#i love catgirls and catboys equally

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happy house

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my (noncomprehensive) wishlist for critical role campaign 3:

- more genderbent player characters! i love what sam did with nott/veth, and i think it would be equally cool and interesting to see more of the cast step outside their comfort range with that - maybe even one of the ladies playing a male character?

- in that same vein, more gnc party members, since we were well-fed with molly, beau, etc.

- PALADIN. FULL BLOODED, NON-MULTICLASSED PALADIN. (i bet marisha would kill it at this one!)

- WILD MAGIC SORCERER, NUFF SAID (hint hint, laura maybe? or taliesin?)

- a tabaxi player character, mostly because it would be hilarious to see tumblr go rabid with furry/catboy/catgirl jokes

- i would love to see marisha (or ashley, to a lesser degree) play a charismatic character, it would be a perfect natural progression from what we’ve seen of keyleth to beau’s leader arcs

- i want ashley’s character to have a plot-oriented, main character, focused upon storyline and backstory! to make up for lost time, she deserves it!!

- swashbuckler rogue. purely for self-indulgent reasons, since it’s one of my favorite classes, but everyone seemed to love the pirate arc from cr2 so maybe...

- one of matt’s dunamancy-focused subclasses from the explorer’s guide to wildemount would be SO fucking cool, i’m partial to the echo knight myself, and that would get the much-needed fighter representation at the table

- as usual, i love to see characters with prior connections to each other, whether that be as close pre-campaign friends, siblings, distant relatives, coworkers, whatever

- i think it would be a refreshing change of pace to have liam play a dumb/strength build a la grog or buddy from the darrington brigade

- a bard that takes the classic, seductive musician archetype a la scanlan and twists it, making it their own! maybe a battle bard? if travis wanted to really get outside his comfort zone, i would love to see this one

- anyone else remember the era where we were speculating about space travel/moon theory/ alien fjord? i think that plus the aeor ruins with the elements of sci-fi were really neat, and i would love to see matt dip more into that aspect of d&d

i might add more to this as i think of things, i think the more spaghetti i throw at a wall, the more i’ll be pleasantly surprised and victorious when cr3 airs

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Getting a Little Familiar

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[pov: any, nsfw, 2nd person, reverse corruption, (initially) evil POV, hypnosis, magical mind control, mutual nonconsent (heavy), dolly, gender-neutral forcefem, pet play, breast fixation, kitten play, dressup, witch, femdom, praise, syrup mention, intelligence reduction]

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Oh, you poor, hopeless little thing. This didn’t go quite how you’d planned, did it?

Don’t feel bad. It was a really very lovely plan to try and hypnotize me! And really, even if it’s not working out quite as you’d hoped, I think you’ll be much happier this way, don’t you?

Aww. Look at you. Trying to put words together when all you really wanna do is stare at my lovely breasts like a helpless, needy little toy.

So cute.

So helpless.

And so adorable, thinking you’ll be able to put any words together at all that aren’t “yes, Mistress” and “yes, please, Mistress” when I’m through with you. Maybe some soft mewing. Mm, yes, that sounds just lovely, doesn’t it, sweetie?

I can already see all those silly thoughts glimmering in your eyes, rising to the forefront, rising to the top of the waves like soft, pretty pink jellyfish. All those plans for posing as a sweet, obedient little apprentice, pretending to be all silly and dumb and pliant, all eager to please while you worked your little schemes.

Now, now! No need to speak, kitten. Those pretty lips of yours look so much cuter half-parted like that, breathing in nice and slow. Nice and slow. Matching my breathing. In and out. In… and out.

Watch... my breasts… rise… and fall~

Good pet!

And doesn’t that feel nice? That’s right. Just keep watching my tits and listening to my words. They look so soft, don’t they? So smooth. So easy to get lost in.

And it feels so good to listen to Mistress and let her words fill your pretty empty head, trickling in heavier and heavier by the second, like sweet syrup, just... drowning all those thoughts in pleasure.

Isn’t that right? Hush-hush, kitten. Of course it is.

Good pets love to listen to Mistress. Mistress has such a pretty voice, doesn’t she? So nice to listen to and sink down-down-down-down-down, so deep, all those thoughts tugging you deeper, and deeper, and deeper, so heavy and cumbersome, getting heavier with every deeeep breath you take in, and out, and in, and out, and...

