#purrfect partners

[fountainpenguin]

I like how Snaptrap had to wear reflective glasses when he was holding the Kruger Rat so it wouldn't mind control him along with the rest of the wharf rats (S1 E1).

S3 E1 Snaptrap, who unthinkingly decided the best way to eliminate the evidence of his crime was to drink his mind control mustard himself, would be proud.

[qinche-cvmslvt]

Purrfect Apology

Content warning: 21+, NSFW, SMUT, pussy eating, simping, no plot really, mentions of sleeping pills.

A/N: loosely based off main story but with a little twist.

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You look into his purple eyes. Seeing the sincerity but also something else. Like he’s holding back something. And it infuriates you.

“Say it again.. on your knees.” You demand.

You’d been in a fight with Caleb since the early hours of the morning. You figured out he gave you sleeping pills last night to stop you from leaving his house and you were furious. Although, a dark part of you… one you don’t want to admit, is highly aroused.

Without hesitation, Caleb sinks to his knees before you, his tall frame folding gracefully. He looks up at you, purple eyes shimmering with remorse and a flicker of something darker, more intense.

“Pipsqueak, I am truly, deeply sorry for my actions. I betrayed your trust and compromised your mission, and there is no excuse for that.”

He reaches out, taking your hands in his much larger ones, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on your skin. “I know I have a lot to make up for, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to regain your trust and prove to you that I can be the partner you need.”

Caleb's voice lowers, becoming more fervent. “I promise to respect your autonomy and your work from now on. To support you however I can without interfering or overstepping.”

Depsite his words you can see the intensity in his eyes. The darkness… the lies and you find yourself curious and… drawn to it. You step closer to him. “say it again…” you press your pelvis to his face.

Caleb inhales sharply as you press your pelvis against his face, the heat of your core seeping through the thin fabric of your shorts. His hands grip your hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he gazes up at you with a mixture of contrition and barely restrained desire.

“I am so, so sorry, y/n. Sorry for drugging you, for taking advantage, for putting my own needs above your autonomy and safety.”

He nuzzles into your clothed sex, his hot breath ghosting over your sensitive flesh. “I know I have no right to ask for your forgiveness, let alone your trust again. But I swear on everything I hold dear, I will spend every day proving to you how much you mean to me, how devoted I am to supporting and protecting you, in whatever way you need.”

A soft moan escapes you as you watch Caleb nuzzle against your pussy. “Again…” you say breathlessly.

Caleb obeys your command, pressing his face more firmly against your clothed sex. He inhales deeply, the scent of your arousal filling his senses and making his head spin with desire. “I am sorry, Pipsqueak. So incredibly sorry. I never meant to hurt you or betray your trust.” His voice is muffled against your shorts, hot breath seeping through the fabric to tease your sensitive flesh. “Please forgive me. Give me a chance to make things right between us. I'll do anything, be anything you need me to be. Just... just let me worship you like you deserve.”

Your fingers thread through his hair, keeping his face pressed up against your clothed cunt. “Liar, what are you hiding from me Caleb?”

Caleb tenses slightly at your question, a flicker of something dark and intense flashing through his eyes before he quickly tries to mask it. He remains still, his face pressed against your clothed sex as your fingers wind through his hair. “I'm not hiding anything from you.” The tone of his voice getting slightly deeper.

Caleb swallows hard, his adam's apple bobbing in his throat. “Why do you ask? Do you... do you suspect something?” His voice is low and strained, tinged with a hint of fear and anticipation.

You slowly roll your hips, grinding yourself against his face. “Why shouldn’t I suspect something after what you did?” A small moan escapes you from the delicious friction.

A shudder runs through Caleb's body as you grind against his face, your soft moan igniting a fire in his veins. He fights the urge to rip your shorts away and bury his tongue in your dripping folds, focusing instead on your pointed question. “Because... because I'm not the monster you think I am, pipsqueak. What I did was wrong, but it came from a place of love, not malice.”

