#like a cat mom who leaves her kittens with humans so she can have some Me Time

[little-pondhead]

Damian, following Danny down a random alleyway: what is it you wanted to show me?

Danny, absolutely exhausted and a bit delirious from finals week: you said you wanted more friends, right? Here.

*Danny kicks over a tower of cardboard boxes, revealing a small feral child eating from a stolen pizza box*

Danny, picking up Dani by the scruff of her neck and dumping her next to Damian: I need a nap, go play with her

Damian is pleased his cat friend trusted him enough to leave him alone with his child/sister/cousin. Shenanigans ensue while Danny sunbathes on some random roof.

Damian befriends Danny after Bruce said something about "civilian friends"

Considering Danny looks like a feral cat on his best days, it was only logical to befriend him

Danny wonders why such a tiny (Damian is in fact quite tall for his age but Danny deals with so many eldtrich "horrors" everyday that everything seems tiny) kid is going around and befriending obviously older teens

One day Damian announces that he will bring over his friend which makes the rest of the batclan look at him in disbelief

So of course they are quite shocked when Damian actually brings a human being! A bit raggedy looking but he also quite obviously looks after Damian as good as he can

Damian refuses to let Danny be adopted because it's his friend, you can't take it away from him! (also in his mind Danny still equals to a feral cat he barely managed to bribe into the home, they are gonna scare him off at this rate!!)

A lot of shenanigans happen but Damian thinks the worst of worst is the fact that drake had started to flirt with his cat friend! Preposterous!

It takes them an embarrassing amount of time to realize Danny used to be a vigilante and they are still in the middle of getting Damian out of the cat mindset so it gets put out of mind

[appropriatelystupid]

can you tell us the story of how you found your cats? i'm sick in bed and would love a heartwarming story :)

ooo you caught me at the right time because i just sat down with quite a bit of time to kill (also I hope you feel better soon <3)

when i say rey picked me i fucking mean it

it’s a lengthy so i’m gonna put it under the cut and kitten pics (first pics i took of the three of them)

our story begins all the way back in 2015:

over the summer i’d had to say good bye to one of my two remaining childhood cats, pongo, after ~17 years. my mom still had the last, catscan, but in september i would be leaving for a new job in a new state and she wouldn’t be able to come with me

there was a few months of training for this new job that meant i was in a situation where i couldn’t have pets yet but by mid december i was in my new apartment and DESPERATELY needed felines back in my life (legit this is the longest i’d ever lived without a cat in my home)

so finally, sorta settled between xmas and new years, i began my search for some kittens

i pretty quickly found the closest humane society to me and started scrolling their cats and there was a GORGEOUS long-haired tortie/calico kitten with a tragic backstory to boot

within a day or two i drove over to try and meet the kitten and see if any others seemed bonded to it because i knew i wanted two so they’d have company while i was at work

so i get there and do some intro stuff with the staff and run through the five cats i’d grown up with (and the bonus cats that crossed my life in various ways) clearly proving i wasn’t terrible and was absolutely qualified for adoption. the next step was meeting all the cats they had

(a brief note about the layout of this place: it’s located in an old house that’s been remodeled to serve this purpose so there are a handful of rooms set up for different groups of cats and each room has a door that’s almost fully a window so they can keep an eye out easier)

so we go into the first room that has the very little kittens and obviously they’re all adorable but they’re only just big enough to technically be ready to go to a new home so none of them jumped out at me

the second room, as it turned out, would be the game changer

in the second room only had two cats in it. lucy and leon (who i remembered had a terribly unflattering photo on the website) were nearly six months old and were very obviously related and likely part of why they were separated from the others

the room had a cat tree in one corner but also had a wall mounted about waist height on three of the walls for them to get to the window. there was a single folding chair placed to the side of the room

so we approach the second room and the employee showing me around tells me she has to take care of something and that i should just wait in the room until she’s done (majorly sus but i think she could tell rey was about to pick me). both kittens are standing in the door window watching me come over

so i scooch into the room and go to sit in the chair and before i’m even fully seated the girl cat is already jumping in my lap to curl up and start purring. the boy, clearly more skittish than his sister, gets up on the wall to sniff at me from a safer distance but eventually stretches out to get a paw on my shoulder to really get some sniffs in

i only sat there for maybe five minutes but my original plan was wobbling majorly

the staffer comes to get me eventually and we continue through the rest of the rooms. the fourth room had the gorgeous kitten and some other unrelated cats. and it was too nervous to really let me pet her. the others didn’t seem too interested in our presence either so no second cat from the room seemed like the one either

we moved on, headed downstairs to the new new kittens who weren’t ready for adoption and the seniors who i wish i could’ve considered more seriously (my pain from the summer was still a little too fresh and i knew catscan was only going to be around so much longer)

as we head upstairs to finish up some paperwork we talk through the next steps. they like my vibes but still need to call my references to do their do diligence. when we walk by, lucy and leon are back in their door window watching

i leave for the day, text my friend to warn her she’d be getting a call, and head to target to pick up some stuff. within an hour, barely into my target run, i get the call that i’m approved to adopt, and do i have any front runners for who i wanted to take home

there was no question about it: it had to be lucy and leon

rather unfortunately, the timing of it all meant i couldn’t actually pick them up until january 2nd (only four days later but a long four days of impatience) but then, just like that, i had two precious little kittens in my house just in time for their sixth month birthday on the 3rd, now named rey and legolas

~cut to april 2021~

i’m sitting at work one day and my buddy texts me that his sister came home that day, during a storm, to discover four kittens in a storm drain/gutter. she’d sat around for a bit to see if a mother came back but after an hour or so couldn’t bear to leave them out alone anymore so she brought them inside

i let him know, if she needed any help with placing them after she got them checked out i could probably help (we lived near each other and both my parents had separately talked about wanting a cat again. and i was moving out of my apartment into more space and figured i could probably handle a third if it came down to it)

two-ish months later, i’ve moved lego and rey into their new house and my buddy texts me again, am i still interested in another cat

there was one of the four yet to be claimed and i said absolutely give me the little guy

my buddy puts me in touch with his sister and we sort out a time for me to come by and, within a day or two, kieran joins the clowder

[serafiel-jacobs]

A moment with kittens (Fanfic)

One Shot story about Spring having kittens 💞

(Also spoilers for the game so yeah)

Pinocchio was at Hotel Krat, looking everywhere for Spring, he had slowly earned her trust and their bond was closer, now not only did she let him pet her, but also let him carry her. After some time, Pinocchio found her, she was in the room where Antonia always was, Spring was lying under a table, she had taken some of the chair cushions that were around and carefully put them around her, making a small nest, Pinocchio got closer and he could sense something was different about her, as she was petting her, Spring got mad at him for touching her belly.

That’s when he noticed Spring had gained weight, a lot of weight.

“Ah, Spring there you are!” Eugéne was also looking for her, it was her cat after all.

Pinocchio pointed at Spring, “Fat kitty”

Eugéne and Antonia let out a laugh; Eugéne started to pet her but Spring did the same when her belly was touched.

“That’s odd, for a cat she actually loves belly rubs” Eugéne was puzzled, that wasn’t normal for her.

“Mmm, dear can you wheel me closer the two of you?” Antonia requested, and Eugéne did so, Antonia gently and carefully put her hand on the cat's belly, and after a solid minute she stopped.

“Oh, it seems that our dear Spring isn’t just a little chubby, she is actually pregnant”

“What?!” Eugéne was stunned, it looked like there must be a tomcat hanging around near the Hotel, and sure, Eugéne loves cats, but Spring being pregnant is not the best situation during a disaster like this. Eugéne looked at Spring, and for a second she could swear that the cat had a smug grin on her face.

Pinocchio gave them a confused look, “Pregnant?”

“That means she is going to have babies” Antonia explained, “She is going to be a mom and have her little kittens”

Pinocchio was excited, the idea of even smaller cats seemed fascinating to him, and he had never seen an actual baby before, neither human nor animal, as he had only encountered that puppet that looked like a baby, that he lied to that poor woman that it was her baby so that she could be at peace; as his thoughts consumed him, he decided to ask a question.

“Where do babies come from?”

“Son,” Geppetto said, appearing suddenly from behind them, startling Eugéne and Antonia, he rarely comes downstairs and they didn’t even hear his footsteps. Geppetto put his hand on Pinocchio’s shoulder, “That’s something, I’m going to teach you later when you are older, you understand? Be a good boy and don’t ask that again”

Antonia and Eugéne looked at each other, it looked like Geppetto’s parental sense came to him just in time, Pinocchio nodded as he was a good boy who listened to his father.

“She looks like she is about to pop at any minute” Eugéne was sure she was going to have them soon. Then she looked at Pinocchio who had a panicked look on his face, “No Pinocchio, not literally, it’s just a saying, she is going to be fine”

Pinocchio looked relieved, he couldn’t wait to see the new babies, but for now, he had to leave and continue his mission.

———

When Pinocchio returned to the Hotel he found it odd that no one was near, not Polendina who stays at the front desk, hell not even Sophia who waits for him there.

“Hello?” Pinocchio shouted, it was so strange.

“Pinocchio quick! Come over here!” He heard Eugéne call from him, he rushed over to see that everyone had gathered around Spring, her babies glued to her belly drinking her milk and meowing with their squeaky voices.

“They are so small!” Pinocchio couldn’t believe their size, the kittens were as tall as his index finger. There were four in total and all of them were of different colors, he thought that they would all look just like Spring but smaller.

Everyone was admiring them, even Belle and Alidoro looked from afar, clearly pretending that they weren’t interested in seeing them, but at least both were self-aware enough to realize what the other was doing.

“Sophia look! That one has a mark that looks like a butterfly” Pinocchio said as he pointed to one of the kittens who’s fur made the shape of one.

“Who is Sophia?” Alidoro whispered to Belle, he was confused about who the boy was talking to.

“I think she is his imaginary friend” Belle whispered back. They both gave each other a look, Pinocchio was a very strange boy.

Sophia, although not seen by anyone else, gave Pinocchio a smile, “How adorable, you are so smart for noticing Pinocchio, you truly are a clever one”

“How are we naming these little ones?” Antonia was excited, she had a fondness for cats, having owned a few in her youth.

“Why don’t we let Pinocchio name them? Right friend?” Venigni thought that it would be a great idea, everyone agreed and Pinocchio looked like he could jump from happiness.

Pinocchio looked at the kittens intensely, thinking of their perfect names, he pointed at each of them and said them out loud.

“That one is pumpkin pie, and that one is turkey, and that one is mashed potato and the last one is… doorknob!”

Everyone was silent for a few seconds before busting down in laughter.

“Those are great names, my friend!” Venigni patted Pinocchio’s head, oh how he loves that boy and his silly quirks.

Unfortunately, they all couldn’t just look at the kittens forever, and eventually, everyone went to do what they are usually up to, although Eugéne did keep a keen eye on them, in case anything was wrong, the days passed and the kittens began to open their eyes and even walk, when they became old enough to hold, everyone held them at least once, except poor Sophia of course, but she was content with admiring them.

Pinocchio was hesitant about holding them, sometimes he is afraid to touch others because he worries that he can accidentally hurt them due to his massive strength, but Eugéne reassured him and taught him how to hold them properly, and Pinocchio cried because they were just so beautiful, so precious.

As they grew even older the kittens began to wander on their own, each time Polendina tended to Antonia, Pumpkin Pie would be there with them, they would rest in Antonia’s lap and she would pet the small creature, and when Polendina was about to make his way back to the front desk, Pumpkin Pie would meow and meow until he came back, so each time he tended to Antonia, Polendina began to stay a little longer and longer, and while Antonia pets Pumpkin Pie with the strength she has left, Polendina holds her hand, enjoying the precious moments they have together, not knowing if she will make it, but knowing that at this moment, they have each other, and that’s enough.

Turkey stays glued to Pulcinella, the little thing having a fondness for him, much to his confusion, not understanding why the kitten would like him, Venigni telling him that the small cat most likely feels safe around him. Venigni and Pulcinella have always had a deep bond with each other, so Pulcinella could see that Venigni was dealing with a lot of emotions, Venigni loved to talk about his inventions, his ideas, yet now unless Pinocchio came to talk with him he would stay quiet.

