#i drew a few furries when i was young too? cat people probably?

[vrieseasees]

This is all cause I lost an old drawing of Okapi guy in bomber jacket that I liked from idk a decade ago

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god out here seein butchleopardstar talkin bout their old wc oc and i just have this urge to show my old ones ESPEcially ones i still have

also a fun lil look into my shitty old art 

angel was like my big first MAIN wc oc and she was called angelwing/angelstar and was the leader of demonclan a group of demon monster cats. she was married to a dude named devilheart (who is now a retired oc sorry devilheart) and they had kids and they all fought the forcesss off eeeeviiil. 

i still  own her and love her, my special first oc,,

Devilheart who is a now retired oc he was angelstars mate and was just a demon who was a big softy who loved his wife but had a temper for annoying people

dragonflight another member of demonclan and one of angelstars friends, he had the stupid storyline of being in love with angelstar despite her having a family and then also being in an unhappy marriage with a lady named blizzardlove

hes a retired oc

blizzardlove who was dragonflight mate and had the exact same storyline but with her being in love with devilheart.

she is oc retired now, but if i was smarter then i woulda relized she was in love with angel

brightflower (now just bright) was one of angelstar and devilhearts kids and was just a very sweet big hearted girl shes still that and loves her mom very much shes just not a cat anymore and is like her current moms story and is in lesbians with one of their evil mortal enemies pride

puretime (now just pure) was another one of angelstars kids who was just for the most part a regular cat but like a werewolf became a giant unstoppable monster on a blue moon that attacks everyone. hes very shy and nervous and scared of himself current him i still own and hes just about the same but he’s people, not related to angel and whatever but he still got scary werewolf live monsters livin in him

ghost flower was the third kid of angelstar and devilheart. she was a ghost cat demon thing and was super rowdy and i loved her a lot of the three. she was angelstars deputy.

now she retired having not been used in years

god THIs oc i didnt even remember existed until i saw her on my DA. her name is Applebabble she was apparently Puretimes daughter and has a speech impediment but the ability to copy voices.

she defiantly got retired oops lol

Envy who was the daughter of Angelstars mortal enemy Reborn but envhdsgsdk envy hated being apart of a family of evil and just wanted to be a normal good person. shes TECHNICALLY not retired i still draw her mom and sibling but i also havent drawn her in years

sinborn the first born on Reborn and favirote daughter.

she means and cruel and knows she favorite and plays to it. she steps on her sisters all the time and its a lil bastard

she was retired a long time ago,,,

Pride who was reborns (at the time son) third daughter who was just a typical scummy bastard who fell in love with angelstars daughter brightflower and is just trying to balance being super evil with being smithened by one of the sweetest lil light in the universe and pride still the same except lesbians now

reborn, the big miss bady of my childhood she was just totally evil through and through and loved to be bad and be a pain on angelstars life. now shes still angelstars mortal enemy but with homoerotic subtext

solarspark, this ugly ugly design im so sorry i did that to you apparently he was suppous to be Brightflowers son who had an obsession with know who his mystery father was i guess defiantly a retired oc

Mirrorpool, Solarsparks brother. who was a lot chiller and big ‘no care’ attitude. he loved his mother and was very sure of himself and his skills.

a retired oc that i still do love the design on. simple but cute

god plush was a stupid ass character whos whole thing was that he could stand and was in love with a gang member but in a no homo way and was defiantly homophobic

now hes just plush the guy defiantly and openly gay for the hot gang leader. and he still stands and is just a furry oc now

Nightkit, designed for a wc rp group on DA, drew her once and then forgot she existed lol

Waxwhisker, also made for that group of wc Rp stuff that i immediately forgot about. he meant to be in waterlcan

timetravler who was as his named said, is a timetravler. he would just show up around leafclan who take people on timetraveling adventures. and was V gay he would often turn these adventures into romantic gestures for handsome men.

