago... But I haven’t heard anything about them since.”

Oh, Aquaman, you punster, you.

So Reena lays down some exposition about how Repli-Tech was a hilariously mismanaged company, where the executives forced a rapid capital expansion beyond its market niche and how a recession just bankrupt the overextended company.

But despite the dismay and panic of the other execs, hilariously mustached CEO Rex Rogan had a daring plan to save the company!

Rex Rogan: “Dr. Lovecraft and his genetic discoveries were the basis for our initial success, developing new forms of medicine -- new fertilizers -- even new fuels! He’s come up with a way out for all of us, involving a new, experimental form of DNA manipulation. It could kill us -- but the alternative is disgrace, financial ruin, and imprisonment.”

Oh, sure. Of course. Why not trust a guy called DR. LOVECRAFT.

But due to faith in Rex Rogan, CEO, or just fear of prison, the whole board all agrees to this wild plan.

And the wild plan?

Dr. Lovecraft uses SCIENCE to put them all in cocoons where they are transformed into furries.

Rex Rogan Maximus Rex: “We are reborn -- we are above the beasts, and above mankind! We will do more than merely survive -- we will conquer -- we will rule!”

Then with company guards also enhanced by Dr. Lovecraft, Rex has them steal a whole bunch of shit which is used to protect Repli-Tech from bankruptcy.

Huh.

Uh. I don’t really get how becoming furries was an essential part of this plan.

If the plan was just to steal a bunch of shit to make up for poor financial management. But live your best lives, Repli-Tech board of directors.

Anyway, having super hunky animal powers is handy when the superheroes inevitably become involved which oops look its happening. It happened last issue and this issue so good thing they had turned themselves into furries.

(Do the Repli-Tech board of directors not have to make any public appearances? They’re a publicly traded company, apparently.)

Also, Maximus Rex buys a warehouse to turn into an arena for some death games where humans fight beast-men for the amusement of the rich and powerful like politicians and corporate executives.

Not really sure how this specifically saves the company but I think that’s more of a personal project for Maximus Rex, lion hunk.

The blood sport did make Reena start thinking that maybe Rex was the asshole.

‘Uh no shit’ chimes in Hawkgirl and Wonder Woman who determine now is a good time to interject that Reena is just as much of a monster for sitting idly by as people were killed in blood sport.

Firestorm, Superman, and Zatanna counter ‘hey lets hear the rest of the story, mkay?’

Reena grew unable to stomach all the death and as luck would have it Rowl, one of the Repli-Tech guards recently transformed into an animal hunk also found the whole situation gross.

He helped Reena escape but wound up captured himself.

He did manage to high kick a scorpion man though. So that’s something.

Anyway, Rowl getting caught is why Reena was breaking into the Repli-Tech office in the Empire State Building. She wanted to find evidence!

Hawkgirl: “I don’t believe it. Not a word. She’s obviously a plant -- she said herself, she was Rogan’s mistress, that she always did everything he told her. Why should we believe she’d turn against him?”

Firestorm: “Look at her, Hawkgirl -- me, I believe her.”

Aquaman: “We can’t ignore what she’s told us, Shayera.”

Even Superman goes yeah lets believe the catgirl. And I’m sorta wondering about all the male Justice League members believing the catgirl while two out of three of the woman leaguers are like uhn uh I don’t trust that darn cat.

But we shortly see that Reena was telling the truth about Rowl, if nothing else.

Guards at the Arena snooze gas Rowl to drag him from his cell into the Arena.

A Guard: “Y’know, I used to be friends with this guy, when he was still human. Rex gives him a chance to be something special, and he goes and blows it helping some damn cat.”

Rowl comes to in the center of the Arena with the crowd roaring for his blood.

He tries to talk to the crowd, win their sympathy by saying he used to be human like them but they’re rich dicks who want to see someone horribly murdered for their amusement.

Trying to talk to them was a non-starter. And Maximus Rex even mocks him for trying.

Maximus Rex: “Human you may have been -- but you were never like them. Smell the air: it’s so thick you can taste it -- the oily sweat of a blood-hungry mob! They want a death, Rowl... They want your death!”

Maximus Rex asks the crowd what Rowl deserves and they chant DEATH and KILL HIM so Maximus Rex jumps down to the Arena floor to see to it personally.

He’s kinda like Roman Emperor Commodus from the historically adjacent movie film Gladiator who liked to gladiate instead of just watching Gladiator gladiate.

And unlike movie Commodus, Maximus Rex is no slouch.

Right off the bat, he blocks Rowl’s ultimate technique, a jump kick.

Poor Rowl is doomed.

And he doesn’t even know it yet. He manages to hit Maximus Rex once and thinks he’s winning.

Rowl: “You’re just as you were in the boardroom -- you’ve no stomach for a real battle! We used to laugh about you, Rogan, down in the ranks! All of us -- we called you a gutless wonder!”

Maximus Rex retorts by disembowling Rowl.

Maximus Rex: “So, Rowl... Which of us has no stomach now?”

Savage af.

Then he knocks Rowl down and RIPS OFF HIS HEAD TO SHOW TO THE CROWD??

Geez! This is a gory story! I mean, we don’t see anything really except for some dark blue blood but geez!

A lion man just ripped off a jump-kicking wolfman’s head in a gladiatorial arena for the ultra rich!

You’re bonkers, superhero comic books!

RIP Rowl, Justice League #222 (1984) - Justice League #222 (1984).

Back at the Justicey part of the plot, 22,300 miles above the Earth, the League receives an emergency message from Dr. Hamid of Cairo Hospital.

