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[the-whispers-of-death]

A New Friend

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Stone sighed as he walked out of the hospital building on base, several trash bags in his hands. He was so tired and he had at least five, heavy trash bags combined in his hands, full of trash.

It was the end of the day, so he had just been taking out the trash for the day. It was the last thing he had to do in the hospital building before he could get back to his barracks and rest, internally scolding himself for getting up at four in the morning even though he had been getting up at that time for years now.

He threw the heavy trash bags into the nearby dumpster, grunting softly at how heavy the bags were. Those were the last of the trash bags, which he was thankful about. He turned to head back inside the hospital building, only to hear rustling from the woods that bordered the base.

"Hello?" Stone asked, his voice cold as usual. His large, gloved hand reached for his sidearm, his brown eyes scanning the area for threats. "Come on out."

He was expecting an enemy soldier who had made it past the base's security measures or a recruit or two who were playing around in the woods, but instead he heard a meow. His cold brown eyes went to the sound just as a black, skinny cat jumped out from where it was hiding in a bush, its coat dirty with sand and leaves.

The cat meowed again and Stone's hand on his side arm fell. He turned towards the cat, eyeing it warily. "Ah, so you must be the stray cat that's been roaming around base," he said, his cold voice soft.

He had heard whispers of a cat that was roaming around the base, but it wasn't really a friendly cat, according to the stories. And there was evidence to back the stories up as several soldiers had come into the hospital building to get treated because they had been scratched at and bit by said cat whenever the soldiers made the mistake to get close.

The cat didn't seem hostile with Stone though, in fact it went right up to Stone's larger form and rubbed its head against his legs. He was surprised to hear the cat purring, and so loudly at that.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he took off his gloves and stashed them in his pockets, crouching down slowly to be eye-level with the cat. His movements were slow, not wanting to spook the smaller animal. As soon as he was low enough for the cat to reach his hands, the cat sniffed at his scarred hands and bumped its head into them, wanting pets.

"Hm, you don't seem like the hostile cat I heard about," Stone murmured, petting the cat. He let the cat guide his hand where it wanted to be petted, his touch gentle for the first time in weeks. "You seem... misunderstood."

He moved from a crouching position to a sitting one, which the cat really liked. He grunted softly as he felt the cat's small paws trample onto his lap, the purring getting even louder somehow. "You remind me of myself in that regard," he continued, uncaring that he was talking to a cat. "People tend to think I'm hostile too, though they're not entirely wrong. It takes some adjustment period to get used to me and I can be hostile if needed."

"I suppose you and I both, we've been hurt before, huh?" Stone kept petting the cat, the cat's front paws on his broad chest. He was so large at 6'6" that the cat looked like a kitten compared to him, though the cat was probably at least an adult by cat standards. "Can't trust just anyone, perhaps that why you're letting me pet you. We're kindred spirits, the two of us."

He spent close to an hour petting the cat and he promised to come back the next day, this time with some food. When Stone came back out after getting all of his stuff from the hospital building, he saw the cat still near the building. He gave the cat a little wave with his fingers when the cat meowed, feeling how his lips pulled into a small smile beneath his muzzle-like mask—something he hadn't known he could do.

He had never smiled before now, didn't know his muscles still worked like that.

"Until next time, cat," Stone said softly, turning towards where the barracks were. He walked away from the hospital building, feeling lighter than he had in months.

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[kateyopalescent]

I’m gonna pop your bubblegum heart

[doublxpresso]

Make a wish, birthday boy!

[vic-does-battlecats]

he totally did that On Purpose

(hope the gif colors come out right.. might have to click on it for it to display right?)

[destinyesque]

[h0ney-bunchez]

i like to imagine this is how adachi's first assignment in inaba went

[wrathyforest]

Finally, one month later, I've drawn Zhu Hanbin's Lu Guang from his performance on 23th of March <:

[hammannii]

THE....

Why are you so....

THEY MADE HIM SO SILLY😭😭😭 He's so cute

[artilite]

cheng xiaoshi won the poll for most dog-coded on twt!!!! huzzah!!!!!

[bonefall]

I’m rereading Po3 and despite its flaws I really enjoyed the introduction to the three. Jaykit isn’t mentioned to be blind in the first few chapters and instead they chose to show how much MORE capable he is compared to his littermates; until at the end of chapter 3, he brings up his blindness on his own. It makes forcing him to be a medicine cat SO much more frustrating because it really feels like they’re setting him up to be a warrior and choose his own fate (note i haven’t finished the reread this is just my first impression)

I like how you seem to take that path in BB regardless! It makes his arc so much more enjoyable

His arc in canon is super frustrating because he's such an independent character who clearly wants to make his own decisions in life, but then he just gets shoved into the medcat den. I LIKE that he ultimately goes there and that he enjoys it; but it was still really fucked up that they stripped away his autonomy in the process.

Re: they are not real, they are writing choices. Taking away the choices a disabled character can make over their own life, forcing them into a celibate nun role, and then going "awwwww dont worry see? he likes it! This was the best thing for him :)" was fucked up.

And imo it didn't have to be that way! You wouldn't have to go the FULL route I did with big changes, he could just be more involved in the descision to stop being a warrior apprentice and it would be fine. Minor change that would make a world of difference.

I do also have to interject to say though... blindness should really not be an extremely severe impairment for a ThunderClan cat.

I'm dead serious.