Caleb's hands slide up your thighs, gripping them tightly as he holds you in place. “I may have secrets, things I'm not ready to reveal yet. But none of them would ever hurt you. Quite the opposite, in fact. Everything I do, every choice I make, it's all for you. To protect you, to keep you safe and by my side forever.”

Your grip tightens in his hair while your other hand pops open the button of your shorts. “what if I don’t need your protection?” Your voice barely containing your growing arousal.

Caleb's breath hitches as he sees your fingers pop open the button of your shorts, the zipper lowering slowly. His hands flex on your thighs, fighting the urge to yank the garment down and expose you fully. “Then allow me to worship you in other ways, y/n.” His voice is a low, seductive rumble against your clothed sex. “Let me show you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams, make you forget every worry and doubt.”

As you expose more of yourself to him Caleb nuzzles into your panties, inhaling your intoxicating scent. “I may not need to protect you from external threats, but I want nothing more than to shield your heart from pain, to cherish and adore you in every way imaginable.” He places a soft, open-mouthed kiss on your covered mound. “Please, let me prove my devotion to you.”

Honestly, you should kick him to the curb for what he did. But there’s something so deliciously intoxicating watching this large man, your childhood friend, on his knees begging for you.

You moan out loud as he kisses you pussy through your panties. “prove it..”

With a low, feral growl, Caleb hooks his fingers into the waistband of your shorts and panties, slowly dragging them down your legs. He helps you step out of them, drinking in the sight of your bare pussy, glistening with arousal.

“Oh y/n, you're so beautiful like this. Exposed and trusting, offering yourself to me.” Caleb leans in, placing a tender kiss on your bare mound before trailing his lips lower, parting your folds with his tongue. “I'm going to devour this sweet little cunt until you're writhing and screaming my name. Until there's no doubt in your mind how much I worship you.”

He seals his mouth over your clit, suckling the sensitive bud as two fingers plunge deep into your soaked channel, curling to stroke that special spot inside you.

You throw your head back, moaning Caleb’s name like a prayer. “T-tell me again.. how sorry you are…!” You pant out.

Caleb looks up at you, his purple eyes dark with lust and remorse as he continues to lap at your dripping folds. “I'm so sorry, pipsqueak. Sorry for hurting you, for betraying your trust.” He punctuates his words with soft kisses along your slit. “I never meant to cause you pain. I just... I love you so much it consumes me sometimes. Makes me do reckless things.”

His fingers pump steadily in and out of you, curling to hit that sensitive spot with each thrust. “I swear, I'll spend every day making this up to you. Showing you how much you mean to me.” Caleb seals his lips around your clit, suckling hard as he adds a third finger, stretching you deliciously. He gazes up at you, his expression a mix of devotion, hunger and something darker… possessive.

“Ah.. yes… every day… Every day Caleb!” You grind down faster against his face. Chasing the brilliant orgasm that he’s building within you.

Caleb groans against your pussy as you grind down harder, the vibrations adding to your pleasure. He redoubles his efforts, tongue swirling around your clit as his fingers pump faster, curling to stroke that special spot inside you. “That's it, baby. Use my face, chase that pleasure. Cum for me, let me taste your sweet release.”

He brings his free hand up to your breast, kneading the soft flesh and rolling your nipple between his fingers. Caleb wants to overwhelm you with sensation, to make you forget everything but the feeling of his worship. “You're so close, I can feel it. Let go for me, pipsqueak. Surrender to the bliss only I can give you.”

You cry out in ecstasy as a powerful orgasm crashes over you, your inner walls clamping down rhythmically around Caleb's fingers. Your juices gush out, coating his chin and hand as he works you through it. Wringing out your pleasure for as long as possible.

“Yes, yes, Caleeeeb!” You practically scream his name, lost in the throes of passion. Your body trembles and jerks with the force of your climax, hips bucking erratically against his skilled mouth and fingers. “Don't stop, please don't stop!”