Or he says he’s Dr. Hamid of Cairo Hospital.

He looks like Tony Stark, that Ironman guy from Marvel.

Anyway, he got the JL’s top secret broadcast code from a device on Hawkman’s uniform.

Yeah. Hawkman. Remember how he was attacked by a giant scorpion last issue? Well, he’s in the hospital with an acute case of too much scorpion venom in him. And Dr. Toby Stark fears he may not last the night.

Hawkgirl is understandably upset and wants to rush to his side as fast as possible. And since the League has cool teleport booths, that’s... still not that fast because the booths only go to other booths and Cairo Hospital doesn’t have a booth.

She also asks Wonder Woman to go with her.

Superman wonders if Hawkgirl is maybe too emotionally torn up to go see her scorpion’d hawkguy.

Zatanna: “I won’t stop her, Superman. Will you?”

WHILE GIVING AN EXPRESSION THATS LIKE ‘please do not drag me into drama.’

Reena tries to commiserate with Hawkgirl but Shayera is having none of that.

Hawkgirl: “Your people did this. If Katar dies -- you killed him!”

Oof.

Zatanna tries to contextualize Hawkgirl’s outburst by explaining that Hawkman and Hawkgirl are just super close but Reena says she understands because she and Rex were that close.

And that despite everything she still loves him and it makes her feel like shit.

Oof.

Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl arrive at Cairo Hospital and Dr. Hamid tells them that Hawkman isn’t the only one who got scorpion’d.

Dr. Hall and his students were attacked by giant scorpion man to rob some archaeological relics they found. Several of the students are in the hospital after being stung and two have already died.

As for Dr. Hall, why he’s just plum gone missing. (Because he’s Hawkman)

From his hospital bed, Hawkman weakly (because of getting scorpion’d) apologizes for the argument they had before he left for Cairo and Hawkgirl claims she doesn’t even remember the fight. Because nothing makes you put aside hurt feelings like possible death by scorpion.

Dr. Hamid tells Wonder Woman that Hawkman is very likely to die unless they can get some giant scorpion man venom to develop into an anti-toxin.

And while they walk by, a random janitor mopping the floor reports the presence of the Justice League members to his ring.

HMMM.

I think that I suspect that this humble janitor is in fact actually a plant for the Rex Squad.

Yup.

Yuuuup.

That janitor was up to no good.

With two Hawks down with sleep gas, its left to the Rex Squad unit leader to handle Wonder Woman.

ITS A HECKIN RHINO MAN!

Of course, a hero as strong as Wonder Woman isn’t going down to a single rhino punch.

It takes a second whole punch to knock her out.

Womp womp.

Rhino Man: “Gas her and shove her in the ‘copter with the others, Mac. The boss wants ‘em all for a little TV show he’s planning. Way I hear, it’s gonna be a ratings smash!”

Rhino puns.

About an hour later, the Justice League subteam nicknamed Sit On Their Thumbs is still in the satellite wondering why Wonder Woman hasn’t called to tell them how Hawkman is doing.

But gosh darn it, if they don’t hear from her in two more minutes in time for the regular hourly check-in, then they’ll just have to do something maybe!

But they get a signal from Hawkgirl’s code and Aquaman main screen turns on... to reveal a big sneering lion man who is not Hawkgirl at all.

Reena: “oh god... he’s found me.”

Maximus Rex, full incoming ham: “Yes, Reena, I’ve found you. When this is done, you’ll suffer the fate of all who betray me. But first, tell your new friends who they face! I am MAXIMUS REX, LEADER OF THE NEW ORDER!”

Firestorm: “Y’know... Somehow, I’d already guessed that.”

Snrrk.

But Maximus Rex warns them not to mock his lionness and has the camera swung over to reveal that he has Wonder Woman and the Hawks as his hostages.

Hawkman is definitely going to die (from being scorpion’d) but Maximus Rex is Magnanimous Rex and instead of immediately killing them, he’s going to turn them into furries too.

Maximus Rex: “I think the Amazon would make a very proper pig, don’t you?”

Man, this guy must have loved the “This Little Piggy” episode of Justice League Unlimited.

Buuuut he won’t turn them into furries and make them fight in his Arena if the Justice League do him some small favors.

First thing, turn Reena over to him.

Second thing, “I want your full cooperation with my plans.”

When Superman tells him ‘obviously no’ Maximus gets mad.

Oh, Maximus the Mad. That’s a catchy name for him.

Maximus Rex: “In the hours to come, you will regret this decision, Justice Leaguers. My new order is the future. You cannot turn the tide of destiny. It will sweep over you... Draw you under... Drown you in the sea of history! Ours will be a struggle to the death -- your death! HA HA HA HA”

He is.

Frothing a little.

And as the mad lion lad continues just belly laughing on this collect call, Superman shakes his fist determinedly.

Superman: “Enjoy it while you have it, Maximus. We’re bringing you down.”

I mean, sure, half of the League is captured or in the hospital already from tangling with these Ani-Men but the League is probably due for an upswing, right?

Or maybe they’ll all get captured and I’ll get to see what the Justice League’s fursonas are.

My guess for Superman is the noble capybara, friend to all.

Follow @justice-league-indispensible or @essential-avengers​ which is my real liveblog. I’m sorry, this has all been a lie. A jape. A delightful jest. An April Fool. Like and reblog maybe. The more notes this gets the more I go oh no look at what kind of response Justice League gets and I’ve backed the Avengers horse, the April Fool turns out to be me! That’ll show me.