*giggle* That’s right! You’re doing so well! Goodness, you’re so adorably suggestible. So pliable. I’ve barely had to work any magic; I just suggested you’d like to look at my tits and let my sweet voice do the rest... and down-down-down you went. I just told you to listen like a good pet, and you nodded along with every single word…

… and happily allowed aaaaall that sweet, slow, heavy syrup to flow into your silly open mind.

Isn’t that right, pet?

Aw, hush, kitten. Of course it is~

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“Salamander folk” are a curiosity largely unique to witchcraft, homunculi created when a willing (or “willing enough”) mortal entices a witch into transmuting their being into something else. In this way, a witch can make a human something like a fey, and can change just about anything else she likes about the human in the process. Many witches favor catfolk and other beast-like features, but the witches have many options. Many, many options.

They just... they just really like catgirls, okay?

And in fairness, so do a lot of the girls who go to witches seeking transmutation. The transformation does not change gender, obviously, but it can be used to change certain physical aspects to be more within a person’s preferences, or, say, to make a cisgender boy look more feminine for the witch’s amusement.

(When a demon does this to a mortal, they are usually called cambions—true cambions, not the mock cambions arising from demon-mortal partnerings. It’s a much more... consuming process.)

Why are they called “salamander folk”? Not all labels make perfect sense. In this case, a “salamander” is old-fashioned magic slang for a partially-finished spell, implying a malleable sort of magic that has yet to be fully shaped. It’s almost never used in that sense anymore, though. It might be distantly related to the famous total immunity newts have to magic.

Many mortals deliberately seek witches out for this reason, desiring some manner of change to their form beyond mortal means, or else to become apprentices. Or, often, both. Many witches charge apprenticeship for a certain number of years in exchange, which isn’t always as mercenary as it seems. Apprenticeship allows a witch to guide and protect the salamander person through their transition, as well as to make sure that the transformation really is what they want. It can also make the transformation itself easier to effect—it’s not easy to change someone’s true form, and it often takes time and a mutual familiarity.

Notably, the reverse dynamic is quite common as well: Many would-be apprentices are expected to allow the witch to transmute them into different forms as a condition of being taught. This is ostensibly because the process of being transmuted involves tying spirits to the subject’s soul, and tends to make their overall form and connection with magic very malleable and easy to work with. These kinds of apprentices are called familiars.

Of course, some witches just want cute catboys and ravenpeople and dollygirls to toy with as they please.

Katrina of the Thousand Names is a particularly skilled witch, known less so for her raw power so much as her cunning, vast arrays of knowledge, and general good-naturedness. She knows hundreds and hundreds of spirits well, and is one of the most famously easy-going when it comes to transformations. If you know what you want, she’ll see it done for as small a price as cooking her meals for a few nights while she works the spell.

Of course, many seek to be her apprentices even if they aren’t looking for transformation, and she’s quite reasonable about this—as long as the apprentice acts in good faith. Many seek to steal her repository of powers to use for wickedness, even trying to hypnotize the witch into yielding them. These ill-behaved apprentices tend to find themselves serving a very different role indeed.

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My, my. Such an adorable, hopelessly malleable plaything you turned out to be!

I think this is all for the best, don’t you? You’re much better at being my pliant little doll than you ever were at being my apprentice. You’ll be so much cuter as my obedient, mewling, empty-headed kitten. And so much happier, too!

Oh, come now, kitten, none of that fussing. Kittens don’t need words, and neither do helplessly adoring little dolls. Doesn’t it feel so good to be nice and sweet and good for me?

No more schemes. No more plotting to steal all my secrets. Those all required thinking, and thinking is hard, and listening like a good pet is easy.

So... so... sooooo easy~

And listening feels so, so lovely, doesn’t it? Just letting my words take over. Breathing in and out so steadily, so hopelessly enthralled by the soft, gentle motion of my soft breasts rising… and falling...

All those plans required so many confusing thoughts, all swirling around in that silly head of yours. But all those wicked thoughts are being drowned in the sweet, wonderful syrup of my words now, aren’t they?

Can’t you just feel all that syrup flooding your mind, submerging every thought in a heavy, heavy sugary brainless docile trance?

All those thoughts about betraying me? All submerged, and so, so hard to pull up to the surface now, so deep, deep down as my breasts bounce slowly, softly, so, so softly...