i still own this one! idk why i felt like i couldnt let him go,,,

east who was apart of my ‘compass ocs’ he was just a fancy cat who raised his adoptive son west and hate siblings of north and west. they really jdshgds didnt have much story beyond that? idk why i made them

hes just a bunny named east now lol

then west to go along with east. he was just baby cowboy supreme.

south who was just big big meany, she was just very grumpy and violent. 

souths brother north who hh is a polar bear now and doesnt have a full up to dte ref, im workin on it lol

but got his old art and design, bad

spookyfire who was apart of my old rp friends clan Hauntedclan and they lived in an abandond mansion. she ws married to the leader lizardstar and they had maNY baby

she is retired U.U

Wickedspell, one of spookyfires many baby

she makes potions and is a lil witch

i tried to revamp her a few times over the years but yknow

things happen

Battlestar, another of spookyfires kids, leader after Lizardstar of Hauntedclan

retired character

Zerogravity anOTher one of spookyfires kiddos she was a sweet lil lady who was with a guy named Arksoul who stood by her after she learned herself incapable of kids.

retired character

wire who was the leader of my own baby version of bloodclan, known as savageclan. wire was an absolute monster who abused those around him and threaten even those he loved to get what he wanted.

his clan was located in a nearby abandoned power plant

his mate scrawnyskull left him with their kids after she realized how horrible he was.

scrawnyskull, Wires ex mate. she and her sister was a pet taken from her home by savageclan cats and raised in their terrible ways. she was later made wires mate. When scrawnyskull realized how far wire was willing to go to get what he wanted, she left behind her life in savage clan to raise her kids in a nearby clan iceclan.

now shes just a big monster lady oc who loves her babies

flora, shes scrawnyskulls daughter

thats about it, and i still have her around

phantum, scrawnyskulls son whos just a lil guy

storm, another one os scrawnyskulls kids, a stubborn lil guy

retired oc

Flare, scrawnyskulls sister who like swanyskull was taken from her home as a pet and made a member of savageclan. she too late realized how bad savageclan is after her sister left 

now she just a kitty cat furry oc lol shes the fun aunt

Force, one of my savageclan memebers she hated savageclanbut leaving wasnt  really an option

retired oc

another savageclan clan oc named scratch, he knew savageclan was bad but figured noone else would have him at this point

retired oc

twitch, another savageclan character. lazy bastard

retired oc

killier, another saveclan kitty who was stolen from his home as a kid and is now one of wires trusted bodygaurds

Fang, lil lady of savageclan

retired oc

badger and wolf, savageclan bastard brothers

oh they irritating

retired oc

Hollow, savageclan cat. saved by savageclan warriors as a child would have died if not for them. feels in dept to them

retired oc

snipe, savageclan warrior taken from his pet home at a young age. learning of his orgins in adulthood came to have a fascination for humans

retired oc

Fox savageclan lady

retired oc

Diamond, pretty savageclan lady

retired oc

leafclan warrior SafariPuma

now hes just a big muscle tiddy kitty

bright?? who was just a cat made of blood?

retired oc

cabbitleap, just a cat rabbit grumpy man

retired oc

icestar, leader of my iceclan i made forever ago

retired oc

rosedew, daughter of icestar and her mate snaketail

ragingstar, first leader of iceclan. spunky loud lady

now shes is named flamingo and is mmm creature!

goddessstar, leader of stellarclan

retired oc

Dim horrible daughter of goddesstar 

retired ocs

silentnight, i think i made her just to have that name

retired oc

his name is fucking coxdream, he was half cat half fox and at age 10 or whatever just DID not relize the motherfucker name sounded like that

now his name is still cox dream and now hes just a horny joke/serious��character lol 

Gracie, a loner who easily fell in love and constantly had her heart broken

now shes a zombie and falls in love and then eats the people she likes which sucks

B their a ninja cat

Dagger, cyborg cat who was experimented on

now shes a cool fortune teller with robot parts for fun

wasp was probably one of my first cat ocs when i started being into warriors  i still have him and love him and im currently designing him a boyfriend,,

brown who was friends with wasp 

i think she could technically be said to be one of my first fursonas lol

retired oc

badsmog, never did much wqith her beyond design

still have her as smog and she is creature

[higuchimon]

[fanfic] Rebirth of Kaiser:  Chapter 2

He opened his eyes to the same view that he’d had for the last few years: a simple wooden roof. After the night of dreams he’d had, it didn’t seem right somehow.