[thebigpapilio]

An Eminent Dethroning: A Persona 5/Persona Q2 Fic!

SPOILERS FOR PERSONA 5 & PERSONA Q2: NEW CINEMA LABYRINTH!

My inspiration was a post from @write-it-motherfuckers. Give me a bit to find it!

AO3 Link

Featured Ships: Ann x Shiho, later Ann x Shiho x Ryuji, 

Minor Ships: Makoto x Haru, Yusuke x Futaba

"The greatest heroes are those who do their duty in the daily grind of domestic affairs whilst the world whirls as a maddening dreidel. " -Florence Nightingale

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The trouble had started when Ann’s best friend had been caught up in a battle between Kamoshidaman, his sidekick Inazuma, and the villain Akuyaku. She was an innocent bystander, and a blow from the “hero�� sent the criminal flying right into Shiho from outside the building. Ann’s best friend was sent through the window with the criminal, and while both of them landed on a nearby building, the far less durable girl barely survived.

Weeks passed, and Ann did not learn of any sign of Kamoshidaman apologizing. It seemed like life went on as usual, as if Shiho’s hospitalization didn’t matter anymore.

Sure, Shiho had eventually returned to consciousness about half a month ago, but the scars of the event would stay for the rest of her life.

Ann felt powerless every time she stared at Shiho or the so-called hero of Kamo City. She wanted to confront Kamoshidaman, but what was anyone supposed to do against the superhuman superstar?

She knew that if she worked upfront against Kamoshidaman he would shut her down easily; all he had to do was frame her as a villain and in less than a week, she would be driven out of the city at best.

That was when Carmen came to her. Her fury had been sensed by the powerful spirit, and she had been henceforth blessed with the ability to turn into a superpowered form of her own - not in the same way that Kamoshida did.

With the dancer spirit on her side, she now had the power to do something.

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Kamoshida had heard about a bank robbery ongoing a while away from where he was. Transforming into his alter ego, he flew off into the night in preparation for a brawl.

When he got there, though, he found the police taking the already defeated criminals into custody.

Flying down, he asked the officers how they had stopped the criminal scum before he even got there. Nobody could give him a good answer, but they all agreed that it had started with a lean red figure bursting into the bank in the middle of a stand-down between the officers and the offenders. Like a firecracker whizzing through the air, all the would-be robbers suddenly had their guns knocked out of their hands, followed by attacks that knocked them unconscious. Other than that, no one could give him good enough details, and the security feeds had been taken out by the robbers earlier, making them obsolete.

After ensuring everything was settled, a disgruntled Kamoshidaman left back for his house. A few days later, he and his sidekick Inazuma were battling a villainess called Lilen, a woman with the power to grow plants anywhere. It had culminated when after Inazuma had been swatted away from the battle and knocked unconscious, Kamoshida had been snatched and held by all four limbs by her monstrous “Plutonian Death Trap,” most likely with intentions of ripping him apart limb by limb. Lilen’s command to do so, however, was interrupted by the giant plant releasing an ear-shattering squeal in pain as some of its other leafy appendages had suddenly been caught ablaze. Confused as he was, Kamoshidaman took the opportunity and knocked out Lilen while she tried to put out the flames. This time, though, Kamoshidaman noticed something left at the remains of the fallen plant.

Upon further inspection, it appeared to be a card. It stated:

“To Kamoshidaman, the so-called protector of Kamo City,

I know the evils you have committed. You hold this place under your thumb, and if anyone so much as slightly displeases you , they are branded evil by you, and the rest of Kamo City follows suit like lemmings off a cliff.

I will not fight you, you monster. Instead, I will steal all that you truly desire from your heroic actions – your glory and your power.

Yours truly,

Panther & Carmen”

Kamoshidaman took it to the police, in the hopes they might track the writer down. Oddly enough, the police saw no problem with it, for when it was returned to Kamoshidaman, not only was the signature missing but also the text had changed entirely into words of adoration and gratitude from a fan called Tomo P.

Infuriated, Kamoshidaman took his frustration out on “Inazuma” that night. That punk was the only one who knew his identity, and after being beaten down despite the electrokinetic powers he’d mysteriously acquired, the little hooligan had been given an option; join him against evil at his beck and call, or have him and his family driven out of the city… if not worse .

Storming off, Kamoshida did not think that the abuse would be the last straw for Ryuji. He had heard about the card from the perverted powerhouse, so he decided that the mysterious saviors and this Tomo P. from the last two moments of crime needed to be looked into.

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Time passed, as it always does, but now, results were slowly starting to show up. As soon as the story of Panther and Carmen had reached the public, Kamoshidaman began to fade into obscurity.

The older and more experienced superhero always seemed to be too slow to get to minor battles, and for major villains and villainesses it was presumed that if Panther showed up, it was only to save Kamoshidaman at the last moment. The protector of Kamo City would have been spending more time looking for the mysterious person, but Inazuma had offered to do all the research in exchange for less actual fighting.

Other than that, he was considering something to himself. Once I’ve found and beaten Panther and her ally senseless, he would ponder, should I give them a second chance like I’ve graciously done for that brat or just brand them villains and kick them out of my place ? After all, this was his city - he and only he was supposed to have true power and authority, and no one was going to challenge that!

Ryuji Sakamoto, despite his intense hatred of the leverage-holding loser, really was doing some looking for the elusive figure. However, he had been keeping info from his barbaric boss; the giant-jawed jerk thought he was a lot further away from the truth then he actually was.

In fact, he was pretty sure he at least had a theory to the answer. Soon, he was going to go and find out for himself.