Yet now that Turkey followed Pulcinella like a magnet Venigni started to talk again, the conversations will always begin with talking about the cat, yet soon enough Venigni would talk and talk about his inventions and his plans to make Krat a better place once all of this was over. Pulcinella would listen just as he did in the past, like a parent listening to their child talk about their passions, after all, Pulcinella had raised him, and he could never replace the love of his real parents but he could still love him as if he was one.

And to Venigni, those moments where Turkey purs loudly to get Pulcinella’s attention make him feel as if this situation isn’t happening, as he talks with his beloved friend, no, his beloved family, Venigni stops focusing on the bleak past they share and for a moment he sees the bright future ahead of them.

Mashed Potato is everywhere, hoping from one place to the other, at one moment being next to Eugéne, playfully biting her hands or playing with her mechanical woodpecker;

the next they are rubbing themselves in Belle’s legs as she makes playful noises to keep the kitten entertained, the next they are near Alidoro asking to be petted and Alidoro looks around and makes sure no one is watching when he does as the cat asks.

Everyone is confused at how Mashed Potato stands near the Stargazer and won’t stop meowing, all but Sophia, who is surprised that the kitty can see her, yet she appreciates every second of it, using the butterflies around the Stargazer to play with them.

And those moments where Mashed Potato hops from place to place, all of them can smile, smile even at their lowest, because, for a moment, the cruelty of the world outside has all but disappeared.

Geppetto is puzzled as to why Doorknob keeps trying to destroy his belongings, the chair he usually sits in is now completely filled with claw marks, as the chair where his son sits to have his P organ upgraded; he has to constantly grab the small cat to prevent it from hurting himself while trying to play with his tools. The kitten uses his sharp claws to climb up to Geppetto, all the way to his shoulder, Geppetto’s clothes now have small holes in them from all the times Doorknob has climbed on top of him.

No matter how many times he scolds the kitten he simply won’t stop, having a high spirit and too much energy to listen to him, yet when the kitten is calm, he sits on his lap and they can both have some peace together.

Those moments remind him of Carlo, and how full of spirit he was, their relationship was rocky, Geppetto knows that he wasn’t the best father, yet Doorknob reminds him of those moments when he would finally shove aside his work to spend time with Carlo, it was hard to keep up with him, always so full of energy, and even if it wasn’t well seen by others, Geppetto found his son’s mischievous deeds quite funny, how he would playfully scold Carlo and tell him to stop being a brat, before giving him a big hug and making his son feel embarrassed.

For a moment, as Geppetto carefully pets Doorknob, he feels his mind is clear, he realizes how his plan has only hurt others and how it’s not the real solution, for a moment Geppetto sees Pinocchio is there and that he has no need to bring Carlo back because he already has what he wanted, he already has a true son in front of him.

Because even if he will never stop loving Carlo, for a moment he realizes he has to move on and be there for his other son. 

——-

Pinocchio returns to the Hotel, and all the kittens rush to meet him, asking him for cuddles, they even play with Gemini’s cage, who instead of being bothered by it, fully embraces it.

Pinocchio treasures the moments he has with them, the moments he has a break, a break from all his grueling tasks, moments when he doesn’t have to think about his mission, the great burden put on his shoulders, the one who can only save them, as well as the one who has to get hurt both physically and emotionally just to complete his quest, complete what he is told.

For a moment, Pinocchio truly feels safe, that a puppet or a monster won’t suddenly come from behind to attack him, for a moment he truly feels at peace.

Now they are all gathered together, just talking, making conversation, and having fun, finally enjoying themselves despite the situation they all find themselves in.

As they all watch and play with the four kittens, for a moment they can all feel happy, truly happy.

[thedawningofthehour]

Wait, are you always going to mutate to Cass? I thought donnie would be taken away from Draxxum before that, oh well, I guess she and April could still date.

Ideas for her mutation... mmn, a honey badger? Those things eat snakes. No, wait, one of the Digg girls is one. (Now I'm thinking how it would have been cool to have more of Digg in the series, those girls rocked).

Ah! how about a mouse, or a gerbil, or a hedgehog? Cassandra the hedgehog? I don't know but some kind of small rodent would be cool, maybe to wink at her relationship with Splinter in canon.

(Wow, Casey jr is going to be a lot different now that one of his moms is a mutant).

(BTW, I saw an animatic of an early version of the movie a while back and casey jr was going to be black, and if he was still cassandra's son, then we can guess who his other parent was).

Cass's mutation is pretty important to the later plot, so yes, she was always going to be mutated. It wouldn't make much sense for Draxum to take over the human world for the Yokai with his mutant son and human daughter.

A badger is on the list! They're fucking badass. And I'm thinking some sort of cat, that sounds like her. Maybe we can go full chimera and make her like five different animals. It's a while off yet and I might make a poll. Anyone have ideas, feel free to drop them on me.

Sadly, Casey Jr. probably doesn't exist in this universe. The events of the movie aren't going to happen and mutation usually leaves people sterile. (also, like, Draxum is going to be engineering this shit specifically to make her extremely badass, her DNA is going to be twisted like a kitten with a ball of yarn) Unless you headcanon that Casey was just some random child Cass picked out of a dumpster (in-character, but he looks too much like her for me to believe he's adopted) or that Draxum cloned her.

[spiders-hth-is-an-outlier]

Weird dream story:

In this dream my partner and I were I think house-sitting for someone, but in general not currently staying at our house. So I was coming home to check up on things there. And I was in the backyard puttering around when suddenly Eliot wanders by -- Eliot my fully non-fictional cat, not a human person name of Eliot. This is surprising and bad, because he shouldn't be outside at all, but I manage to scoop him up and bring him in the house. Has he been wandering out here for a day or two, since last time I was home? Did I let him out accidentally then?

A few minutes later, he's outside again, and I realize he has some means of escape. I go inside to look around -- inside my house looks totally different from waking life, but that doesn't seem strange to dream-me. I finally find a small window, about head-height in a corner of the living room, that only has a screen, which Eliot has managed to shove out of the frame, and now he can get out. We'll have to replace the window, but that'll take time and it needs to be blocked off somehow right away. The house is sort of oddly empty, but I do find some cardboard, and I text my friend Lacey (who is the handiest person I know in real life, so that was a logical choice) and ask if they can bring me a roll of duct tape.

Now things start getting kind of dream-weird. Lacey comes over and agrees with me about the problem, but somehow we don't fix it. It's starting to rain, and I'm constantly shooing Eliot away from the window; it's not clear if he can get back in by himself, so I basically can't leave until I know the window is fixed. Chalk comes home from work and now we're having people over for dinner, but I'm not focused on the conversation or enjoying anything because all I'm aware of is the rain and this high, broken window.

When the guests leave, Chalk and I are cleaning up and discussing the Window Situation, when we notice Margo (other cat) acting weird, carrying something like she's trying to hide it. We chase her down, and it's a fucking kitten, all wet and scraggly. We check it for injuries and it seems okay. Chalk says, well, I guess we have three cats now, and I say uhhh, he is extremely cute, but are you sure that's a good idea? She says, look, Margo has really taken Kyle in and we shouldn't separate them now, and I'm like, Kyle? We've known this dude for five minutes and you've already named him...Kyle? And she's like, yeah, from South Park -- South Park, a television show that I have not really watched in about 20 years, and that as far as I know Chalk has never watched one time, ever. Even in dreamworld, this strikes me as incredibly weird, and I'm unsettled by the storm and the strangeness of all this, but I feel like I can't say no to this poor kitten that my wife has suddenly adopted (excuse me, to Kyle).

We're doing all this kitten-examining on the kitchen table, and after some commotion in the living room, we go in and find Kyle's wet mom lying on the floor, presumably having barely gotten both of them in through the window. Chalk is immediately like, we should take them both to the vet and starts pulling out a kitty carrier so we can do that, and I'm not sure we're ready to be a four-cat household, but this does seem to be happening, so instead I say, wait, we shouldn't leave until the window is fixed, everyone's getting in and out of the house and that's not good. If we leave it like this, who knows what we'll come back to? I find this thought highly stressful, but Chalk seems to be concerned only about the Kyle and Mother of Kyle situation, so we leave the house with the window broken (somehow between us and Lacey, nobody ever figured out how to block it off, we just gave up on that) and head to the after-hours emergency vet. I think there was a brief bit when we were actually at the animal hospital, but that was pretty much the end of the dream.

I don't know if that's interesting to anyone else, but it was all so vivid and mostly linear, which is unusual -- if I remember dreams at all, it's usually kind of a jumble of images and emotions. Thank you for being my dream journal, happy Ides of March.

[awlwren-writes]

OC ask game: 16, 18, 28 for Daphne (if you want)

For those who don't know, Daphne is Nyx's mom's sister and Clarus's wife in our Uncle Clarus AU!

I appreciate the chance to flesh her out some more!

16. do they have any pets? what do they call their pets?

She didn't before now, but now I'm gonna say she was sent with a pair of black and white coeurlaki (what I call the tiny tame coeurls seen in the Galahd concept art) that she named Nox and Luna as a kind of tease to her nephew and niece. Nox is called "Knocks" by everyone in Insomnia, though, as that's her favorite trick, and Luna is "Lookie Loo" and the like, because she's so curious. It started a brief trend in Insomnia for the cats, but most realized quickly that it takes too much energy to train them when they're kittens to not shock people or electronics. Daphne mainly gets away with it because she's used to training them and the Amicitia house is both large and old enough they can run around without hurting much.

Gladio does not remember that Luna and Nox are the coeurlakis' real name, and so never makes the connection with Lunafreya and Noctis, though Noctis does because he asked Daphne once about their names, and it makes him more determined to befriend them and give them treats.

18. their opinion on lying, stealing, and killing?

Putting a cut, because of course I always get long on this question...

She's generally against all three, but willing to make exceptions when it comes to protecting the people she loves.

She's come to accept that a little bit of social lying is normal in Insomnia, and is willing to pass along some white lies to help Clarus's operations or to cover for him or the kids if they have to duck out for something, but generally frank honesty is her go-to, especially one on one. She accepts that not everyone feels the same way, but she keeps track of lies she catches and slowly freezes out the habitual liars unless she has figured out a reason for the lies. (Lying about being abused, for instance, is unfortunate but understandable, and she often gives signals that she knows you're lying, but she doesn't hold them against people the same way. At least not after the first one, when she realized with Clarus's help what the cost was. Wisdom sometimes doesn't come easily. Abuse happens in Galahd as well, of course, but she knew fewer people there and generally knew them better, and that made spotting it and dealing with it different.)

Stealing is divided into two types: stealing from within the group and from enemies. Stealing from within the group is either an act of hatred/retribution against someone else or part of community sharing, where things just circulate as needed, especially within a cohort. You just go gather the tupperware that accumulated at your friend's house from the parties when you run low, that sort of thing. Sometimes you leave a riddle teasing them, and that can start decades long jokes and trying to figure out who it was. Stealing from enemies is just part of survival, and usually a demonstration of cleverness. Alternative warfare. In-cohort stealing/sharing gets applied in Insomnia as sharing information, equipment, and jewelry, etc with Aulea and Regis and Cor (if possible). Revenge/Enemy stealing gets applied to getting funding for the Crownsguard and worthy causes from other groups who also want the funding.

Killing beasts and food animals is normal, if sometimes difficult. Killing humans is something she's been able to avoid. She considers defense as generally a good excuse, if it has to happen, and she thinks she would kill for her kids or her family, but she's glad she doesn't really have to think about that much in Insomnia. It's safe, after all. She knows Clarus has killed, and that even though he'd do it again it bothers him, which sort of solidifies her opinion.

28. how do they show that they care about someone? how do they express that they don't like someone?

Daphne is a defender. She defends her loved ones from teasing, from ignorance, from loneliness or feelings of inadequacy. She's always right there, beside or in front of you, when she sees you struggling. She's had to learn to blunt that or do it indirectly in Insomnia, but she's adaptable. For her marriage, this usually takes the form of fighting on the fronts Clarus can't, because he's only one person.

She's also definitely the feeding friend. Food solves a multitude of problems. She doesn't always make the food herself, but she makes sure you get what you need.