All those thoughts about using my powers to make trouble? All drowned in warm, gentle waves of delicious syrup, caught like butterflies in amber, deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper as my voice goes on, and on, filling you with sweet, sugary obedient pleasure the longer it goes on, getting so, so hard to even remember anything else...

And oh... doesn’t it feel so much better to be sweet, kitten?

So much easier to be sweet.

So much easier to be a nice, happy, obedient bubbly helpful kitten for me.

And it feels so good to please me, doesn’t it, sweet thing?

So good to nod passively. So good to take my hand, so deeply hypnotized now, so deep-deep-deep under the honeyed waves and not even trying to resist anymore. So happy and dumb and heavy-headed now, just staring at my tits like a mewling, helpless kitten.

Aww, look at you squirming. So cute! Such a sweet little plaything I’ve found. Would you like to be a good pet for me?

Good pet!

Such a good, happy, obedient, needy, sweet little pliant kitten.

Aww, and don’t worry, sweetie.

I know how excited you were to use all my magic, to dress yourself up in my glamors, to bewitch and ensnare whoever gazed upon you. Of course I’ll be happy to let you! Oh, hush-hush, I insist!

Let me lead you into the dressing room, now, pet. There’s a good plaything.

I’m going to dress you up to look so pretty. I’m going to make you so gorgeous and adorable and eager to please. You’ll just be my cute, obedient, sweet dolled-up kitten. Just a happy little maid for me, isn’t that right? Hopelessly eager to help anyone who comes by. Helping others is going to feel so good for my good, obedient kitty.

I promise you’ll be every bit as spellbinding as you planned, sweetie. A pretty spellbound doll for everyone’s amusement. Everyone’s going to love you, and that’s going to feel soooo good.

Let’s go get you all dressed up and pretty, sweetie. There’s a good pet.

And maybe, once you’ve learned your lesson in a year or so…

… I’ll let you decide whether or not you want to stay that way forever~

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1, 2, 18, 24 & 25? for the ask game ^^

hello spooks :D

1. I got into mcyt around June of 2020, it was a great way to just destress after the fiasco of 2020 AP Exams by College Board

2. The first mcyt I remember watching was either Wisp, TapL, or Calvin (if you're counting current mcyt, if not then probably former mcyt Failboat) like a year or two ago. I probably have stumbled on Captain Sparkles and AntVenom videos years before though.

18. Ooooooooo favorite quotes, there's quite a few from TapL, Techno, and Illumina that I like a lot :D Techno: "This is the second worse thing to happen to me." "Slut shame a man today for gender equality." TapL: "Have you ever considered that boats are just bowls for humans?" "Thick, thick bridges save lives." "Techno take the wheel!" "Wide TapL." just to list a few (also his "bruh"s are really good) Illumina: "Love all of you guys. And Catboys. And catgirls." and several others that either don't count as quotes or will cause you too much psychic damage on this ask

24. I have minecraft pocket edition if that counts lol, I have done some cave exploring and formerly an SMP with my sibling.

25. My best memory in mcyt is either catJAMming with mcsr streamer's music, the hype of MCC streams, or just vibing with TapL, Illumina, or Fruit's streams. If you're talking about experience in the fandom I would say late 2020 when gappleblr was popping off or meeting fruitninjablr and mcsrblr :D

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[coffee-obsessed-freak]

Catboys, catgirls and cattheys but they're actually depicted like real cats:

-Clearly does not like you at first glance

-Will 100% either think you are weird for fawning over them or bask in being praised and demand it

-Will bat your hands away if you lean up to touch them

-Will bat you even if you're not trying to touch them

-Torn between "Personal space, hoe" and "gIVE ME ATTENTION WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME ANYMORE"

-Salty. Very salty.

-The alternative is that they are soooooo smug that it's annoying, but you let it slide because they're cute. And they bite. Unprovoked.

-That one friend that forces you to do shit with them, even if you're busy, on a deadline, or physically dead, but then refuse to do anything with you when you ask them to hang out because they're "Having their Me Time™"

-They get mad when you spend that time with someone else though if they refuse, "I said no but that doesn't mean you can ask anyone else!"

-Emotional? Not having it. They'll scoot a tissue box to you and then pat your back, but I assure you, it is not comforting in the slightest. You grip them and start crying? Consider them a very uncomfortable cat.

-Will rat you out for being lazy, but then, as it turns out, they're equally if not more of a slob than you are

-Hypocrites. All of them. No, you cannot disagree, they just ARE.