By now, Ann had long graduated high school, and would soon be a freshman in college. Shiho had fully healed from the incident, and knew about her acts as Panther. Her best friend kept it secret, but the civilian had asked her to ensure that she would kill none of the bad guys during her “extracurricular activities.”

Shiho had not needed to ask Ann the question - such was the plan, anyway - but she assured Shiho that would happen. Sadly, there were those public executions that Kamoshidaman held, but those were only for the people he managed to catch, and considering that crime rates dropped like a blimp filled with iron since Panther showed up, the executions almost never happened. Things were slowly looking up.

But because the world takes a pleasure sicker and more twisted than Kamoshidaman himself in hurting others, it was about then when Inazuma showed up at her apartment.

She had been sitting on the rooftops as Panther when he arrived. It was clear he had been looking for something, but she didn’t know if the villain’s sidekick was looking for her . Honestly, he always looked uncomfortable when no one else was looking, he would always leave the scene as quickly as he could, and she was quite sure that not all the marks she saw him with were from superpowered evildoers. With all the famous superheroes in Kamo City, attackers didn’t show up often enough for Inazuma to get as many scars and whatnot as he had.

If someone were to fashion the energy from such a staredown into a blade, chances are it could cleave Kamoshidaman in two.

“... I’m guessing you’re Panther?” Kamoshidaman’s electrokinetic colleague asked her.

She didn’t respond, but that was all Inazuma needed to know.

“Listen,” he asked, “I’ll keep this secret-”

“But what?” Panther spoke, breaking her silence and releasing the pent-up fury she had held for… what now, five years? “I have to stop taking that jerk’s spotlight? I have to idolize him no matter what he does?”

Raising his arms in mock surrender, the sidekick nervously replied, “Cool it, Catgirl! I don’t have any blackmail-based intentions!”

At Panther’s shocked silence, Inazuma continued. “If anything, I want your help in something instead.”

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After Inazuma explained the abuse and blackmail Kamoshidaman held over him, and Ann explained the story of Shiho’s hospitalization and forward, the two had jokingly reintroduced themselves. As it turned out, Ann and Inazuma - whom she now knew as Ryuji Sakamoto - went to the same university. Sure, Ryuji was on the path to being a physical therapist - where was this guy about five years ago, Ann would lament - and she was looking towards the path of acting, but they were still close enough to see each other often.

One of the first things Ann did was introduce Ryuji to Shiho and explain everything. It was better now than for the more “normal” one of the three to discover this suddenly close relationship and grow suspicious on her own. Thankfully, Shiho agreed to keep his secret too - but for whatever reason, there was teasing about her liking him.

The whole world seemed to think the same thing about their heroic forms.  One of the first things Ryuji did upon settling into his work with Ann was to get the one who gave him his power - a pirate spirit called Captain Kidd - to give him a new look when he fought with Panther so Kamoshidaman couldn't figure out he was betraying him.

He had renamed himself Skull in this form, and anyone who asked him why would hear that he and his feline-themed counterpart planned to “get this city to stop running around like headless idiots.”

Skull was the one who made public appearances, but Panther still kept herself hidden. There was still plenty of clamor about the two, and what was even more awkward for them was that many people for whatever reason shipped them.

Some people had written fanfics about the duo. Most of them featured something called a “Love Square,” featuring made-up versions of their civilian identities. Ryuji was usually portrayed as either a try-hard kid trying to be a thug or a wealthy and debonair yet unhappily restrained young man, while Ann was either portrayed as the type who was completely “normal” outwardly but incredibly odd as Panther or the class clown who turned into an incredibly aloof superheroine in secret. No fanfic was even close to the truth. Shiho had written a fic once that was quite inaccurate but still closer than anything she had read. She didn’t post it on any websites, of course, but she did safely send it to Ryuji and Ann in the hopes of teasing them.

Kamoshidaman, through all of the popularity given to the supposed trio of upstarts, was practically old news, and he was livid about it. As the amount of attention the public paid to Panther slowly grew, his fury did the same, and while it took a boost with the appearance of Skull, it was only on the day that in a passing discussion he overheard someone forget who Kamoshidaman was - even though they remembered a second later - that he lost the last of his patience for the hidden heroine.

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The tension between the heroes and the “hero” peaked almost 6.5 years after Panther beat Kamoshidaman to that bank, and at some point, she had obtained a nasty crush on her filter-less friend and partner Skull. She and Shiho had been dating for about 3-4 months after Shiho’s release from the hospital, and many a time they had talked about adding the “boneheaded” boy to their relationship. The agreement that they would both be okay with it was unanimous, but they both had yet to ask him as of then.

It seemed as if the universe itself was waiting on them to start dating, and to push them along, it sent them other spirit-powered heroes that would also aid them in battle on occasion.

They had made a group from all the heroes in their team, although the others were seldom brought in unless needed for backup and/or against specific villains. Consisting of the artistic yet socially awkward Fox, the antihero-turned-villain-turned-fully-hero Crow, the slowly less antisocial tech expert Oracle (who was most commonly asked for due to her ability with both technology and battle), and the deadly duo of the brutal yet kind Queen & the cordial yet intimidating Noir (the two of which had started dating after meeting up one battle), the heroes nicknamed the Spirit Guardians were feared and loved by Kamo City depending on who you would be to them.

One fateful day, it was both Kamoshidaman and not Kamoshidaman who took action. He knew that he no longer had the power to brand the Spirit Guardians as villains and let the city do the work for him, so he decided to take more dramatic measures.