For acute offenses, she'll tell you directly what she didn't like and why. If she just doesn't like you and can afford to, she freezes you out. You get no information about her or her family. She ignores your jokes and offered points of connection. She is more willing to defend others against you, even if she doesn't know them, she assumes you probably deserve it. If she can't do this because of politics, she just sabotages whatever of yours she can get away with, sometimes quite pettily. She does try to account for the splash damage, though.

Okay! Not sure how much of that made sense, but it feels right so I'm sticking with it. Daphne is very brave and sure of herself, and even though those traits don't always work out well for her in Insomnia, she learns quickly. She does her best to support her friends and family by fighting for them where she can with what weapons she has. She is also a little bit of a math nerd and is good at accounting and following number trails and uses that to her advantage, especially to balance her tendency toward bluntness.

I think Iris tried to go the proper lady, indirect action route partially because she saw that her mother struggled when she was blunt and had more success being sneaky, and partially to reflect well on her father, who leans into protocol as a general rule, especially after her mother died. She does grow to be more like her mother as she gets older, though, for good or for ill.

Gladio followed Daphne's footsteps of blunt communication with important people in his life (ie Noctis) and just...working around people who don't seem to want to cooperate (also Noctis) but as a younger kid didn't get that bluntness needs kindness as well to temper it, and working around people is for enemies rather than allies, and by the time he learned that had damaged his relationship with Noctis somewhat. As they get older, the boys start to work it out, though. Gladio got his love of reading from his dad, but he enjoyed sitting with his mom while she poured over ledgers, muttering to herself, and reading beside her, and she learned a bit of literature analysis to help him tear the stories apart for what he liked and didn't like, because it was where she could meet him on reading.

Thanks for letting me ramble. I really do enjoy Uncle Clarus, and look forward to writing more of it with you!

[kyrathor]

I'm late to the party but wanted to share anyways.

My cat Yumiko is the dumbest cat I've ever met. Whatever intelligence she had has been wholly replaced with sheer love. She is one of two cats I've ever met that like belly rubs (the other is her sister, who belongs to my ex), and will frequently try to obtain them by showing off her belly. Whenever we have to move her because she's stolen one of our chairs, She'll roll over and act super cute in a bid to delay the relocation. It doesn't always work, but sometimes we'll go do something else for a little bit, so it's not a 0 percent success rate. I'm her favourite person in the world, and She'll meow a lot if she can't get to me (say I'm in the bathroom). Sometimes when I shower, when I shut off the water she'll charge in and get on the toilet or the edge of the tub just to be near me. Despite this, she also adores my girlfriend, and will frequently cuddle her, sometimes to the point of annoyance (her annoyance, to be clear. Yumi will get in moods of wanting to be on one of us ALL THE TIME and won't take no for an answer). She has spots she likes to sit or lay, and these will periodically shift. So for a month she'll steal my chair, sit in the window, and on a specific box. The next month she'll be in one box, steal my girlfriend's chair, and sit on one specific spot on the floor for no apparent reason. When she is in a chair stealing mood, she'll frequently steal it right when you stand up. But sometimes she'll wait till right when you're coming back and steal it right in front of you. My girlfriend accidentally trained her to be a shoulder cat, which she has taken to like wildfire, and sometimes demand from us. Sometimes she purrs so much I feel like she is purring at me, instead of simply purring because she's happy. And sometimes she'll purr so much that it sounds like she's trying to purr twice at the same time (I call it overpurring), and if she keeps doing that She'll start wheezing and coughing after a little bit. She is a gray tabby cat with a roundish face, and I raised her from a kitten, and she has many of my quirks and oddities. I love her to death.

My first cat that was really mine was a cat named Kiki. She has sadly passed, a bit over a year ago at this point. She was the first cat that wholeheartedly chose me. We got her from a family friend whose trailer park management had changed and pet fees updated, so they had to give away 2 of their 3 pets. I don't know why but she chose me to be her human. She was mostly white, with black spots, and I think she was part Siamese because she liked to talk a lot. On one side she had a black heart, and on the other she had a comma. She loved to be near me, sleeping with me when I went to bed, sitting on my lap, just generally being affectionate. When I'd come home, my parents always said she'd specifically hear me coming, and could tell it was me, and get excited, rushing to the door. When I moved out I had to leave her behind because my mom was worried about her health with a big move like I was about to undertake. When I flew home to visit a couple years later though, she still remembered me and stuck like glue for my entire stay. In the years I was gone, she grew close to my mom, which made me happy. I loved Kiki so much.

I'm including pictures of my cats. All but Yumi have passed now. The tortoiseshell is Tabitha, whom I nicknamed Tabbycat, then Tabicat, then Tabica. The black is Jaguar. His tail never worked, and he came as a stray, so we don't know what happened to him. And of course Kiki and Yumiko.

I know I'm way late and you won't be able to use this in your assignment, but I hope that you, and maybe some other people can enjoy my kitties. I love all of them dearly, whether they are still around or not.

Want to help me with an assignment by talking about your pet?

Hi!! I have an assignment to make a piece of art using crowdsourcing. My idea involves collecting a lot of text about people's pets! Anything about them, what you like about them, a description of their personality or appearance, something funny they did--really anything. In the end, I want to use all the text to make something interesting (I haven't decided the specifics yet). I'll upload the finished project here when it's done! (it's due a week from now, March 12th)

How to be a part of this project:

Reply to this post or reblog and put in the tags or in the post itself anything you want about your pet. You can also send me an ask if you want, but I will not post any of these asks.

If you want to speak about a pet that has passed, please indicate somewhere in your reply that it has passed. I intend to use that information in the piece itself.

You can include a picture of your pet ONLY IF YOU WANT! Pictures aren't necessary but I might figure out a way to incorporate them.

Important:

The text you provide is not going to be credited to you/your url, everything will be anonymous.

I'll be reblogging this every now and then to help get a lot of different responses :) Sorry if you get sick of seeing this post! Also, if you don't have a pet or you don't want to talk about your pet, it would help out if you would reblog this anyway! But ofc, you don't have to.

[ggukkiereads]

Hello!! Just a few days ago I stumble upon your blog and I'm wondering if you have some recommendations for Hybrid AUs, much appreciated if it is an OT7 and completed, but if so I will still be so thankful. (I just need some cure from the stress that modules brings) Thank You in Advance (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

🌷 Hello! welcome to my mini fic-reading land. I’ve actually received asks for Hybrid AUs (I pinned the requests in the navi) but I just have a very messy draft.

But to help you with your stress, I think I can share a few of my ongoing reads (sorry they won’t be complete but they’re OT7). But, I added completed ones I could remember too (●'◡'●)

*note: will edit this later and organize this per member - maybe add other fics I’ll remember*

Fic Recs | BTS Hybrid AUs

→ A Place Called Home @agustdakasuga -  OT7 x Reader

series [27/27] | 88k | Hybrid AU, Poly AU, Soulmate AU, Romance Humor | Fluff

Having saved your own injured hybrid, you were determined to try and help any other hybrid that crossed your path who needed saving. But being a vet in a small hospital wasn’t enough for you. You wanted to do more, you wanted to make a difference. You wanted to give them a home.

→  If I Can Never Give You Peace @candlewaxandp0lar0ids - Jungkook x Reader

series [3/?] | 17.6k+ | Mafia AU, Enemies to Lovers | A (so far)

It starts like quite a few stories do, in your world. Girl meets boy, who happens to be a hybrid, girl buys him at an auction where hybrids are sold, boy falls in love with her, girl gets bored of him. Then it’s not so typical anymore, when the boy ends up forced into illegal fighting rings, until he makes a wrong move and her father decides he needs to be killed.

Where does that leave you? Well, you’re the one who handled Jungkook’s fight and generally organized his life, and, when the girl’s father, your boss and mafia leader, tells you he wants him ‘put down’, you’re the one who has to get it done. Except, instead, you let him escape, and everything turns out fine.

🌷ggukkienote: I am so hooked on this (because I am a sucker for Mafia AUs too). This is such a great story and the OC is really different from the usual OCs. Very interesting.

→  Eunoia @wishesunderthestars -  OT7 x Reader

series [15/?] | 100k+ (I just assumed this, masterpost doesn’t have wc but it’s 6k per chapter or more?) | Director!Reader, hurt/comfort | fluff, eventual smut

You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job. You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness ins’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?

→  Restitution @cloudteawrites - OT7 x Reader

series [7/?] | 48k+ | slow burn, poly, mystery, romance

when an estranged uncle leaves you his massive fortune you wonder if the universe is playing a joke on you. when that fortune comes with seven hybrids, you know for sure that it is.

→ Lacuna @barbika1508 - Jungkook x Reader

series [42/42] | 324.3k | Hybrid AU, check for TW | Fluff, Angst, Smut

Lacuna - (n.) a blank space, a missing part

Y/N just wanted to go back home, to enjoy her peace and quiet away from problems and people. But typically, her luck strikes as she stumbles upon a horrific scene of two guys mistreating an already beaten down hybrid. Will she take matters into her own hands and help him? Or let someone else help along the way???

🌷 This is on AO3 and I got a recent ask about author’s tumblr.  So if you prefer AO3 you can check their profile

→ A Hundred Percent Human by wrienne- OT7 x Reader

series [12/?] | 88k+ | Hybrid AU, fluff, angst, smut |

In which you (reader) are forced to take care of seven hybrids in a twist of fate. Drunk and down on life, you finally decide to deal with the house and the unsavory business your mother left behind. However, to your shock, you find that seven very different hybrids are included with both the house - and the business. Seven hybrids you never even met before - even less agreed to take care of.

🌷 This is on AO3. I don’t normally reco AO3 since my blog is focused on tumblr fics but someone sent an ask about this so I’m including it

→ Inferiority Complex @starlightauroras-writes - Jimin x Reader

series [10/?] | 88k+ | political themes, themes of abuse (hybrids) | A, S

You had never liked hybrids. You disagreed with their very existence, and you never wanted to have anything to do with them. And then one day, you discovered a hybrid who was more scared of you than you were of him, and everything changed as you realised you were the only hope he had…

→ Sanctuary @chimchimsauce - Jimin x Reader

series [16/16] | 20k |  Wolf Hybrid!Jimin, Barista!OC, feat sanctuary staff Taehyung, hurt/comfort | F, A

YN is a young girl, bright and ambitious, but due to her busy schedule, she's been unable to make any real friends. When an ad for Saint Mary's Sanctuary catches her attention, she never expected her life to be changed by a certain hybrid named Jimin.

→  Summer Nights @marginalmadness - Jungkook x Reader

series [4/4] | 23k | Hybrid!Fantasy, Romance | F, S

A freak weather anomaly leads to a chance encounter with a rabbit-hybrid, and your kind nature results in you gaining a small, fluffy lodger, who questions your taste in television shows. It’s won’t be for long...will it?

→  Risk it All @/httpjeon - Jungkook x Reader

series [5/5] | 8.3k  | hybrid au, alpha wolf!jungkook | A, F, S

ripped from your family, you find yourself in a warehouse filled with predators. just your luck, you’re right across from a caged alpha wolf.

🌷 (I linked Chapter 5 because for some reason others couldn’t find this chapter so they thought it’s still incomplete)

→  Outro Love is Not Over @kiirokero - Hoseok x Reader

series [12/?] |  Daycare Teacher!Hoseok x Single Mom!Reader

You are the single mother of a beautiful 6-year-old golden retriever hybrid who you named Yunho.  But you’re a human.  You can’t show him the ropes of being a hybrid, and you can’t teach him things the other moms can.  So, when a handsome German Shepard hybrid comes into your life, helping you and guiding Yunho in a way you can’t, you can’t help the cozy home he sets up in your heart.

→  It Takes Two To Make A Thing Go Right @imaginethisbts - TaeKook x Reader

two shot [2/2] | 11k | dom/sub themes, heat cycles | S

What’s better than one dogboy lover? Two dogboy lovers. But when Tae and Jungkook seem unusually clingy, it can only mean one thing. That time of the month has snuck up on you and your dogboy lovers do not want to share.