-Judgemental? Judgemental. But they say they love you, they swear.

AKA, if cats were people who could speak with the human tongue, you'd hate them. You know you would. And that just makes them HAPPIER.

So be glad those little devils are cute furballs instead, I'd punt a human cat into the sun if I met one :v

Don't get me wrong, I still love them, but they're on thin fuckin ice.

[yippeeepenid]

ik yall know how much i love catboys but i just wanna make sure yall know that i love all catpeople equally catboys, catgirls and catenbys/catpeople are ALL vaild and i love them

[ao3feed-p5-boyslove]

by liliumregxle

Ryuji has never been fond of cats. This fact comes to bite him in the ass.

Words: 5335, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Persona 5

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kurusu Akira, Persona 5 Protagonist, Sakamoto Ryuji, Takamaki Ann, Morgana (Persona Series), Kitagawa Yusuke, Sakura Futaba, Niijima Makoto, Okumura Haru, Sakura Sojiro

Relationships: Kurusu Akira/Sakamoto Ryuji, Persona 5 Protagonist/Sakamoto Ryuji

Additional Tags: you've seen catboy akechi and catboy akira, but i give you CATBOY RYUJI, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, teen for swearing, takes place after haru joins but before sae's palace so no akechi, title is from a vocaloid song but has like... no correlation, Catboys & Catgirls, ryuji saying "-nya" at the end of his sentences like some cheap anime, slight mentions of animal cruelty/bad breeding practices, i love dogs and cats equally sorry if this fic seems like me praising cats, ryuji is clueless and we love him for that, Not Beta Read

[eternalmydnyt]

Micheal

Hates everyone equally. Trusts no one and believes the only way to avoid suffering is to cut all contacts. Contradictorily... is the one who most seeks and needs love to avoid completely losing faith.

His primary function seems to actually be to balance out Gray and Alex. They seek out people and Micheal prevents them from getting us involved in other people’s dramas

Disturbed - Divide

Shinedown - Call Me

Gray

Hedonism and Want. All that matters is the here and now and sating desire. Food, Sex, Drugs, Games... all of it here and now.

He gives me much of my excitement and happiness. Also the ability to want and crave things comes from him. He helps me find things that make life worth continuing.

Divide the Day - Fuck away the Pain

Sonic Syndicate - Turn It Up

Alyx

Keeper of the Circle. Unlike Micheal, Alyx recognizes that people aren’t meant to survive alone. They decide who can be trusted and who can’t.

I don’t keep many friends and the few I do keep end up under Alyx’s protection. I am highly territorial and protective of those I care about.

Alyx has developed a new... I dunno... maybe call it a mutation? I encountered a really stupid joke that Alyx attached to and grafted onto its personality. It was a checklist saying “Catboy, Catgirl, Nyan-binary”

So ever since Alyx presents themself as a gender neutral neko-ish embodiment. Heavy loose clothing hiding all traces of gender and a pair of cat ears and a tail.

Eleni

Order and Control. Everything and everyone has its place. Liking or disliking someone is besides the point, how can you use them? The one most likely to advocate for better health, both physically an mentally.

Arik

Arik is an eternal child. The last remaining snapshot of little eight year old me before things started breaking and becoming twisted. He is simple pleasures and easy distractions. He is video games, juice, and chicken nuggets. He is pillow forts, sleepovers, and crayons.

Honestly he’s generally easy to please but at the same time he is the fastest to grow bored or to feel neglected so he can be rather needy at times.

Raven

Raven is something that shouldn’t exist. She is an amalgamation of all my pain and suffering. She doesn’t speak. She screams. She twists my emotions and pushes me into dark mindsets. She is eternally suffering unimaginable pain and because of that she wants to inflict that pain on others.

In her most controlled state she simply wants to know what it would feel like to pull a blade over someone’s skin... just enough to see the blood rise to the surface and then maybe lean down and give it a taste.

At her most extreme she wants people at her mercy on operating tables so she can perform surgery with butcher knives and see just how much a person can survive before their body gives in.

While most of the ones in my head get a mental construct involving a leash and how much slack I can afford them... Raven has no leash. Raven is sealed in a box, that box is securely chained shut, then the chained box was buried in concrete, on top of that concrete was built a shed, and that shed is bolted and chained shut with a giant keep out sign on it.

Seether - Words as Weapons