Dākumasuku K immediately threw Kamo City into panic, the reportedly-possessed superhero demanding a battle between both him and the duo of Panther and Carmen, claiming only those two could save him by breaking the dark mask he wore. A date was set, and if they would not show up and fight him in person, he would destroy something or someone every day they didn’t appear.

Inazuma had overheard this plan from him, and Skull sent it to the woman in charge. Sadly, it was only Panther and Skull in town, as the other Spirit Guardians either lived in other areas and had been nearby during their appearances or would not be able to make it without arousing suspicion as to their identities. They had been planning this final attack on not only Kamoshidaman but also his reputation almost since their partnership began, and now they could use it!

Kamoshidaman had hurt many people, and there were many who had plenty of negative things to say about him but did not on fear of ostracism, banishment, execution, or some combination of the three. Silently, they went around and collected those people’s stories, stating that when the information was broadcasted it would be unclear who each story was from.

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Panther really hated Kamoshidaman, but she hated the idea of people getting hurt even more, so for the first time known to Kamo City, she showed up in broad daylight on her lonesome. Dākumasuku K had been waiting for her, and when asked where the person known as Carmen was, she claimed that Carmen was nonexistent, having merely been a red herring of sorts. Dākumasuku K growled, and the battle began.

When the smoke cleared, things darkened as a well-weakened Dākumasuku K stood over the beaten superheroine, with his mask broken but still on.

“You’re supposed to be freed!” Panther barely cried out, gasping and gaping at the supervillain.

Leaning in, Kamoshidaman whispered to her, “I was free to do as I pleased, you *****. You, however, are about to lose your freedom for attempting to shackle my justice.”

At her angered scowl, Kamoshidaman laughed to himself. Turning away from the platinum blonde, he snarked, “Never meet your heroes, kid. Now stay there while I-”

“It’s funny how you talked about meeting heroes…”

Kamoshidaman whipped around to stare at the superheroine, who was slowly getting up from the ground.

“All the superpowered people in this city that I know of are either me, the Spirit Guardians, or supervillains. You aren’t me, and you sure as **** aren’t joining the team, so by process of elimination…”

“Bold words for someone not entirely off the ground, you stupid girl.” Kamoshidaman grated, his voice like a rubber band stretched to its limits, as if Panther pushing him any further would send him rocketing away.

Knowing she had him angry, the feline-themed superheroine smirked. “Bolder words for someone who’s about to be floored .”

Now that she was standing - albeit barely - she suddenly let out a shrill whistle, and almost right after, every big screen and TV in the city shut off for a few seconds. When they returned, a singular video played on all of them.

It was an elegant reading by a robotic voice, detailing each and every one of the offenses that all of the interviewees had given to the true heroes. As promised, not one of the victims were named or recorded - their words had been written down instead, so Kamoshidaman wouldn’t know who to track down, as all the victims picked out were all innocent bystanders that the anti-villain had ignored while trampling on his climb to fame and power. Kamoshidaman simultaneously turned white as an albino cat and red as a ladybug as he watched his cruel actions be exposed to the entirety of Kamo City.

Even if people were unsure of whom to trust then, the last reading and only named victim would still have set Kamo City into an outrage.

Inazuma , who had been unseen since the last fight against Crow during his villainous days as The Prince, was shown at the end, looking like a husk of what the world had seen the brash but quiet sidekick to be. He revealed all the pain Kamoshida had brought upon him, and at the end of his statements, he began with some information that closed the casket on not only any possible remains of Kamoshidaman’s respect but those of his civilian identity.

“You’re a special kind of ******, you know? Most evildoers have the decency to appear as good people outside of the mask. You were abusive to me as a ‘hero’ and as my former sports teacher. People of Kamo City, if you want to take your anger out on this guy, you’ll find him at…”

Inazuma proceeded to blab the information of the high school where the one named Kamoshida (who other than Inazuma had never been figured out despite both of his names being horrifyingly similar) worked and any other way to reach him, Inazuma ended the video with the nastiest scowl anyone had seen and a goodbye. You could tell he wanted to give Kamoshida the middle finger and say certain words following that goodbye, but Panther had decided that it would not be a good idea to show that stuff on live TV broadcasted to the whole city.

As it turned out, Kamoshidaman was literally empowered by the people. The more that trusted him, the more that bowed to his power and authority, the more powerful he would be. Even as Kamoshida, he’d been abusing some of his students and offering rewards for others in exchange for… favors . Ugh.

That was in the past, thankfully; as of the aftermath, the vexing villain was barely stronger than his normal self, and although he tried to escape after the video ended, it turned out Skull and the other heroes had been waiting for him, all of them but Oracle (who had no weapon) complete with painful surprises. Despite many of the public’s opinion that Kamoshida should be publicly executed like he had done to some decent people, Kamo City and its true heroes refused, pointing out that doing that was stooping to the worst of Kamoshida’s levels. Instead, they decided to give him a choice on his fate based on his “nicer punishments.”

Option 1 was simple – he could stay in the city, but he would be rotting in their prisons for the rest of his days, forced to move prisons every few years in order to keep him from plotting with others. Option 2 was more complicated – he would leave the city and never come back, and if he tried to begin superhero work once more somewhere else, no matter how well he meant, he would be tracked, struck down, dragged back to Kamo City (who despite the surprising lack of link to its former “protector” was in dire need of a new name) and would be forced into taking Option 1 from there.