🌷 Also try their other Jungkook hybrid series Out of the Blue

→  Peculiar Park @daydreamindollie -  OT7 x Reader

series [9/?] | 38k+ | imagines, slice of life | Writer!Reader, Psychologist!Reader, imagines | fluff

you’re a successful hybrid writer and psychologist who takes in seven hybrids on one stormy night after finding one of their pack stealing from your garden

→ Yeouiju @nomseok - Namjoon x Reader

one shot | 33.7k | Mythical AU, Hybrid AU (if you squint), suspense | A, F, S

you find an ancient stone in the middle of the mountains and bring it home with you, oblivious to the consequences of taking a dragon’s yeouiju.

→ Beautiful Stranger @/nomseok - Taehyung x Reader

one shot | 19k | circus AU | A, S, F

your dream is to take care of animals for the rest of your life in the big city, making sure that they’re cared for. but you stumble upon a malnourished, rare tiger in your local circus, and you can’t help but want to take care of him.

→ Evolution of You and I @readyplayerhobi - Jimin x Reader

one shot | 10.2k | kind of epistolary (letters), chat, childhood friends | F

For 15 years, Park Jimin has been in your life in some form. From childhood penpal’s to the closest of friends now, you can’t imagine your life without him even if you’ve never actually met him in person. It doesn’t help that you’ve fallen for him, even across the distance that separates you. But what happens when you finally meet up and you discover he’s been keeping something secret?

→  Fish are Friends @httpjeon - Taehyung x Reader

one shot | 10.2k | seahorse hybrid!taehyung | A, S, F

after moving to the seaside, there is a dreadful storm. when all is clear, a man washes up on shore…only he isn’t quite human.

🌷 you know seahorses mate for life and it’s the male that gets pregnant? Interesting huh

→  Pink Panther @gimmesumsuga - Seokjin x Reader

one shot | 13k | boss-employee | F, S

The one where your boss, Kim Seokjin, tries to show you how beautiful you are.

→  Ragdoll @ausblack - Jimin x Reader

series [17/17] | Hybrid AU, College AU | F, A

As you were studying to obtain your medical & veterinary degree, your professor came up with the idea of organizing an internship - where you found yourself side by side with a sick hybrid that needed nothing other that complete care.

→  Jagged + Catnap  @opaljm - Jimin x Reader

one shot + sequel | 18k |  jaguar/black panther!jimin, sand dune cat!reader, mutual pining, friends to lovers, established relationship (sequel)| S, F, slight A

The pretty little sand cat hybrid Jimin has been in love with for the past year experiences her first heat and Jimin would love nothing more than to be the one to guide her through it and breed her with his kittens.

🌷 there’s also a possible spin-off for Taehyung (Eye of the Tiger)

→  Owner @jessikahathaway - Jungkook x Reader

series [6/?] | 17.4k | Fake Dating AU, Hybrid AU, based on Kimi Wa Petto (Japanese anime) | F, S, A

With your mother hounding on you (no pun intended), you decided to get a little help from a hybrid, who was also in need of assistance.

→ Loving Him Was Red + Somewhere Only We Know @userseok - Jungkook x Reader

series [3/?] | 12.8k+ | enemies to lovers, childhood friends (sorta), college au, jock!jungkook, unrequited love (for OC) | S, F, A

you’ve been chasing after jungkook for years. after a harsh verbal altercation between both of you, you decide to leave him alone and pursue a relationship with someone who seems genuinely interested in you, thinking he would never return your feelings.

I would like to recommend the catalog of these writers:

@ditttiii - so I realize I’m following them on AO3 when I realized the fics looked familiar 🤭. They have an ongoing series called Enchanted to Meet You which you might want to check out if you like Soulmate AUs too! I recently reblogged a Jungkook two-shot comfort fic (hybrid au too) so I recommend going through their masterlist!

@aroseforyoongi - who I discovered because of Gossamer (KTH). It was completed but I think it’s up for re-write/re-post? You can try the others:

Navy Blue - Jungkook [completed]

Forever Yours - Yoongi [one shot, prequel to Navy Blue]

Let Me Love You- Jungkook [one shot]

@magicalsalamander - another favorite author of mine I just feel like I’m reading a great tale every time I start on a series or one shot. They have great fics with supernatural themes too

Rabbit on the Moon - Jungkook | if you’re in the mood for police officer Jungkook [6/6]

The Act of Persuasion - Seokjin | if you are in the mood for Single Dad AU x Arranged Marriage too [one shot]

Firefly that Guards the Fox - Taehyung | if you are in the mood for mystery [11/12 - just epilogue left]

Kitten’s Little Flame - Yoongi | if you like BF to Lovers between dragon and a cat [6/6]

There’s more so please check their Masterlist

@hollyhomburg - I just love Of Fire and Love (hello dragon!yoongi and baby!jungkook? 🥺) But you can check:

their masterlist of all their hybrid fics

Dance to This series which I’ve added to fic recs based on an ask about stories that include members/readers with disability.

Don’t care if it Hurts - Jimin | this is probably my favorite (again I’m a sucker for Mafia AUs) , guard dog hybrid!jimin [12/13, just epilogue]

@angelicyoongie - I got hooked after reading their stories on AO3 but they have tumblr too! Check their masterlist for ongoing hybrid fic (Abundance - OT7)  but these are completed ones:

Desolate - Yoongi, grumypy cat hybrid [14/14]

Out of the Woods - Namjoon, wolf hybrid, strangers to lovers [3/3]

@worldwidebt7 - if you like webtoons! I read parts of Jungkook’s webtoon and I think currently we’re on Yoongi’s story. Access it here

@jincherie - One of the first hybrid fics I remember encountering is Inheritance (MYG). Other fics:

Perihelion - Hoseok, college, roommate, enemies [2/?]

Butterfingers - Namjoon, teacher au, this is cuuuute READ IT if you’re looking for something fluffy [one shot]

4 o’ clock - Taehyung, single dad au (I included this in the singel dad fic recs too) [3/?]

Under the Bridge - Jungkook, found jungkook under the bridge [one shot]

@whitesparrows97 - a writer I discovered because of a Yoongi soulmate fic but I found that they also have other hybrid fics:

Cat’s Cradle - Yoongi, bestfriend [5/5]

Underdog - Taehyung, shifter, brought home what she thought a stray dog [5/5]

@foxymoxynoona - and what would my reco be without foxymoxy? So they have tumblr but their works are on AO3. I’ve listed their current works here but I didn’t include their completed works which are must-reads:

Sugar Fairy - Jungkook, mating, adopted hybrids [48/48]

A Sea of Indigo - Jungkook, ex-fighter [48/48] ⭐⭐⭐

@therealmintedmango - They have a whole masterlist of their hybrid!au fics. I recently finished Kingdom Come and I always remember Jimin from King (for some reason)

@joonbird - check their Zodiac Hybrid Masterlist of one shot per member

There are more (usually one shot per member) but I’ll probably put them in another Fic Rec List for Hybrid AUs. Sorry this list is kind of all over the place (not even organized per member 🤭). But good luck with your modules and I hope these help!

(❁´◡`❁)

[redacted-ghost]

Headcanons that Darlin’ has a family of stray cats

We all know Darlin’ has a soft side, and I think that that soft side is shown with a family of stray cats that Darlin’ has.

It would start with the mom- named Momma- who showed up one day, pregnant, and wanting food. Darling saw her and decided to feed her every day, leaving both food, water, and a box with a heating pad, blankets, and a pillow, that they had laying around.

Darling didn’t necessarily stay out too often with Momma, due to how often they weren’t home to begin with, and the first time they tried to pet Momma she hissed at them. However, after a while, Momma was close to popping and got really affectionate towards the person that kept on giving her food and a place to stay. 

She would purr anytime that Darling would get close to their front porch, try to rub against their legs, and when Darling opened the door about two days into the sudden shift of character, she strutted in like she owned the sad place.

However, Darling didn’t mind too much, just bringing in the box and food bowls (they were just bowls they had lying around) into the kitchen so Momma would have a warm place inside.

After Momma gave birth to three kittens, she immediately entrusted Darling when she didn’t want the kittens. Y’know those cute videos where cats bring their human the babies because they trust them so much? Yeah, that’s the gist of it.

Darling names them times of the day- dawn, dusk, Twilight (although they call her ‘light’ for short). The reason why is the color of their fur, Momma is a grey and orange tabby, and whoever banged her up had some black fur genes. Dawn took Momma’s coloring, Dusk is a pure orange tabby, and Twilight is a grey and black tabby.

Now, Darling isn’t one to think poorly of animals, they’re just… uninformed. Long story short, they forgot that kittens have different personalities from their parents, like children. And with this, did they have to find the money to fluctuate with each of their wants and needs.

Darling still doesn’t take care of themself, but they’d be damned if their kittens didn’t get the best of the best. Those go-gurt things? has a box full of them just because each kitten adores them. And Darling doesn’t forget about Momma, not for a second, she has the best bed in the house, the best snacks Darling can buy, and yes, she did get spayed.

While at the beginning Darling didn’t enjoy the idea of the cats sleeping on their bed, opting more to training them to sleep on their cat tree (costed them an arm and a leg to get, it has one of those dangling things, and the extra cat scratchers, etc.). But, after a while of very stubborn kittens and Momma, they gave in and allowed them to sleep with them.

Now, Sam finding out Darling has cats? Let me show this idea:

Darling still gets into that 2v1 fight with the vamps and stumbles on home, opening up the door to crash on their couch.

The kittens are meowing for food, pushing up against Darling’s legs to get up again as Momma is sitting on the couch, starting to lick at Darling’s head where some blood was.

The phone call to Sam was similar to what happened, except Sam can tell that Darling is walking- their strained voice with every step shows it very well- and there are suspicious meowing sounds on the other end of the call.

When he gets to Darling’s place, they have to open the door without letting Momma escape- while they trust her to come back, especially after the entire labor thing- they just can’t stress over something else at this point.

Sam pushes Darling to sit back down, needing to every so often move a kitten off of Darling’s torso so he can start the healing process. After he was certain that they weren’t going to die overnight, and after the long lecture he gave them, he picked up Light, allowing him to curl up in his arms as he pets him.

“I didn’t peg you to be the type to own pets, let alone four cats,” Sam says, scratching behind the kitten’s ear.

Darling huffs, a smirk on their face while Momma starts to lick their arm, trying to clean off the dried sweat and blood from Darling. “Well, I didn’t mean to get four, Momma right here just decided to stay and they duplicated after that. Like Gremlins.”

[vinetae]

~Up In The Attic~

❀Pairing: hybrid!jimin x human!reader

❀Genre: cat!hybrid, smut >16+<

❀Word Count: 2.8k

❀Summary: Y/n had been taking care of an endearing kitten for about a month, when she finds out there's more to that fluffy calico-like fur than meets the eye.

❀Warning(s): fingering, vulgar language, mentions of begging, hickeys, scratching, cock slut, teasing, hints towards rough fucking, breast play, nipple play, edging.

❀a/n: So I had originally thought of doing a fluff cat-hybrid thing, (because my cat reminds me so much of Jimin as a boyfriend) but as you can tell it got a lil...side-tracked.

❀Date: November 16th, 2021.

"Do we have everything, y/n?"

you had been planning to go on a three-day weekend trip to the mountains for your uncle's work. Your parents had fallen ill at a young age, so you were taken in by your aunt and uncle. Soon, the papers were all signed and you had officially belonged to them. They were now your parents, and for the ongoing 5 years now. You run past the small corridor from your bedroom to the while marbled prestige kitchen. Grabbing the charger and yanking it from the outlet, you quickly run to the car, shoving all of your bags to the left of you. Your uncle chuckles while looking back in the mirror at you being buried by all of your items.

"Are you sure you want to bring all of that, y/n? I told you to pack lightly."

You had packed lightly. But secretly you had brought all of the necessities for a kitten you had met there the last time you went. A small, tri-colored cat had appeared at your window one night while you had been showering. Light scratches at the door had made the little guy very noticeable. Your uncle and aunt had been out to dinner for the night because it was their anniversary. So, you decided to take the kitten in. And ever since, you had been feeding, grooming, and cuddling the little fluff ball for about a month now. Your aunt had given you quite a look when you begged to go to the pet-store. Rumbling through all the shiny, squeaky toys, you had finally gotten what you needed. And now, the journey begins. You lean back, putting in your earbuds, while staring out the window, imaging all the fun things you're going to get to do at the cabin.