Whiskers are built-in sensors that tell you the exact position of everything within several inches of your head, ears swerve to pick up sound, and the jacobson's organ provides a sense of smell so keen that I have an entire Clanmew expansion draft because I needed to make WORDS describing the power of this sense that humans do not have. I cannot stress enough how delicate their other senses are, felines do not rely on their sight like primates do

ThunderClan lives in a mixed-oak woodland, where sight is already often obscured by foliage, objects are close together (for whiskers to feel), and nearly every movement makes noise against the leaf litter. RiverClan and (moor-running) WindClan cats would have a harder time with this disability than Thunder or Shadow.

Cat sight SUCKS to begin with. It sucks BADDD. They don't have color vision, they're significantly nearsighted, and they can't track up-and-down movements well. WC doesn't write realistic cats (more like small fuzzy people really) and I also work with more humanesque eyesight, but the only thing Jay should really lose is an ability to rapidly track a small animal swerving fast. Blind cats are often still excellent hunters in spite of that!

So it's an extra big waste that they railroaded him into a position he didn't choose, saying he couldn't be a warrior. This is the perfect disability to write, if you want to explore how ableism can impact the characters in this society who ARE legitimately still capable of nearly full independence, but still need to find accommodations for what they can't do.

In the same arc they're doing the dumb Cinder Reincarnation Plotline, no less!! Where SHE is also feeling like she has no choice over her "destiny," and gets a conflict over a potentially disabling injury

"Oh nooo if cinderpaw breaks her leg she wont be a warrior!"

"What the f-- Im Jaypaw and im reporting live from the scene where a Category 1 Idiot Moment is taking place. Woman breaks leg, suddenly everyone believes she is a horse, more at 11."

One of these days I should really make "herb guides" just covering how various sensory disabilities impact the lives of Clan cats and some tips for writing them as warriors, especially between Clans. Stuff you wouldn't usually consider, like how much noise deaf cats tend to make, how RiverClan would get a ton of sinus infections and lose their sense of smell, being blind in Sky vs Thunder, etc.

[foolsocracy]

thinking about pete's exact age again and whats implied by these panels

Frankenstein was released November 21, 1931. The first noir volume takes place January 1933. It's been a generous 14 months since he's seen this movie but with how its written here it sounds like he's talking about an instance when he was a kid. or at least... younger than however old he was just over a year ago.

Either Pete is on the younger side of his teenage years or he's very sensitive to 'horror'/disturbing scenes, or both. I'd get it if he's sensitive to that stuff cause who knows what heinous shit he's seen but damn does that make me feel really awful for him. Peter The Horrors Parker, known for being subjected to The Horrors,.. it just makes me sad

[thecryptidwizard]

🪴cozy🪴

background was practice (sort of), so it looks a bit shoddy. eek!

[vulcanmilk]

Do you think the two of us can handle a drunk Vulcan? based off this dress

[nuctua-larc]

Second part with my favorite badly dressed boy

[falling-star-cygnus]

pushing my cat Lu Guang agenda -> featuring Qiao Ling :D

so- i don't remember if its fanon or canon that Lu Guang has insomnia but i'd like to think that sometimes, during the day, he'll just randomly fall asleep in warm places

like- he'll lean against Cheng Xiaoshi while reading, being careful not to disturb his game, and drift off near seconds later -> the first time this happened, Cheng Xiaoshi froze stiff and just stared until Lu Guang woke up again an hour or two later {he was so shocked that he didn't even attempt a picture} -> He took several the next time it happened though, near giddy at the display of trust

Texting:______________________________________________________ Qiao Ling: Xiaoshi 13:04 Qiao Ling: Come help me carry stuff inside 13:04

Cheng Xiaoshi: i can't 13:06

Qiao Ling: ?! 13:07 Qiao Ling: Why not?? 13:07

Cheng Xiaoshi: lu's sleeping 13:07

Qiao Ling: So? 13:08 Qiao Ling: Just don't be loud and come help me!! 13:08

Cheng Xiaoshi: i can't! 13:10 *picture of Lu Guang leaning against his shoulder, peacefully asleep* 13:11 Cheng Xiaoshi: he's sleeping on me! 13:11 Cheng Xiaoshi: i legally cannot move 13:12

*Qiao Ling saved one{1} photo* 13:12 Qiao Ling: Understandable 13:13 ______________________________________________________________

it takes much longer for it to ever happen to Qiao Ling, much to her own chagrin and Cheng Xiaoshi's glee -> it's fake gloating and they both know it, he just likes having the upper hand

Lu Guang trusts her, he really does, but the second his head hits her shoulder for the first time Qiao Ling jumps and he pull himself back -> he's scared he might've overstepped, Lu Guang doesn't want her to be uncomfortable around him

"Ah... sorry, Qiao Ling. I must be more tired then I thought." "No- no, it's ok, Lu Guang- i didn't... mind" -> Lu Guang had fled the situation before she could finish

a few months later is when it actually finally happens. Qiao Ling keeps herself perfectly still when Lu Guang's head hits her shoulder, very careful not to startle again and scare him off

Cheng Xiaoshi comes barreling in shortly after, but quickly gets shushed by Qiao Ling. They share a giddy thumbs up in celebration

[xinesthetic]

Judging by my ao3 statistics fics in a "I am about to physically torture Lu Guang with severe sleep issues" genre are in high demand. I'm glad we all agree on wanting to make him even more miserable than he is