He chose Option 2 – he still believed he had done no wrong, but he was smart enough to not go against those who were once his power source. Kamoshida was kicked out of the city, and other than his worst fans - who either left as well or became quickly evicted supervillains - that was the last anyone wanted to see of him. Every other city they could access was warned about him, and those cities forwarded the information until the rest of the world knew not to trust Kamoshidaman.

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A few nights after Kamoshida’s banishment, Ann and Shiho confessed to Ryuji, and the morning after the three woke up as a happy triad.

Soon after, they and the other Spirit Guardians - who revealed themselves to each other soon after the initial victory – pooled their money with the cash reward for their work and bought a big house for their leisure.

Queen and Noir, who were revealed as two girls named Makoto and Haru (and the only ones who knew another Spirit Guardian’s identity other than Ann & Ryuji, who had however intentionally initiated the awakening of the others’ powers and therefore knew everyone’s identities from the start) married about 1.75 years later, and not too long after that they were finalizing adoption papers. The twin brothers named Akira & Ren were so similar in both personality and looks you could easily get which was which wrong all day if they were clothed the same.

Fox and Oracle – who were revealed to be named Yusuke and Futaba - started dating after even more dancing than Ann and Shiho had done with Ryuji, and the only ones who did not know both of them planned to propose soon were each other.

Crow, who they learned had the name of Goro, was aro ace, but unless he trusted you with the truth, it was believed he had a fake relationship with two girls called Caroline & Justine. In the meantime, he spent his days rehabilitating ex-criminals with an old friend who apparently responded to the name Morgana.

After the Spirit Guardians’ hiatus grew long enough, Kamoshidaman eventually grew stupid enough to try pretending to be a hero again. By then, however, he was also much too old and far weaker than he was to have much success; coupled with the fact that everyone knew better than to trust him, the now-rabbit themed “superhero” King Hare was taken down as soon as folks figured out it was him. With the help of some of the Spirit Guardians, three new heroes calling themselves the Phantom Hearts – two near-lookalike young gents called Joker & Wildcard and their sneaky scout Mona – ensured that Kamoshidaman finally made #1.

Sadly for him, that #1 was the number of the path he now takes. At last, Kamoshida finally achieved absolute justice.

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Winter Anime 2019 Part 2: My Fedora Weighs A Ton

Smash that hate-reblog button, because today I’m calling out another penily* challenged isekai copypasta. But first...

Dororo

What: Baby gets most vital organs stolen by demons due to his father’s dickishness, is now all grown up and back for revenge. He also picks up a spunky petty thief so this doesn’t get too depressing.

✅ Shounen manga in the 60s sure was some shit huh. Thankfully this is a Tezuka original, so it’s surprisingly lighthearted for how ultragrim the setup is. That doesn’t mean it actually is lighthearted on an absolute scale, of course, just matter of fact instead of unbearably miserable. I like it.

✅✅ This looks dope, yo. It starts with the character designs, which are nicely updated but still noticeably Tezuka-ish. Then there’s the animation, which is deluxe and super deluxe during fights. And the backgrounds are real pretty too.

✅✅ Bonus points for a fantastic OP as well. I would already crown this as the OP of the season (sorry, Boogiepop), but we’ve still got another Mappa show to come and it’s Kakegurui, which has a track record in that regard. Dare I hope we get something even better?

♎ Ah, yes, Mappa. Great openings and great first episodes is what they do. I dearly hope they don’t donk it again, or, failing that, only donk it in the very last minute like Zombieland Saga.

✅ This is absolutely not my thing subject-wise, but the evidence suggests that it’s just too good to pass up. Hot damn.

Pastel Memories

What: Akiba has become normal and a bunch of girls are just sort of wandering around in it looking for manga.

❌❌ Okay seriously, what is with this new trend of making the first episode of your anime boring, seemingly on purpose? The preview promises some action (note: more on that later), but this first episode is largely content-free and tedious as hell.

❌❌ I suppose they’re banking on their large amount of kawaii characters, but a character-focused show needs, you know, character. These girls are extremely bland and samey and the one memorable one is the one that says nya a lot. Gimmicks are not the pinnacle of effort, yes, but simply not doing anything is hardly more effort.

❌❌ It also looks like ass, which is why I’m not enthusiastic about this show attempting action in the future. It’s somehow consistently off-model, with all the characters having sightline problems that makes everyone have a constant vacant stare. It’s barely worth mentioning with problems like that, but the animation’s not much either. The whole thing exudes a distinct bootleg ambiance.

♎ The plot they’re hinting at at the very end (all these girls are dimension-hoppers going through different worlds) admittedly has potential to be at least mildly entertaining. But potential is nothing without execution, which this show anti-excels at.

Mob Psycho 100 S2

What: Quit frontin, you know what MP100 is.

✅ At this point I’m basically only in it for the glorious visuals, so S2 better not be a step down. It’s not, so that’s good.

✅ I was not at all impressed by Mob Psycho’s writing overall, but the aspect I liked the most was Mob’s awkward daily life. This episode mostly focused on that, so no complaints here either. Komedy with Reigen and what amounts to a grunge rock cover of Bleach will surely follow, but this is about episode 1. 

❌ One of S1's strongest points was the amazing opening. The new one is a much inferior clone of that one, both musically and visually.

♎ I won’t complain at length about MP100���s content again, but yeah, I don’t have high hopes. I’ll watch it no matter what because it’s still worth it, and the most I hope for is that the glue between the kabooms isn’t too annoying on average. This is starting out on the right foot if nothing else.

Rinshi!! Ekoda-chan

What: A sort of experimental adaptation of an 4koma about an easygoing woman. The trick is that every episode will be done by entirely different staff and studios.