Except it hadn't all gone to plan. Your uncle had fumigated the cabin the night before because of some pesky little ladybugs that had crawled their way in. Now, all of your things were covered in plastic wrap. You quickly rush past the large living room with a 13 foot-high ceiling, and a huge 28 foot glass wall that had connected the inside to out. Plopping your bags down next to the old wooden chair, you begin stripping the room of anything and everything kitten-hazardous.

"all done!" you brush your hands off, while looking around the medium sized bedroom at all the hard work you had put in.

"now- they leave at five...so if he comes by at six-thirty-" you begin to plan everything out onto a small tiny crumbled piece of paper.

"until who gets here?"

A familiar voice stops you in your tracks. You aunt had brought some towels in from the guest bathroom, since it was going to be vacant throughout the trip. You push the papers off of the bed, and out of sight before she could read any. She crosses the room towards your bed, and sits herself softly down onto the dark maroon-colored duvets. A slight sigh leaves her chest.

"y/n...we've been noticing your...strange. Behavior." you cock your head towards her direction, taking a seat adjacent to your aunt. A confused but guilty look plastered your face.

"w..what do you mean, mom?" she looks around the room, adorning the arched closet just to the right of the bed. The huge glass wall-window sits on the left of your bedside, while a small animal print rug lays flat against the dark oak stained hardwood floors.

"honey...just-" she stops, bringing her hand up to caress your cheek. "just...be honest, okay?" you nod, as your uncle comes hustling up the stairs, carrying a small diamond-encrusted pocketbook. "let's go, love. The resturant will be closing soon" your aunt stands up, fixes the beautiful purple fish-tailed dress you hadn't had noticed when she had entered the room.

"be safe, y/n. make sure to lock all the doors. love you!"

your uncle yells out while dragging his wife towards the front door. A heavy sigh of relief falls from your lips.

"here kitty kitty kitty~" you push a bowl out the small opening of the attic door. You had been sitting there for over two hours waiting for your precious baby to return. You figured might as well start thinking of names. "Alex..snowflake...snowball...art..ic" A warm inviting sensation overtakes your body, pulling you into a deep sleep.

"y/n? y/n? wake up- y/n?"

a voice echoes through the room. You open your eyes, being met with the bright lights of the moons glistening across the hardwood floors. You shuffle a bit, seeing a small white kitten in the corner of the room, playing with a small ball of something that had been folded. A small giggle rolls off your lips, as you make a tutting sound to call him over. He lifts his head, glancing in your direction, but going back to his previous game. You sluggishly stand up, making your way over to the playful kitten. He had grown a bit since the last encounter.

"aww what are you playing with-"

you bend down, picking up the small crumpled up piece of fabric, recognizing the lace-imprinted patterns.

"hey! you little pervert!~"

He sits up, just letting out a small mewl. You see the shadow of another similar figure blocking the moon's rays.

"daisy?"

An unfamiliar voice echoes through the room.

"daisy? are you in here?"

You turn around, being met with a rock hard chest bumping into your own. You look up, seeing a brown eyed boy, with delicate cream colored skin.. "w..what in the-" he cuts you off.

"oh shi-....y/n??"

he backs up, you now being able to see more of his soft features. Black thick hair rolled down the sides of his face. The glistening of his skin gently across the surface just memorizes you.

"u-uh.." you pause. No coherent sentence was going to be made by you any time soon.

"oh fuck it is you-"

you take a few steps back, seeing him picking up the small calico kitten.

"w..who...who are you and how did you get into my house??" you quickly run over, grabbing a ski pad to defend yourself with. He takes a step closer, whilst still holding the kitten in his hand.

"y/n.. just put the ski down, and let me explain-" the small white kitten had jumped out of his grasp, now a whirl of white dust and specs float through the air, soon stopping as fast as it had begun. A beautiful small 6 year old looking little girl emerges from where the kitten had previously jumped down to. Her skin matching with the strange man's, her eyes having coveted small glistening gold specs. A smile spreads across her face as she runs towards you, wrapping her arms tightly around her waist.

"mommy!" The strange man quickly pulls the small child away, as she tries escaping his grasp to reach towards you. "no!" He lets out a nervous laugh, pulling her further from you.

"i told you that's not your momm-" she breaks free of his grip faster than he could explain the situation. You're frozen for the second time tonight. Who the fuck were these... these things?? She hugs your waist tightly, burring her small nose into your hip. He scratches the back of his neck, while examining the scene.

"She's confused-" "yeah so am I! who the fuck are you people!?" he gulps, while taking a step back. "you just look like her mom" he adds. The same, familiar white dust surrounds the man, as he quickly shrinks down about half his size. The white dust disappears, revealing a small, calico kitten, looking to be much older than the previous one.

"y..you're...the cat that i took care of..." he looks up, and makes a weird mewl towards the little girl, as she whines, transforms and is right by his side. One more small mewl and he transforms back to his original height.

"you've been gone for quite a while now.." he looks down to the small pure white kitten, picks her up, as she cuddles into his chest. how adorable. no! fuck these people just broke into your house! "I'll go take her back, then i can explain everything".

You didn't know what to say, and he hadn't left you the chance even if you wanted to. He quickly disappears into the night, leaving you on the floor questioning life right about now.

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"y/n? honey, time to wake up. y/n?" Something shakes you awake. You look around, peeking out of your crusted-shut eyes, seeing you're in your bed. "w..what..what happened?" a groggily moan rolls off your tounge, and out into the atmosphere. "What do you mean? i just came in here to say your father made breakfast." your aunt stands up off of the end of the bed, and shuffles out lf the doorway. You look aroune, seeing everything in it's original spot. The images from the pervious night had flooded your head. You quickly run up the stairs past the kitchen, to the small corridor leading to the attic. You reach for the small string that hangs down, making it easier to open. Right before you can tug at the little string, your uncle calls you back down to eat.

"so I was thinking that we should all go skiing today" your uncle retorts.

"oh that sounds lovely, honey! what do you think, y/n?" you sat there, picking at you eggs and French toast. The thoughts and what little conversation you had had with the man before still lingers in your mind. It wasn't until your father had cleared his throat loudly, while setting down the coffee pot on the kitchen counter. You sit up, your attention now on the startling noise.

"what do you think, y/n?" You hadn't really had thought about the conversation they had been having, so you just do a measly nod, and dump your plate into the sink, walking to your bedroom.

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"goodnight, y/n!" your aunt calls from her bedroom.

"goodnight, mom! sweet dreams, dad!"

he grumbles back, having already been half asleep. You grab a flashlight from the nightstand table on your right, and quietly make your way towards the attic. you step up, looking around the dimly lit un-finished room. Nothing out of the ordinary. A sigh leaves your chest. You turn on your right heel, just as you were about to go to bed for the night, a voice echoes softly through the chilling atmosphere.

"have you been waiting for me?"

his voice sounds very warm and inviting. The soft wind howls right along the side of the house, making a small but peaceful atmosphere. You climb up, quietly making your way over to where the voice had came from.

"Why didn't you come last night like you said you would?"

you feel around for any kind of heat source that might be his. Or at least a damn LIGHTSWITCH. "I did~" his voice had grown near with each passing second.

"You were asleep. So-"

a pair of arms snakes around my waist, as a hot, brush of air rolls down the nape of my neck. His emitting warmth from his body had pulled me to sit. He chuckles, already sensing the power he had over me. "how do you think you gotten in bed?" god. Bed. the way he said it was just- enticing. You could feel a slight stir in your core, like something was waking up inside of you.

"W..why did y-you do th-that"

the small breaths he had been taking in were just agonizing to you. He shifts slightly, pulling you to sit between his legs. He drags his index finger gently across the surface of your skin, drawing tiny figure eights with the pad.

"Because-" he leans down even more, his soft, plush-like lips graze over your virgin skin of your neck.

"I couldn't let you sleepy here all alone, could I? what would your parents have to say?"

A small moans escapes your lips, as you quickly cover your mouth. Small fits of chuckles brush past your arm. 'cute" he replies. You subconsciously cuddle up closer to his chest, laying all of your weight against his. His hand now trails down the side of your hip, teasing the small dips between.

"S-so...what are you?"

he stops his movements, cocking his head to the side to face yours.

"do you want the long story or the short story?"

Long? Oh fuck, just imagining his sliding deep against your walls, as you moan out loudly while he has a hand covered against your mouth to suppress what little dignity you had left. The grunts he would make while thrusting his hips against yours, ever inch of his long girthy length just splits you wide open, him having you pressed against the wall, every cell in your body his for the taking.

"y/n?"

He questions, while you get pulled from your fantasy land. "y-yeah?" great, a fucking stutter. way to go, y/n. He chuckles, taking in a small whiff of your scent.

"are you horny right now?"

He asks as if he's telling one of his friends if they want to go bowling with them on Friday night. A light moan rolls past your tounge. He chuckles, while resuming his movements against your skin. Gently, the pad of his index finger burns the surface of your skin. What the hell was this feeling? You've been horny before with previous partners but..this? this was pure flith.

"I know I get humans horny but not this much~" he teases.

"f-fuck you" you release, while holding onto his arm from the amount of pressure in the air.

"Oh really?~ You sure your want that, sweetheart? For your family to hear how much of slut you are for my cock? Them hearing who's fucking their innocent little girl? Making her scream another man's name. For them to hear your whiny ass begging for my hard cock to just fuck you into tommorow. Fuck, you want the whole neighborhood to hear how much pleasure I'm giving you? You want my lips wrapped around your tight little cunt, while you beg to cum? You want that baby?"

You hadn't even noticed how your nails had begin to dig into the flesh of his thigh, moans growing louder by the second. A smirk presses against his lips, as his right hand dips into the opening of your pajama pants, his digits start moving in circles against your bulb. Small, muffled moans threaten to escape your throat as your throw your head back against his chest. His free hand slithering it's way up to your breast, cupping it gently, while rolling the nub gently between his two fingers.

"oh fuck-" You whine, arching your back from the pure pleasure you're getting. A pair of soft, moist lips leans down to the base of your neck, licking a strip up towards your jawline, before lightly sucking on the thin skin. Your eyes had now rolled to the back of your head, as your legs start twitching from the stimulation. This was pure bliss. The rises and falls of his chest against your back, and rock hard object your could feeling pocking at your butt, the way his middle finger teases your entrance slightly pushing the tip in, only to be yanked right back out.

"i-im gunn..ah..-"

You're right on the edge, you could practically see the climax cliff. His finger than had been working your core, fastened.

"oH fuck!" you yelp out, knowing damn well that your aunt and uncle heard. But you didn't care. You only wanted one thing. And that was to-

"nuh uh~"

his voice brushes gently against your ear, as all of the pleasure just stops. You turn around, seeing his bring his two fingers to his mouth, sucking on the leftovers of your juices.

"what the fuck?!" a smirk presses against his lips. He stands up, brushing himself off, while you're just sitting there confused as hell. he crouches down to your level, whispering softly into your ear.

"I can't let you have all the fun, now can I?" he walks towards the window, and sits on the edge, as he prepares to jump down.

"sweet dreams, darling~"

he smirks, turns, and hops down. Who the fuck was he? You hadn't even gotten a name! Who was the little cat-girl..daughter..kid with him, and WHY was he messing with you?? You sit there, processing what the fuck had just happened when-

"y/n!? what the hell!?!" you look to see your aunt and uncle standing above you, looking down at the wet stop that had stained the antique rug. One thing's for sure. You we're gunna be in a whole lot of shit tonight.

[ofteasandherbs]

Okay:

The Beginning

Aster is a witcher of the school of viper. A school known for its assassinations on human kind, he's not afraid of a little blood split.

Born in Aedirn to a single mother(baker) who tired her best to take care of him, she fell to a sickness, leaving Aster alone. Thankfully the new baker that came into town took him in and watched over him. But then one day a witcher with a viper's fanged head on his medallion came to complete a job the local lord needed done. The lord, unable to pay, decided that his bastard son, of whom he'd never even cared for before, would be the fee the witcher would get.

Aster, having never known his father, was sold by him to this witcher. Jitcad was his name and thus began the rest of Aster's long long life...