It should be white. With blue trim.

He closed his eyes again, focusing on the here and now, not on the snippets of dreams that refused to stay in his memory long enough for him to understand them. When he opened his eyes again, he recognized the roof as his own, and the familiar sense of home folded in around him.

Slowly he sat up and looked around. Everything remained in the usual place: his favorite jacket on the chair next to the bed, along with his boots. He’d washed his other clothes the day before and they hung outside, drying.

There really wasn’t much to where he lived. One single room, with different parts divided for what he needed. A bed over here, a place to keep his clean clothes – what few he had of those – and a little space with a second chair, for those irregular times he entertained visitors.

Sunlight peeked in through the window, along with a faint gust of wind. He breathed in carefully, not surprised to catch the scent of snow. Winter wasn’t that far away. He would have to take out the extra blankets soon.

Often after he had those nights full of dreams, it was hard to get going in the morning. The dreams sometimes stuck around, if only in the sense that he needed to be somewhere else, that this place was a good and pleasant home, but there was somewhere else.

Today wasn’t one of those days. Today he dressed and headed out for the dining hall with only the faintest flickers of thought about those dreams, and those faded as soon as he stepped outside into the sun.

“Morning!” One of the local sentries waved as he passed by them. He thought it wasn’t legal to be that chipper in the morning. He certainly never was.

But he raised a hand in greeting regardless. No one would be offended. Everyone here, after the last several years, knew what he was like in the mornings.

He reminds me of someone... He wasn’t sure of who. He didn’t remember ever having seen someone like that before. There weren’t many of his type around. But the hint remained all the same.

Had he ever known a Shine Angel before? If he had, it remained lost in the deep darkness that was all he had in his memory prior to the first time he’d opened his eyes in this world.

He shrugged that off, as he always did, and made his way into the dining hall for breakfast, silently greeting a few others along the way. He wouldn’t call them friends – he didn’t think he had friends, but there were people he wasn’t averse to spending time around – but these were at least comfortable acquaintances.

The longer he was in the hall, the more gossip he could here. He wasn’t often fond of the gossip, but it gave him something to listen to, and it could be useful on occasion.

Such as what he heard now.

“He’s coming. It’s that time of year anyway.” The tiny fairy bobbed in the air, morning bowl of stew held between small hands. Tiny eyes shifted over toward him. “You know that, don’t you?”

One eyebrow tilted upward. “I might. If you told me who you’re talking about.”

The fairy – Pixie Guardian – blew air out, wings fluttering in annoyance. “Weren’t you listening?” Before he could give an answer, the pixie kept going. “The Herald is coming! You know, he comes every year about this time?”

Oh. Right. He shouldn’t have forgotten that, but the vague unrest sparked by the dreams drove it out of his mind, at least for now. He shrugged.

“I suppose he does.”

No one knew a great deal about the Herald, only what rumors and legends painted. He looked young, perhaps just coming into full maturity, but there was a dark sort of wisdom in his eyes. He wandered every world known, and quite likely a few that weren’t known, and offered help wherever it was needed.

And every year, as winter drew around, he came to this little collection of huts and homes and spent about a week or so. He’d never said why and no one had the nerve to ask him.

The Herald’s face, with wide brown eyes and a worried expression, was the first thing that he remembered in a memory that contained only a handful of years. That voice was the first one he remembered hearing, asking how he felt.

The Herald’s Voice was also the one he remembered as giving him his name. Just thinking of that moment sent shivers of confusion all through him.

Ryou.

He could not forget that moment, whatever else he forgot or remembered.

His eyes opened and he pulled in a breath of air so clean it seemed like it might come from the dawn of the world itself. He jerked himself up, staring in all directions, before he sank back down, hands rising to press against his own skin, as if he’d never felt it before.