❌❌ You know, I don’t mind weird, not conventionally beautiful arthouse shorts. However, packing your 3 minute short with 20 minutes of staff interviews explaining why it’s good may be a bit too modern art even for me. Especially when done in a Japanese daytime TV style.

❌ Even on its own terms, the short itself is on the bad side of whatever. #relatable to some, maybe, but not to me. And well, it’s not a looker, not even unconventionally so.

❌ The idea here is intriguing, but it spectacularly doesn’t work out in the first episode. I suppose if this produces something amazing down the line (which, admittedly, it might), I’ll hear about it.

Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari / The Rising of the Shield Hero

What: 💩

💩💩 Features a complete catalogue of isekai tropes, including pointing them out because the writer is extremely intelligent. If I have called it shit before, it’s probably in here somewhere.

💩💩 Is a whiny nerd’s manifesto on the topic of how he doesn’t get respected even though he’s so nice and how women are gold-digging whores that accuse him of rape. Basically, this is the /r/incels to Goblin Slayer’s /r/the_donald.

💩💩 Fucking double length because just saying “isekai” is not enough, you have to really make sure everyone knows what that means.

💩💩 Oh yeah, Shield Hero seems to pick up a slave catgirl at the end, as you do. I hope she also gives him a swirly and steals his lunch money, but considering he can magically order her to stay in the kitchen, I don’t think that’s likely.

♎ Looks alright, if thoroughly uninspired. Kinema Citrus can do better, but thankfully don’t.

Ueno-san wa Bukiyou / How clumsy you are, Miss Ueno.

What: Ueno-san is a genius inventor, crush-haver and terminal-stage boke. Oh dear.

❌❌ Loud and obnoxious comedy short. But still not short enough (12m).

❌❌ The two jokes in this episode are 1. Ueno wants to make her crush/straight man drink her piss and 2. Ueno wants to make her crush/straight man look up her skirt while not wearing panties.

❌❌ In other words, it’s a more stylistically generic Asobi Asobase that also pulls its punches with magical piss-purifying/pussy-hiding technology.

❌❌ No.

Watashi ni Tenshi ga Maiorita! / Wataten!: An Angel Flew Down to Me

What: Useless neet girl pervs on her little sister’s best friend. “Cute or pedo? Why not both!”, says Doga Kobo, establishing a pattern in the process.

♎ Shockingly, that pattern is not a tremendously annoying character for once. Our lead here is annoying, just not outrageously so. So it’s no Uzamaid, and one might even consider this watchable and cute if you don’t think about it too hard, or preferably at all.

♎ It also looks plush and agreeable, as usual. 

❌❌ What is exactly like Uzamaid is the loliyuri though, and no amount of Doga Kobo gloss will make that go away. Why not, like, pick one of the thousands of cutesy 4koma without that? It’s just creepy. Less creepy than Uzamaid, yes, but that might as well have been the most pastel colored horror TV show ever so that’s not an accomplishment. 

❌ Even if it weren’t extremely questionable content-wise, what’s left would still just be a good-looking but utterly unexceptional moe show. Sort of like Sansha Sanyou or in fact the majority of Doga Kobo productions at this point. What a waste of talent.

* Yes, that’s a word. I looked it up.

[daily-catgirl]

Hello !

I'm daily-catgirl, another one of those many drawing-daily blogs inspired by @/hoofpeet here on Tumblr. My goal is to consistently post 1 daily cat girl drawing that I have done for the year of 2024. I'll have a little read more below that will contain a few Q&A type deals, but otherwise, I hope you simply can enjoy my work!! Toodles :3

What should we call you, and what are your pronouns? -I'll go by basically any name here, but if we need something unified; Catmod should do? IDK I don't really mind :3 My pronouns are it/its Why cat girls? aren't blogs like this typically dedicated to learning the anatomy of a specific animal? -Typically, yes, from what I've seen! I know hoofpeet's original blog was spawned from a special interest in cows or bovine, though. As for me; I'm not really after a specific anatomy of thing to learn, as much as I'm after a hint of consistency! I expect myself to fail, of course, but the amount of times I've started things and abandoned them has been. Problematic, to say the least. As for why catgirls specifically; this is a century since the first cat girl, as far as Wikipedia has told me, so I figured it'd be a fun commemoration! besides; My boyfriend likes Felica Darkstalkers a lot, so. He's thrilled, lol

Can we make requests? -Sure! though I will forewarn you; I very well may not get too them, and if I do it will probably not be quickly. I am not particularly skilled with consistence, as was stated above, so; We're really playing things by ear here. That being said; I'm all for it!

Why not @ hoofpeat directly? -I got nervous ;w; I think that hoofpeat makes really cool art, and I am. not very good :thumbs_up:, so. Maybe in the future I'll be normal about it, but I always struggle with socialization.

You've missed a day! -Nuh uh (I am depressed and trying to do this as a consistancy challenge; I will fail but so long as I give the 336 amount of catgirls, I can forgive myself

[azdoine]

Harry Potter and the Methods of Catgirls

...it had developed that Harry had not made an original magical discovery, but rediscovered a law so ancient that nobody knew who had first formulated it:

A potion spends that which is invested in the creation of its ingredients.

...the fundamental principle of Potions-Making had no name and no standard phrasing, since then you might be tempted to write it down.

And someone who wasn't wise enough to figure out the principle themselves might read it.

And they would start having all sorts of bright ideas for inventing new Potions.

And then they would be turned into catgirls.