The Trials

The Trials

The witcher school of viper is known for their one trial that changes the boy to a witcher. Gifted an animal companion at the start of their training, Aster was very excited. You see, at home, before he was taken, he had had this cute calico cat named petunia. She was about to give birth just before he left and he was so excited for the kittens! So when he was given a fox kit he couldn't be happier! Training was grueling and having to catch up with some of his peers with understanding reading and writing, but having a little buddy with him made it all the better! He had named the little kit rosey because her coat reminded him of some of the roses his mom had kept in the garden. As he grew, she grew and soon they were the best team. Aster thrived in archery lessons, often out competing his fellow trainees by miles. His mentors took note of that. When it came time to take the trial of grasses Aster was nervous, as he had seen the mages wandering looks and attention to his eyes. Having passed that trial Aster was brought to a separate room by the mages and was thus experimented on to enhance his eyesight. It worked, but at the cost of his eyesight causing him migraines if he's in direct sunlight for to long without eye protection. But at least he can see targets clearly up to a mile away now, meaning he has superb accuracy, never misses a shot.

With the experiments done and the rest of the trials done, Aster thought he was done, that it was time to go on the Path with Rosey. Rosey had gotten a bit slower in her age but there still wasn't anything like their close combat moves together. He had to be careful though, as rosey had recently found a mate with one of the wild foxes that wanders the land and has founder herself with kits. He was so very excited, but he did wonder why he never saw his brothers that came back from the path with their companions.

It happened all to quickly. The mentors, his finder Jitcad, thrust a dagger in his hand. It was one he was familiar with, one he used so frequently he knew it like the back of his hand, one that he needed to know so well else he someday regret not knowing his blade so well. His other brother, as there were only two who survived the trials, Tisien and he were taken out to the training yard along with their companions. A feeling of dread filled Aster as he suddenly knew what was to come. But.. rosey..she was almost ready to kit.. was almost ready to have babies, ones that Aster was so excited to take care of, ones that would fill the void that had been left in his soul since he had to leave behind his dear petunia, one of his last connections to his mother-

He slid the blade into her temple.

A quick death.

One that wasn't painful.

In the dead of night, hugging her till her warmth faded away, he decided then and there he would never get close to another being again.

~and that’s all I got rn hehe :3c

Who wants what I have about Aster’s sad backstory rn?

[jellicle-shifters-au]

Tuggerlurina Week: Day 1: Stargazing / Childhood Friends

decided to give @jelliclekay’s tuggerlurina week a shot and i’m really excited about it! all fics for this are going to be a part of my ongoing shapeshifter au

for this fic: bomba and tugger used to throw down a lot when they were kids; they’re both fifteen-ish here

You’re Jellylorum’s kit? He doesn’t get out you don’t even look like her, because she knows it’s coming, because she knows she doesn’t look like her mother (but she’d never met her father; he’d died before she was old enough to know him), and because she punches him square in the mouth. There’s a ruckus from the adults, something about I thought you raised her better from Jennyanydots and a small noise from Munkustrap and something else about I thought you raised him better from Jellylorum, but there’s no real consensus on which of them is at fault and which of them should be more in trouble.

You don’t look much like your dad, either, she spits, and that earns her the hushed ire of the adults, who finally agree that she’s gone too far, is probably out of line, and should probably quit while she’s ahead, but she doesn’t think she can stop.

Jellylorum may not be her biological mother, but she’s still her mother.

The boy on the ground in front of her has scruffy dirty blond hair streaked with strands of black, where his father and brother both have silvery-black hair, even in human form. Dad says I take more after my Mom. He wipes his mouth on the back of his hand, his skin coming away with blood. There’s a crack on his lip.

She’ll leave another one if she has to.

Her fist is curled and ready at her side, her lip curled in a snarl, her fangs showing. But the boy on the ground takes it all in stride, as he always does when he and Bomba tussle, looking between the blood on his hand and her, and sucking at the cracked corner of his lip, tasting the blood in his mouth.

It’s the first time she’s ever punched him for real.

Shit, he whispers, sucking at his lip, more surprised than upset, and gets even more comments from the adults, and finally Bomba wonders why they haven't stopped in to break them up yet, but somewhere in it all she hears Garbo mutter something about sometimes kittens need to have it out, even while she doesn’t consider herself a kitten, not really, not at fifteen. But felines don’t age the same way humans do, and she suspects, as she has for the last year or two, that she’s going to be considered a kitten until she’s old enough for her first Ball.

She wants to punch Tugger again, and it has nothing to do with him.

He looks up at her from the ground, grinning widely, fangs long, blood leaking from his mouth. You punch good. It’s not good grammar, and Bomba can hear Jenny throwing a fit in the background, but they both ignore it, and she smiles instead.

Yeah, she says, with a crooked grin, Alonzo taught me how. She hears the aforementioned tom trip over something in a panic as his name leaves her mouth.

Shit, yeah? Tugger says again, earning another small conniption from Jenny. He wipes his hand on his jeans. Teach me how to throw like that?

Talk anymore shit about me and I won’t. But she helps him off the ground anyway, because she wants to, not because she’s supposed to, and because she thinks it’ll be easier to talk to him while he’s on his feet instead of staring up at her, even if it brings her a certain satisfaction.

Fair enough, he says, brushing his jeans off. He’s got a tight grip, she can’t deny that. If he could shut his mouth as tightly as he gripped her hand, she wouldn’t have had to punch him. I’m sorry.

She nods. Me too.

Your hair’s really red, he says, is probably what he meant to say, probably what he should have just said. She’s the only one in the family with hair this red—except for some other cat no one seems to want to talk about, who they thought might have been her father, but she hasn’t displayed any kind of similar power, or any power at all, so no one thinks that’s the case.

Your stance sucks, she answers. She nudges his feet into place with her shoe. Like this. She doesn’t neglect to tell him that sometimes you won’t get that far before you have to throw a punch, Alonzo told her that, but it’s still important to be in a good position before you try to knock someone’s teeth out. 

She doesn’t tell Tugger that if she’d hit him a little harder, she probably could have.

[luvnami]

𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬!

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - aa my first time writing for kny!! i hope you like it~ the title is a play on the word ‘pillars’ lol hopefully that makes sense... enjoy!! likes, comments and reblogs really help me a lot <3

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - @/amjustagirl​ (muacks)

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - mention of food

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 - what if the pillars were... cats?

𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐠𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐢

- the CHONKIEST fella you’ve ever seen in your entire life

- seriously, this cat feels like a brick when you try to pick him up

- yes, his fur is dense. no, he does not get any skinnier when he’s matted down with water

- a lovely, calm cat abandoned by his previous owners because they were moving out of the country

- he loves lazing in the sun and his brown fur turns golden in it!!!

- is a lap cat but doesn’t understand that your legs turn numb way too fast when he’s purring away like a little truck motor 

- (his purrs are so deep……. put him on an asmr youtube channel already!!!!)

- once, you had a dream that you were drowning. you found him sleeping on your chest when you woke up gasping for air

- broke a flimsy cat tree once and is now terrified of heights 

- a big baby :( kind of needy, always welcomes you at the door when you come home with chirps and gets frisky when you don’t return till late

𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢

- …

- the quiet cat that seems like it might murder you in your sleep

- you adopted him together with kanroji because he simply wouldn’t leave her side and wouldn’t leave your side so… yeah

- this cat HATED you at first

- like… he even refused to eat the food that you tried to give him :/// you had to lure him out with some churu 

- you once woke up in the middle of the night because you were thirsty and found two glowy things at your bedroom door

- yeah, he was staring at you while you slept

- you didn’t dare to get a glass of water and just went back to sleep

- dark gray short fur with heterochromia! you think that he might be kanroji’s sibling but the centre said that they came in at different times

- he goes crazy for catnip oh my goodness

- he rolls himself in it and purrs so LOUD……….. ok iguro……..

𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐢

- so! affectionate!

- you adopted her from a local centre… seriously, who abandoned this pretty baby!!!!!!!

- (iguro insisted on being adopted as well. they come in a pair, do not separate.)

- is a white short fur with heterochromia <333 she looks so magical omg

- when you visited the adoption centre, she wouldn’t stop meowing and curling herself around your legs

- how could you not take her home!!!!!

- she tries to steal all kinds of food (even yours). please don’t own any plants, she will try to chomp them as well

- one time you came back home and heard some loud rustling from the door. you were terrified that it was a thief but when you switched on the lights, the cat had somehow managed to raid your pantry :/

- loves loves loves cuddles!! will even let you touch her soft tummy and play with her toe beans (only for a while though!)

- you wish she’d stop jumping around and getting into the hardest to reach spots…….

- loves trying out new collars, toys and even outfits!

- grooms iguro a lot and loves playing with him <3

𝐤𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐮

- y’all know the cats that play nice when you’re petting them and then bite your hand immediately after… yeah

- the childhood cat that gives you trauma after it scratched you one too many times

- but very lovable and social!! loves meeting new people and then giving you a smug look as she crawls into their lap

- is not tempted by treats… she will do a trick when she wants to

- siamese, brown to white with a tail that flicks too much when she’s irritated

- this cat pushes your glass of water off of the table while looking you in the eye

- will lay herself over your keyboard when you’re trying to work

- has and will chew up your socks again

- scratches your furniture even after you sprayed it with that ‘no-scratch’ spray

- HOWEVER she will occasionally let you scritch her chin when she feels amiable…….

- tries to groom you sometimes

- jumps around too much for her (and your) own good. has caused the shattering of many things and now you cannot place fragile objects on shelves

𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨

- the most!! active and happy tabby cat you’ve ever seen!!!!! 

- meow! meow meow meow!

- man i have no idea what you’re saying rengoku but you look happy and adorable so have a treat

- probably a family cat that your dad brought back home (much to mom’s dismay) but he’s part of the family now

- VERY vocal at night no matter how much you try to tire him out in the day… rip 

- will wake you up because! human! it is night time and my water bowl is an inch out of place!

- has the most gorgeous coat ever… really. it’s an envy for many cat owners

- he struts around with his head in the air and demands many pets from you while yowling and pawing your leg

- loves outdoor walks, actually. will attack a dog on sight if given the chance so please keep him on a leash

- give him little booties to keep his paws clean!!!!!!!! he fell over the first time you put them on but now he’s used to it and he looks so cute omg

- very nurturing!! takes to other cats very easily and is a joy to have around if you’re fostering other animals (besides dogs)

𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢

- this bastard cat

- hisses if you pat him for too long

- hisses if you don’t give him attention

- hisses while you’re pouring out his food and will NOT hesitate to bite you

- if you touch his paw pads, you can goodbye to your fingers

- i’m thinking……. gray shorthair with green eyes!

- probably a stray cat that you took in (which came with a lot of coaxing, snacks and wrangling) who got into one too many fights 

- he took a while to get used to staying indoors, often hiding in obscure places and was oddly possessive of your sofa

- no, he did not let you sit on it for a whole month

- he’s very protective and territorial! when he’s feeling like it, he’ll rub against you and get into your closet to curl up and scent your clothes (getting fur all over them)

- once, when you had some friends over, you had to lock him in your bedroom because he wouldn’t stop snarling at them

- no one dares to come over to your place after that

- (he’s secretly addicted to butt pats)

𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨

- black shorthair that literally appeared in your house one day

- you have no idea where he came from but you let him stay for a few days and he’s never left since then

- sometimes, he wanders outside (while chasing a butterfly or something...) but always comes back in time for dinner

- has the clearest emerald eyes!!