If he had, he didn’t remember. He didn’t remember anything at all save the last few moments.

“Hey.”

He turned at the voice, staring at someone that he hadn’t realized was there. The stranger – everyone was a stranger to him – sat on a rock, a bag in his lap, with a large furry creature seated next to him. Next to him was another creature, this one quite tall, with a broad set of wings, and three eyes that were each of a different color.

“How do you feel?”

He blinked, trying to understand the question. He knew what had been said; that wasn’t the problem. But he wasn’t sure of how to answer it at first.

Slowly he worked out a word. His first word? Maybe.

“Fine?”

The stranger smiled. “Do you remember anything?” it was a friendly, warm smile, and it warmed him all through to see it.

He had to think again to know how to answer the question. His entire mind felt so empty, as if someone had shaken every bit of knowledge out of it. He frowned, reaching one hand up to touch his forehead.

There were things that he knew and didn’t know. He knew roughly what the parts of his body were called and that day followed night and other such common points. He didn’t know who he was or where he’d been or what happened to make himself like this.

“Not really,” he admitted. He turned back to the stranger who seemed so very ready to be helpful. “Who are you?” Another question followed in quick succession. “Do you know who I am?”

The other glanced up at the being beside him. The look they exchanged was nothing sort of raw sorrow that faded the moment he turned away.

“Your name is Ryou. I’m Juudai, this is Yubel,” he gestured to the creature, who nodded in return, and then he rested a hand on the fluffy beast. A cat, Ryou recalled now. A tabby cat. “This is Pharaoh. Daitokuji-sensei’s not around right now, though.”

That didn’t quite make sense, but Ryou suspected it would have if he had all of his memories. Or if he just had memories at all.

“Do you know why I don’t remember anything?”

“You’ve been reborn,” Yubel said, interrupting whatever it was Juudai started to say. “It’s a rare gift and I suggest you let any memories return at their own pace. If they do at all.”

Ryou nodded slowly. He didn’t quite understand what they told him, but he didn’t find himself with the energy to argue at this point. His stomach made a noise and he stared down at it.

Juudai laughed, a bit of a strange sound, but a laugh all the same. “Come on. There’s a village not that far from here we can get some food at. Are you able to walk?”

Ryou decided the only way that he could find out would be to try. He levered his way to his feet, hissing between his teeth when he couldn’t be at all certain that they would carry him at first. Then he steadied himself and took a careful step, hands spread out for balance.

Three steps was all it took before he started to fall again, and Juudai caught him before he got all the way to the ground. Once he was steady again, Ryou made another attempt, this one somewhat more successful.

“You’ll get the hang of it,” Juudai assured him. “Come on, you’ll probably feel better once you have some food in you.”

Ryou wasn’t going to argue on that point. The longer he went without eating, the more certain he became that he could and would eat almost anything set in front of him.

The village they ended up at – Yubel vanished somewhere along the way – wasn’t very big; maybe about twenty or twenty-five huts and about the same number carved into the nearby mountain. The place had been built for defense and was surrounded by a thick stone wall twice as tall as Ryou himself – who realized only then that he was taller than Juudai.

A gate allowed entrance, but only after the guard on duty permitted them to pass through. Ryou was too busy staring at it all, soaking it in, to really pay much attention to what Juudai said or did to get them in.

But on the other side, they quickly found the communal eating area, and Ryou had the first meal that he could remember.

This is a good place for you, Juudai told him before he left that first time. I’ll come back and see you when I can.

So Ryou settled into the village life without a great deal of problems. There were empty huts or cottages and he moved into one, taking up the position of guard to earn his food and shelter. There were higher-ranked soldiers there, who dueled, and there was always the chance he could join them one day, if he ever learned how.

And yet he hadn’t tried. There was a small store one could barter for cards at and he’d investigated there several times over the last handful of years. Not a single card there interested him enough to try it for himself.

Once he finished his breakfast, Ryou wandered out to the main square. Today was one of his rare days without a shift on the guard watch, so he could do as he pleased.