“Um,” Harry said. “Not to undercut the severity of what you’re saying -- I understand the importance of keeping dangerous magical knowledge secret -- but is that a real example?”

McGonagall gave Harry a steely look. “Every bit as real as the examples I’ve always given.” And Harry remembered reading in Transfiguration about all of the stories of magic gone wrong...

But... McGonagall had said ‘he was turned into a catgirl’ and not ‘he was killed in a catgirl-related potions accident’.

“Permanently?” Harry asked.

"Mister Potter, no! Don’t think I don’t see that look in your eye! Stop thinking creatively!”

“Yes, Professor.”

But Harry was still thinking.

For one: potions (or crazy botched potions, at least?) could permanently turn you into a catgirl. Potions could permanently change your form, from what Harry was rapidly gathering; McGonagall still had a poor poker face, enough that Harry was getting intrigued enough to make bets.

For another: being a catgirl was not exactly optimal. It obviously incurred all kinds of social costs, no matter how enjoyable it might turn out to be -- Harry was “undecided”. But being a catgirl was still preferable to being a boy either way, at least in Harry’s books.

When she had come to Magical Britain, she’d had a vague sort of hope for something. She’d always been uncomfortable with the direction of her own thoughts about herself, and her thoughts about her body. Because she knew that she was too scrupulous to be able to ignore the things that she couldn’t change. And so she’d put her own thoughts on the very bottom of the very long checklist she called the World Optimization Plan, and ignored them as best as she could.

In retrospect, her pre-Hogwarts thoughts had been just as irrational as her thoughts could be to be now: just irrational enough to get her in big trouble.

But magic seemed to trample roughshod over the laws of physics and biology, so she had hoped! If only Transfiguration was permanent and simple, if only Polyjuice wasn’t temporary and an implicit imitation of someone else, if only...

Well, now she had the hint of a new lead that she might be able to pursue. She wasn’t even thinking creatively, as her professor had warned her against! She was planning on using crazy catgirl potions for their intended, functionally-fixed purposes, thank you very much.

So now she was walking through the halls of Hogwarts, and thinking. Maybe the catgirl potion worked by sacrificing one dear part of your identity for another -- sacrificing your humanity in order to gain something equally valuable. Equivalent exchange.

(Some distant part of Harry wondered: if she gave up her humanity in order to be a girl, would her human Patronus change?)

But wondering was a questionable idea, because it sent you down all kinds of roads that could turn out to be dead ends, when you tried to go down those roads for real. The best (first) thing to do would be to learn what had actually happened to the person who turned himself into a catgirl, and to learn how he had done it.

It would also be a good idea to learn if it had been voluntary or not -- McGonagall had acted like it was an accident, but almost anything could be excused, if it was a mysterious magical accident, and not something you deliberately inflicted on yourself.

Now, where would Harry learn about that person? She had already gone through the Hogwarts library (including archives of the Daily Prophet, and the monthly journal releases from Saint Mungo’s Hospital and the Extraordinary Society of Potioneers) and found nothing of note.

So how could she find the potioneer? That was something she not only didn’t know, but she didn’t really know how she could go about learning. McGonagall and Flitwick were cagey on the details of the catgirl incident, which would have made anyone with a smidgen more risk-aversion run away screaming.

Could she ask Snape, the resident potions expert? Hah! No, upon reflection she would rather jump off of a balcony, break every bone in her body, and get them all vanished and regrown overnight.

There was...

Well, there was one person in the castle with the talent for doing the apparently-impossible, even the impossible-by-Harry’s-standards. She could imagine his dry voice already: Why yes, I do know exactly where to find the potioneer in question! I even acquired blackmail material on them six years ago, just in case.

The rational thing to do would be to go and ask Quirrell, because at this point she was half-convinced that Quirrell could do even the logically impossible. Even if his heart wasn’t in the right place, he certainly seemed to care about her; and if he could forgive her for being irrational, he probably wouldn’t even care about this gender business.

She knew she should probably tell him sometime, before the year was over, and the curse on the Defence position got him. Before he died, or was frozen in time, or consigned to Azkaban, or transfigured into a Portrait, or worse. She could tell anyone else at any other time, but Quirrell was on a time limit.

There was probably no better time to tell him about this than now, while she was actually being so reckless as to pursue her thoughts. She knew she was getting antsier and antsier in her own skin, enough to go on wild goose chases like this.

But it just felt too awkward to tell Quirrell now, so late into their time together, after they'd already shared so many other secrets. She was dragging her feet on it. Yes, I told you about my mysterious Dark Side and helped you commit all sorts of incredibly illegal crimes before I was willing to tell you that I’ve actually wanted to be a girl for the whole time that you’ve known me. Now help me turn into a catgirl!

What did exactly did that say about her warped priorities?

She continued walking, and she knew she was coming up on the intersection between her dormitory and between Quirrell’s classroom, and she knew that she needed to make a good choice now, because if she chose wrong now, she would probably choose wrong the next time, and the time after that.

But Quirrell took the choice out of her hands, turning around a corner and emerging from his zombie-mode. Her sense of doom spiked painfully, or maybe that was just the nausea she always felt when she considered coming out. Coming out would mean someone else knew, which meant that anyone could know. Two people could keep a secret if one of them was dead.

But there was nothing for it, she had to tell him before she just gave up on the whole thing. She should have practiced by telling Hermione, first; she should have practiced with anyone at all, the anxiety and doom was going to be the end of her-

“Miss Potter,” Professor Quirrell said, perfectly casually, smiling the same way he always did. “I hear that you discovered yet another fact of magical lore normally reserved for grown-ups.”

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