- he’s so quiet oh my goodness. you swear you’ve never heard him meow or chirp or purr once………. you think he might be a ghost cat sometimes 

- moves around silently too. has scared you on more than one occasion when you turned around and found him staring at you, or felt something furry brush against your leg while you weren’t expecting it

- doesn’t initiate affection much but will let you pet and smother him with love!! he kinda just… chills lol

- loves snuggling in the warmest places! sometimes you’ll come home and find a suspicious bump under your covers… lift it and you might find a friend within <3

- hates hate hates collars

- will literally bat at you if you ever try to put one on him

𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐮

- loves water so much its crazy

- you have to lock your bathroom door because he’s somehow managed to figure out how to open the doors in your house

- like, he’ll actually jump into the shower with you 

- you brought him home one day when you found him as a kitten in the rain outside :c (ur the hot anime character now)

- he’s really quiet! rarely meows and prefers to headbutt you (which can be slightly inconvenient, like that one time you were pouring coffee and nearly scalded the both of you)

- his fur is always messy. sticks up everywhere no matter how much you try to brush it

- black fur of medium length and thickness!!! puffs up SO MUCH when winter comes though

- it’s insane, he looks like a ball of soot

- exceptionally fast. when you try to play fetch with him, all you’ll see is a black blur darting back and forth

- easily scared

- you have to be careful when rounding corners or petting him because if he doesn’t expect it he’ll jump like five feet in the air

𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧

- if you do not change his collars or outfits at least once a week or brush him daily he will start yowling

- you decided to adopt him after your neighbour moved to an apartment that didn’t allow cats

- unfortunately, your neighbour was also the most outrageously extravagant person you’ve ever met and spoiled uzui too much

- a good chunk of your monthly spending goes to the cat

- will not eat cheap cat food (how can he tell the difference…?)

- occasionally buries himself in the back of your closet because it’s dark and smells like you but please help me i’m entangled in a scarf and can’t get out!

- loves posing for photographs and being cooed over!! if you run an instagram account for him you’ll be sure to get popular really quickly

- he just… knows the camera is there lol

- hates having his nails clipped omg

- he will run around the house just to escape you and will only be bribed by a fancy new outfit or a churu

[lvlpin]

I really like writing out the little quotes things into an actual proper text. Also, it's Ms. Torres bc I think Cesar's dad is gone (not sure if its divorce or death he just doesn't exist)and it's only her and Cesar.

Uhhh, alternate's all just kinda have the it/it's pronoun on default but some might adopt identities and gain new pronouns. At least, that's my canon.

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"Hey mom? How much does it cost to adopt?" Cesar called for his mom as he shoved another piece of toast at the alternate he had found.

It looked exactly like him, all except for the black and white eyes instead of his brown ones, and was looking through the kitchen. It was completely drench.

Now, a normal person would freak out. Ever since the news of creatures that can shapeshift and are extremely hostile to humans, the general public has been on edge. several creatures being able to shapeshift and having an extreme hostility towards humanity, everyone has been terrified.

A normal person would try to hide, contact the police, just do everything else except for what he did.

The first thought that crossed his mind was a couple of box kittens he had found by the street years ago. He brought them in, convinced his mom to let him take care of them, and cared for the litter until he had to give them away since his mom didn't want to keep a cat.

The alternate just kinda reminded him of the box kittens. It was probably the wet clothings, or the way it rummaged through the fridge, or maybe the wide eyed look when they made eye contact. Whatever it was, it made him pity it.

So he did what a normal person wouldn't do and went to grab some towels to dry it then made some toast for it.

During all of it, the alternate didn't try to kill him, or leave. It just used the towel he gave and then sat on the counter as he mixed the eggs together.

"Well, I was wondering if I could." He stopped answering as he spotted the alternate trying to drink the eggs from the bowl. "Hey! You can't drink those, they're raw." He scolded, pushing the bowl away.

The alternate just looks at him with its creepy eyes and the bowl before trying to sip from the bowl again. It made a weird whining sound as Cesar grabbed the bowl away. He just shooed him and told him let him cook the eggs first before eating.

Cesar poured the bowl into the pan and set a quick timer for about 2 minutes. "Sorry mom, but as I was saying-"

He got distracted when the alternate somehow managed to knock over the fruit stand, which was thankfully empty.

"Cc? Are you okay over there?" Ms. Torres asks, now worried that something is happening over where her son was at. She stood up and rushed to the kitchen when she heard a bang from the kitchen as well as some cursing.

What she found was her son, and another son? One of them was lifting up the fruit stand save for the newspaper that fell out. While the other one picks up the fallen papers.

"Cesar?" She asks cautiously, two heads snapped to look at her. The two of them were practically identical, mirrored right down to the little bit of hair hanging under the cheek. The only difference were the eyes, her son's shocked brown eyes and the others-

She shrieked when she registered the sight of the other Cesar's eyes. Two pale white pupils standing out in the sea of void, unnerving similar to the eyes of a corpse.

The Cesar with the odd eyes didn’t react at all to her outburst at all while her son rushed over and asked if she was okay.

“Cesar, who was that next to you?” She shakily asked before remembering the alternate reports from months ago. Whatever was next to him, it has all the traits of the alternate.

“Is that one of the things from the news?!” She gasped. "Why is it in the house Cesar?"

"Can we keep him?" Cesar asks, hopeful. "Listen, he was wet, cold, and was trying to take our bread."

"You can't just- take an alternate in mijo!" His mom sputtered, waving her hands in front of his face. "Haven't you seen the news? La policía said that you shouldn't go near them."

“But look at him! he clearly needs some food and a nice place to sleep.” Cesar argues, as if he wasn’t trying to house a terrifying creature from satan.

Ms. Torres just looked at her son and alternate, not budging on her decision.

To the alternate’s credit, it hasn’t tried to escape or attack. Just kept its grip on Cesar’s suit, darting its eyes between mother and son.

"He hasn't tried to kill me yet ma, at least let him stay for the night." Cesar pleaded, pulling out his two weapons against his mom which was his baby voice and big eyes, "He could stay in my room, there's enough space on the floor."

"You are ridiculous hijo." His mom sighed, unable to resist Cesar's eyes. "Okay, he can stay but only for tonight and if he lays a hand on you, no more alternates in the house. Okey?" She said, giving a threatening look at the alternate.

“Okay, thanks mama.” He said, giving his mom a hug. Ms. Torres just gave an exhausted nod and hugged her son back. “Love you Cc.”

The alternate just stood there as Cesar and his mom hugged.

Unfortunately, that’s when the kitchen bell rang, reminding Cesar that the eggs were done.

He shot up and ripped himself away from the hug then ran to the kitchen to save the eggs. “¡Ay cagar los huevos!"

The alternate was about to go follow the teenager as well but getting stopped by Ms. Torres placing a hand on his shoulder.

“I’ll let you stay for now but if you lay a hand on my baby boy. I will find a way to kill you all.” She warned it, “Comprendida?"

Sar felt the familiar fear that he always got when Gabriel gets mad with his supposed to be victim's mom. Damn parents figures and their special ability to terrify anyone in the name of their kid. He nodded quickly, then quickly left to follow Cesar and the eggs.

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Google translate Spanish translations cus I don't know Spanish at all La policía (police) Ay cagar los huevos (oh shit the eggs) Comprendida? (Understood?)

-sunglasses anon

shoutout to ms torres for being The Mom Ever(TM)(C) as sar out here fearing for his life fr LMFAOOO

[sunnyoldbear]

I’m no artist but all I think about is Luca so here are my headcanons for them when they’re older!

Luca:

As I said in a previous post, he gets a bit thicker as he grows since his whole family is on the thicker side and he’s very skinny.

His tail gets longer as he gets older and he’s like a little kitty with it. When he’s in the water, he sleeps on his stomach with it curled completely around him. He also wraps his tail around Alberto and Giulia at times if there’s ever a time where it’s raining or something when they’re in the surface.

He’s the shortest of the trio and he hates that with every fiber of his being. Neither of them let him forget it.

He loves space more than the movie lets on, and that’s saying something. He has read almost every book he can find on it and he rambles about it every day.

He is still pretty clumsy and his arms always have a few bruises or scrapes on them. He likes putting colorful bandaids on his cuts because he likes the colors.

He loves helping Giulia’s mom with painting! Not just modeling for her, but just painting with her or learning. It reminds him of Alberto. He’s not… good at it, but he loves it.

Oh he loves dogs. He’s still a little scared of cats after Machiavelli, but Nerone is his baby and he would do anything for that little pup.

Has a massive sweet tooth!

As expected, he loves learning about Vespas and how they work and everything. He does his research and writes letters to Alberto about the best books to read about Vespas to ensure they buy or make the very best one.

He’s always moving, just can’t sit still. He’s always bouncing his knee or kicking his legs or drumming his fingers. He just can’t help it. (He’s neurodivergent yes, but this is the 50s so…)

Still has very fishy sayings that no one but him, his family, and Alberto understand.

Can ramble for hours about the sea and how he can relate it to space. He still loves water and tends to list the names of his goatfish under his breath when he’s stressed to calm himself down. He still misses wrangling them, but he is so happy that he’s free.

Spends hours working on his handwriting because he doesn’t like how messy it is. He wants it to be perfect.

He’s very self conscious about most human things he does. The only thing he isn’t self conscious about is his swimming abilities, but he hides it pretty well. He’s most self conscious about his intelligence, or lack thereof. He’s meant to be at Giulia’s level of intelligence but since he was raised in the ocean, he knows next to nothing and so he has to work extra hard to get good grades. He stresses a lot about it and sobs if he gets a bad grade.

He’s a surprisingly good cook. It just relaxes him.

He loves flowers and learned how to make flower crowns.

He also loves collecting seashells he finds because it reminds him of home.

Like many agree, he is terrified of bugs, but he could never hurt one.

He’s very emotional, but that’s canon so.

His letters to Alberto are typically very long and full of emotions and things about his day, as well as random things. He doesn’t mind Alberto’s shorter letters, and he saves them in a box under his bed.

Every time he sees Alberto again he practically tackles him in a hug. The first time, both of them fell straight to the floor and were bruised for days.

He loves stuffed animals. Since it’s not “manly” to keep them, he gets them “for Giulia” and then puts them on his bed. (Modern day, he wouldn’t give a damn and just get them for himself)

Gets flustered super easily, as we see in canon. Be it an innocent romantic comment or a nice compliment, he goes super red and embarrassed, stumbling over his words.

Still says “silenzio Bruno” before he does anything he’s nervous to. Some kids at school are confused about it but he’s more confused at their confusion. How do they not know what a Bruno is? Isn’t it a human thing?

Loves to annotate his books. Associates certain books/book quotes with the people he loves and will give them those books or repeat the quote to them.

Though Genova is much more accepting than Portorosso, he is still bullied pretty badly when Giulia isn’t around, and sometimes even when she is. He pretends nothing happens or that it doesn’t bother him, but it does. It bothers him so, so much. Alberto can see right through him with ease and is there to remind him that everything is okay and he’s still loved. It helps, but not as much as Alberto thinks it does.

Even with the bullying, Luca loves school so, so much. That being said, he loves summer and being in Portorosso more.

Does that “look me in the eyes. You know I love you right?” thing he and his mother do to everyone he loves.

Alberto:

There is nothing he loves more than harassing Giulia. Being her brother, he loves to tease her, but will fight anyone who does the same.

Once decked Ercole. Got in trouble but Massimo secretly gave him a high five.

Cleaned up the island and erased the tallies he made for his father. He put some of Giulia’s fairy lights in there and has a few extra pillows, books in every corner and drawings all across the tower. He still has a lot of his human artifacts, but most of them are gone since he needs money for a Vespa.

His new tally board has “Reunion” scrawled at the top and its for waiting for his sister and best friend to return home.

Loves being a lifeguard.

Is super close to Machiavelli now and even adopted a stray to be his friend. Or uh… more than a friend, considering the big litter the cat soon fathered.

Alberto named all the kittens after fish.

He always draws things for Luca and eagerly waits his arrival.

Also has a massive sweet tooth, bigger than Luca’s.

Stores Luca’s letters away under his bed.

He and Massimo made Giulia’s hideout a proper treehouse and it’s now a study spot.

Has tons of books about Vespas. Massimo taught him to read and write.

He’s more self confident about his “human expertise” since he does it his own way.

One of the messiest eaters I swear to god-

Doesn’t care much about space, but he’ll listen to Luca ramble about it for hours without complaint.

Doesn’t really have anything he’s super interested in other than Vespas like how Luca likes space, but I might change my mind about that.

Loves watermelon!

His recklessness causes him to have as many bruises and scrapes as Luca’s clumsiness does, but he doesn’t care about putting bandaids on.

Alberto’s letters are pretty short but great!

Definitely bottles things up until he can’t anymore but he’s trying to get better.

Part of him feels guilty about catching and eating fish, but it’s hinted seamonsters eat fish so I’m accepting that as canon and saying he feels slightly less guilty about it. Definitely enjoys pasta more.

Loves the snow, especially when it means snowball fights. (Definitely throws them as hard as he can at Ercole. Son of a bitch deserves it.)