The whole discussion, short as it was, on if the Herald would be returning soon hovered in the back of his mind. The Herald – Juudai – visited whenever his travels brought him around, and he always made time to talk to Ryou when he did.

Exactly why they called him the Herald, Ryou didn’t know. He wasn’t sure if they didn’t know Juudai’s name or if it were some other reasons. Some questions he felt compelled to ask – mostly ones that helped him fit in around the village – and some he didn’t – usually anything to do with Juudai.

There were times when he thought he already knew things about Juudai, things that no one here did, but he just didn’t have the words to express them. He hadn’t mentioned that to Juudai, either, during their few conversations.

Now he made his way out of the village and to a place he enjoyed spending his rare free time in: a long, empty meadow with a single stream whispering its way through it. So far as he knew, he was the only one who ever came here. There was a long rock in the center, just enough for him to get comfortable on, and there he settled down, most of his thoughts centered on what he might ask Juudai when he turned up.

The whole time he lay there, though, he couldn’t drift himself into the pleasant half-rest that sometimes brought a few thoughts he wanted to call memories back. Instead, there was a prickle of wariness between his shoulder-blades, and he kept looking around for any sign of anyone in the area.

After all these years, she’d finally found him. Rumor from the other worlds painted it that he was dead, but she’d never put much stock in rumors that traveled so far.

If this person wasn’t him, then they were close enough for her. And now that she’d found him, she would gain the vengeance she’d spent the last decade planning.

To Be Continued

Notes: I am innocently whistling! (Ryou will get his memories back. But I have Plans for how matters will unfold between now and then.)

[scolopendress-tag]

these aren't as random or outlandish bc I'm just not good at them but have some random stuff I literally pulled out of my ass as I was writing

Lucio hates the Irish.

Nadia has a fursuit. Asra made the design. She doesn't wear it but she enjoys having it as an "art piece". Valerius hates it.

Portia would take one of each flooring sample for home depot as does nothing with them. She simply collects them.

Muriel is phobic towards flying (like planes). Julian is allergic to peanuts.

Nadia can run surprisingly fast. Like she can just book it. You know that fucking captain america guy post where he runs like freakishly perfect? She does this and it's just so scary. Straight fucking line too. Oh Lord she's coming. Solid endurance runner. Could beat the others in a marathon or race in general unless it's a shorter obstacle race than Asra would overtake her.

Asra can book it also but is absolutely incapable of running in a straight line. He probably doesn't walk in a straight line either. Messier runner but fantastic at bolting through more obstacle heavy or crowded environments. Sustained running beyond a few minutes can prove an issue though, but that's all he needs for the few circumstances he would be made to run in anyways. It's not exactly an everyday thing. But good god he can go on a dime. Just ZOOM he gone.

Julian is probably the worst runner but not to any drastic degree. He'd probably trip over his own legs they're just too long.

Julian used to have freckles but he hated them so he went vampire mode for a while until they went away. Portia never saw this but would shit if she did.

Portia pronounces multiple words incorrectly because she's only ever read them. She knows most of them now but she refuses to say them differently because her way is superior. Point it out and she'll start pronouncing another random word wrong she previously said right to spite you.

Asra used to wear mixed metal jewelry but when he got his ears pierced young he was allergic/sensitive to almost everything but gold and that's been his signature metal since. His piercings were constantly irritated regardless. You cannot just sleep with huge dangly earrings in. He played with them constantly too.

Nadia's hair frizzes like crazy naturally, and she has to use specific products to control it. Asra has so many split ends but it's still the softest thing on planet earth. Except for masquerade Asra. That hair is crunchy. A whole big can of tresemme hair spray is in there.

Muriel's hair is actually really healthy if not a little weighed down by grease sometimes- elimate that it's it's silky smooth and oh so soft.

Nazali and Portia are both "former" Warrior Cats fans. Asra has read like 2 and a half books from random parts of the series also. If either of the other two somehow end up talking about WC around him Asra will add his own incredibly confusing takes. They love it.