Oh yeah, he swears now. He’s heard a few swears around while making deliveries around the year and catches on. He makes a few of his own, too.

He just makes up words of his own as well as phrases. He doesn’t just convince Luca to say them. He convinces Massimo & Giulia as well as Luca’s fam. It’s a big, fun inside joke.

Loves turning into a sea monster and acting silly to make the kids around town smile.

Honestly he just loves being a sea monster. It’s great to be him. He feels free. It’s not as good a feeling as being on a Vespa, but it’s something.

He stares longingly at every Vespa he sees.

He probably named that girl cat Vespa or some variation of now that I think of it.

Giulia:

I see a lot of headcanons of her with glasses and I gotta say I love it! So, glasses Giulia!!!

Tallest of the three! Alberto hates her for it but she loves it.

She actually takes after her father more than she does her mother, contrary to popular belief.

Though she loves space, after her meeting with the boys, she’s thinking of marine biology. She stays up late every night researching everything aquatic. She constantly asks the boys about sea things and visits in that diver suit whenever she can.

She bullies Alberto as often as he bullies her. Their play fights look so aggressive that people think they’re actually trying to kill each other.

She’s constantly torn between chopping off all her hair or letting it grow out. She settles on leaving it medium length and tie it up.

A very yellow person! It’s everywhere. She loves it so much! The color of happiness, baby.

She’s the first to call Alberto part of the family, saying in a letter that her school wants to meet her brother. She got a letter from Massimo saying Alberto sobbed upon reading it.

Loves to paint with her mom but thinks bike riding is better. She loves that bike.

Harasses Alberto to put a sidecar on his Vespa for her. (Inspired by a drawing by aishimation on Instagram!)

Though she adore her mother, she’s a daddy’s girl and loves him so much.

Can and will punch anyone who calls her brother and her best friend a monster straight in the jaw

Hates her school uniform

Will also pour water all over Alberto just to piss him off

Summertime? I think you mean “training for the Portorosso Cup and also attack Alberto and Luca with a hose for a few months”

She loves to dance

Wants to get tattoos when she’s older

Very much a feminist and doesn’t care how much trouble she gets in for voicing what she knows is right

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More on the way probably. These dumb gay Italian fish and their ginger friend is all I think about dhdhjdhdvdh

[nightingaelic]

POODLES IN THE WASTELAND

i jest I jest

But 👀

What about pets? Either ones companions would have or a very uncommon one that someone wouldn’t think was a good pet, BUT IS. Deathclaws you can ride like a pony, mole rats that want belly rubs, cazadore’s as cattier pigeons! What are your thoughts?

Or like, Danse or Piper or Fawkes with something hilarious Idek ignore me

Oooookay, here’s my comprehensive list of companions - ALL companions, across Fallouts 3, 4, New Vegas and 76 - and their (headcanon) choices in wasteland pets. I’ll give a little explanation for each - particularly as many of these companions are transients and don’t have the luxury of owning a home to keep pets at. Also, I feel like most of the companions, while they might not necessarily like pets, would be somewhat fond or at least respectful of the pets of the Lone Wanderer/Courier/Sole Survivor/Vault Dweller, like Dogmeat and Rex. 

Bighorners

Lily Bowen: Everyone’s favorite super mutant grandma is already an experienced shepherdess in Jacobstown, and she’s more than willing to tear some night stalkers apart to keep her herd safe. If that’s not love beyond the norm for wasteland livestock, I don’t know what is. She’s probably given all of her bighorners names after the characters in the television reruns she used to watch on holotape in Vault 17, like Grace and Audrey and Lucille. 

Brahmin

Raul Tejada: Actually spent a decent part of his pre-war life living on a ranch, so he knows that most brahmin don’t deserve being labeled “irritable” just because people don’t know how to read their body language. I think he’d follow wild brahmin herds around a bit on a whim and keep them from coming to any harm, especially the little ones. He gives them names like the cattle he grew up with, Corazon and Gordo and Blanca. 

Rose of Sharon Cassidy: Doesn’t truck with the wild herds, but she knows that part of the success of a caravan lies with how well they treat their pack animals. All of her caravan’s brahmin have names - Penny, Magic and Sprinkles - and she’s careful to pair them up with drivers who are patient and work well with their various personalities. 

Cats

Butch DeLoria: While Butch ultimately decided to leave Vault 101 behind, I don’t think he would ever truly lose his fear of radroaches after what they did to his mom. Having a little friend to warm his bunk in Rivet City and pounce on intruders would probably set his mind at ease, maybe a black tomcat with one ear named Pepper. He might even gift his mom a kitten when he next comes to visit. 

Star Paladin Cross: I don’t think Cross much sees the use of an animal that doesn’t contribute to the community it lives in, like most of the Brotherhood of Steel. Cats, however, are excellent at pest control, even if the rats are bigger nowadays. I think she’d give the resident cats at the Citadel some pets in passing, and she’d smile when she has to extract playful kittens from inside her power armor frame. She’s especially fond of the cat colony’s matriarch, a scarred old tabby named Gemma. 

Curie: Upon her transition into a synth body, Curie is overjoyed with most animals and their new willingness to approach her for attention. She especially loves cats because she can pick them up and better feel their fur and purring. Her favorite cat is an orange stray in Diamond City that she calls Claude. 

Piper Wright: A companion for Nat when she’s out adventuring, an unbiased friend to bounce the latest opinion piece off of before going to print, and a lap-warmer for when you’re typing up the latest article about the exploits of the Minutemen - what’s not to like? The Wright family cat is a slippery, elegant calico named Sugar Bomb. 

Preston Garvey: While the Minutemen forts and settlements definitely lean more toward keeping dogs around for security purposes, I think Preston likes his pets quieter and less likely to bowl you over in excitement. The one most likely to sleep with him in his bunk at Sanctuary is a grumpy gray gentleman named Anchovy. 

Deathclaws

Veronica Santangelo: If anyone is crazy enough to swipe a deathclaw egg from a nest and try to hatch, rear and train a personal killing machine named Izzy, it’s Veronica. This will probably just alienate her from her Brotherhood chapter even more, but I’m sure she would take special care to make sure that her usual Mojave Wasteland haunts take a peek through a scope to see if the approaching deathclaw has a human on its back before taking a shot. 

Dogs

Clover: I don’t think Clover gets out beyond Paradise Falls much, so the only animals she’s used to are the dogs the raiders bring around when passing through. She probably has favorites among the usual visitors and enjoys tossing them bits of meat when she’s allowed to get away from Eulogy and Crimson. If liberated, she’d probably get at least three of her own dogs to watch over her while she sleeps: One small dog to carry with her, a Pekingese or Pomeranian descendant named Coco, and two large dogs to follow through on intimidation and protection, a mastiff named Rock and a Doberman descendant named Roll. 

Jericho: Jericho doesn’t deserve a dog but he’d probably have one around anyway to sniff out caps caches and hidden loot after he’s shot everyone in the vicinity. Some slinky beagle mix named Dewey, probably. 

Fawkes: I don’t think Fawkes would be picky at all about what kind of dog he’d have. He strikes me as the type who would adopt any half-friendly mutt he ran across. I do think he would have a bit of a soft spot for friendlier mutant hounds, though, and maybe view their mutated circumstances as similar to his own. He’d also be absolutely amazing at playing fetch. Just imagine how far he could lob a stick or ball. All of his dogs would have literary names too, like Byron and Agatha and Edgar. 

Craig Boone: Though he’s a bit of a prodigy at sniping, Boone knows his limitations when it comes to spotting hidden enemies on the horizon. I can see him having a hound dog at his side to find the more elusive ones and help him get rid of them faster. Maybe a bloodhound mutt named Bravo. 

Cait: Doesn’t like people, but she adores dogs. Having had the life where she’s been abused, exploited and forced into slavery, she’s keenly aware that those like the ones who took advantage of her treat dogs much the same. She’s very protective of any dog she encounters and is very likely to punch you in the face if you so much as look at one wrong. She’d probably name any pup she adopted Lucky. 

Hancock: Honestly, he’s just a fan of any animal that is happy to hang out with you whether you’re drunk, high, fighting raiders or patrolling downtown Boston. The Goodneighbor strays know him as the guy who always has mirelurk jerky in his pockets. His favorite is a rough-and-tumble, black-and-white spotted cattle dog descendant that he cheekily calls King George. 

Robert MacCready: He’s not quick to trust dogs, but once he’s sure they’re not a threat, they’re one of the few critters around which he’ll relax completely. He’s still a little wary of them around Duncan, but any dog that’s a part of his family is more or less his son’s permanent babysitter. 

Nick Valentine: Dogmeat is also basically his dog. The two have a history of working cases together, with Dogmeat just turning up whenever a trail goes cold and leading Nick to the evidence he needs to reopen his investigation. Nick doesn’t know how or why Dogmeat does it, but he’s not about to ruin a good thing. 

Strong: I don’t think he would turn down a ferocious mutant hound as a friend. He’d probably feed it mole rats and call it something like Killer. 

Foxes

Beckett: This former raider has a love-hate relationship with a fox that keeps going through his trash. He affectionately calls him Lil’ Bastard. 

Sofia Daguerre: Having crashed back to an earth she doesn’t recognize, I think Sofia would be tickled that the foxes of Appalachia have basically stayed the same despite the bombs. I can see her leaving dinner scraps out on her porch for one that she sometimes spots in the foliage, and slowly coaxing the critter to come into the light. She names her Scarlett once she finally convinces her to eat out of her hand. 

Mega sloths

Settler forager: I would not be at all surprised if this man ran into a mega sloth in the Mire and decided to try befriending it. The creature, probably surprised at this old guy’s nerve, decided to accept the handful of leaves he offered and grew slowly more fond of the guy’s persistence. It doesn’t know its name is Fergus but it does know that if a human is wearing overalls, it’s probably not a threat. 

Mole rats

Deacon: Alright, hear me out. Deacon has a fondness for underdogs, and mole rats are about as underdog as they come. I think Deacon thinks these little guys are cute despite their wrinkles and buck teeth, and I think he sees the value in having a tunneling pet that likes to collect shiny things. One of his deep cover hideouts is in an old tunnel system in the northern Commonwealth, where he hangs out with a young mole rat named Henry. 

Owls

Raider punk: This radio operator got wind of an abandoned nest of owlets in Appalachia early on in his career and, being the nearest to the report, decided to rescue the little guys. Now he has three owls that occasionally drop in at his camp to hoot and accept handouts: Nona, Decima and Morta. While he’s still fond of them, he’s usually disappointed that they aren’t the Mothman coming to visit. 

Rad chickens

Yasmin Chowdhury: Ever the opportunistic cook, she picked up the practice of raising chickens from the settlers at Foundation and has four hens of her own: Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme. The “ladies,” as she refers to them, give her a constant stream of eggs for omelets. 

Ravens

Settler wanderer: This gal has an affinity with birds, who are always on the move like her. She admires their ability to be untethered and let the wind take them far and wide. Nevertheless, she likes to scatter corn when they come close to her on the road, and formed a sort of friendship with a particularly handsome specimen that she calls Tornado. 

Wolves

Old Longfellow: This guy is the epitome of the meme about dads not wanting pets and then instantly falling in love with whatever animal enters their life. He probably found an injured wolf pup in his travels around the island and took pity on it, nursing it back to health in his cabin. It’s still got a bit of a twisted paw, but follows him around and listens like any other dog and answers to the name Lamoine. 

Yao guai

Porter Gage: I bet this guy adopted an orphaned bear cub and raised it by hand. Now it’s so big that even if Gage thinks he’s an easy target for other raiders due to his age, he’s much less likely to get singled out than he thinks because he has a yao guai following him around like a puppy. The bear’s name is Fuzzy Wuzzy. It has no hair. 

No pets, thanks

Charon: Too likely to accidentally wind up in the line of fire. 

Sergeant RL-3: Too easily corrupted by Communist influences. 

Arcade Gannon: Too much time spent getting in your way. 

Codsworth: Too likely to make messes. 

Paladin Danse: Too many wasted resources. 

X6-88: Too much of a liability. 

Ada: Too easy to lose when on the move. 

Solomon Hardy: Too unsanitary.