Aisha is the funniest motherfucker in Vesuvia but her humor can be not obvious so people don't always even notice. She's just having fun. Tons of vague references to things that may or may not exist or have ever happened. She's actually been like that ever since The War.....,

Salim is like a diehard furry. Fursonas with lore and everything. He sketches them in his free time. Aisha never super got it herself but thought it was cute. He said she should make a sona once and she did it mostly jokingly but Salim loved it and drew it for her. Asra is a bit of a furry too and this is in fact entirely his fault.

Portia introduces Aisha and Salim to DnD and they get so into it. Asra is invited to join eventually and is shocked at the intensity, and honestly finds it so entertaining. He is never super serious into the game but he likes to join in regardless bc seeing his parents like that is so wild.

Nadia has a scar on her thigh and every time someone asks where she got it the explanation is always different and dramatic but said nonchalantly. She doesn't actually know. But she also knows you don't know what Prakran wildlife is capable of.

Navra kins but in like a sexy fun way, or they used to when they were younger.

Nafizah kins but in like an alarming and conufusing way. She's still doing it.

Portia is a bit of a wasp magnet. They always seem to be drawn to her. She doesn't mind them anymore and knows how to not get got but she has been stung so much in the past.

Valerius is terrified of wasps and thinks Portia does it on purpose.

Vulgora tried to assert that they were better and stronger than bullet ants in the past. Vulgora lost.

Lucio thinks Vriska was a girlboss and people just hate to see her winning.

Nahara dislikes whales, but respects them. Absolutely nobody knows why nor has she ever explained. It's like some weird grudge.

Valdemar when they were human eons ago had secortal heterochromia. Their interest in their funky eyes is what started their love for biology/science which turned them to their passion for medical study. These weren't words or dedicated practices really in their time really, though. But close enough.

Volta can actually sing but it's like built in nightcore, Alvin and the chipmunks wish they had what she has.

Vulgora can do the heavy metal scream but that's literally all they will do. Karaoke nights they'll pick metal and exclusively do the yells and hypes themselves up for the next yell during the lyrical segments that they're not singing to. Sometimes they'll questionably vocally cover the electric guitars and drums. Not a single actual word though.

Valerius actually has a good voice but puts in like no effort to actually sing. go girl give us nothing <3 its okay tho he does genuinely sing in the shower and it's all theatre/opera songs. Only the dramatic ones. He thinks no one knows. Everyone in the palace knows.

Vlastomil sings like a cartoon villain and it's not awful but he misses some notes and he's scaring the children.

Mazelinka knows multiple languages fluently but can be at least profane and vulgar in like 30. She collects international cuss words and insults like pokemon cards.

Namar looks like he would put on nickelodeon for his kids and theyd start liking ATLA and he'd be like oh this is kinda cute actually and then watch some episodes and next thing you know he's binged the whole series and is very fond of it and a lifelong fan.

Navra can be very physically expressive. They've absolutely smacked, whacked, or kicked someone on accident when they got excited and like, swung their arms out or such. The other Satrinavas know to give ample space when Navra starts getting hype. Nahara can attribute her dodging skills and quick reaction times to having spent a good chunk of her life in Navra's presence.

I feel like Portia and Nadia could make a conlang together. The absolute power that conlang would hold.

Vulgora tried to start a Vesuvian mafiaesque group once with dock kids. No one took the seven year old threatening to beat their knee caps in seriously. That was their mistake.

Natiqa likes to combine foods that do not go together at all and it's awful. Asra thinks she's a genius.

Asra can mimic a tiny amount certain birdcalls, learned by ear as a kid. He taught Muriel also but he's too embarrassed to do it anymore.

Portia will say she can do birdcalls and be like watch this a belts out one loud ass raven/crow screech. It's ridiculous and she's never done it before but Malak is like

Valerius also hates the Irish.

Feel free to argue with me and bite my limbs.

Head canons that make absolutely no sense are my favorite. Like there's no reason they're definitely technically wrong but also why? You know? Like why would you think that? It's just so fucking funny.