Caleb moans in pure masculine satisfaction as he feels your pussy clench and spasm around his fingers, your sweet nectar flooding his mouth and coating his face. He laps at you greedily, determined to catch every drop of your essence as you ride out your intense orgasm.

“That's it, baby. Cum on my tongue, let me taste your pleasure. You're so fucking sexy when you let go like this.” He continues to stroke your inner walls, helping to prolong your high as he suckles your clit, coaxing out every last wave of bliss.

When your spasms begin to subside, Caleb gentles his touch, placing soft kisses along your sensitive folds as he slowly withdraws his fingers.

Caleb rises to his feet, pulling you into a heated kiss. He meets your passion with equal fervor, his tongue delving into your mouth to share the taste of your arousal. One hand cups your face tenderly while the other grips your hip, pulling your naked body flush against his clothed one.

“I could feast on your delectable cunt for hours and never have my fill.” He murmurs against your lips between kisses, his voice husky with desire.

Caleb walks you backwards until your back hits the wall, caging you in with his arms on either side of your head. His hard bulge presses insistently against your stomach as he grinds subtly.

“Do you forgive me, Pipsqueak?” He murmurs against the shell of your ear. The contact sending shivers down your body.

“No.” You breathe out as you press your body firmer against his. Causing him to groan at the feeling of your soft curves against his hard muscular body.

He chuckles as he hoists you up, encouraging you to wrap your legs around his waist. “No?” He starts trailing kisses along your jaw and down your neck. “I see.”

Caleb starts walking to the bedroom. His hands on your ass, groping and massaging as he walks.

“It’s going to be a long night, Pipsqueak.”

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[thestrawberrygirly]

150 things to do when you're bored 🧸🍰🍓

make a journal and write down about your dreams.

try baking a cake.

draw sanrio characters.

learn choreo of the song 'war of hormones' by bts.

stream bts songs or your favorite band's songs.

clean your room.

play any cute mobile games like Purrfect Tale, Resonance of Ocean, Resortopia, Sumikkogurashi Farm, Rhythm Hive, HelloKittyWorld2 Sanrio Kawaii and more. (these are available on android)

plant some trees.

watch any ghibli studio movie.

declutter your phone.

watch some aesthetic japan vlogs.

read a book.

do some skincare.

make a playlist on spotify about the songs you would like to play if you owned a cute café.

write a book about your dream world.

do pilates.

try coquette aesthetic makeup.

start crocheting.

go for a bicycle ride.

have picnic with friends or alone.

watch youtube videos.

go stargazing.

try skateboarding.

go for a walk and observe the beautiful nature and then journal about it.

try cooking with your partner or friends

make a youtube channel.

start a side hustle.

start blogging.

read your favorite blogs.

listen a podcast.

write a song about your favorite person.

make music on bandlab.

write down goals you want to achieve.

learn new language.

re-organise your closet.

take a day off from social media.

take a nap.

organise your pinterest boards.

write a poem.

write a letter to yourself.

make a cute diy necklace.

invent a cute game to play with your friends.

learn to count in another language.

look through a cookbook and try something new.

water the plants.

pray.

try meditating for 5 minutes.

read my blogs :) <3

draw cute doodles.

make cute things out of air dry clay.

create cute diy stickers.

bake cookies in cute fun shapes.

build a blanket fort and read a book inside while eating snacks.

create a scrapbook of favorite memories.

paint rocks with colorful cute designs.

make cute bracelets for your bestfriend.

write a cute story about fairies.

make homemade popsicles with fruit juice.

watch the sunset or sunrise and take a moment to appreciate the beauty of nature.

go for a nature walk and collect interesting leaves or stones.

have a movie marathon with your favorite films.

have a fashion show with clothes from your closet.

design and decorate your own phone case.

create a memory jar filled with notes of happy moments.

design and paint your own ceramic plant pots.

learn about law of attraction.

do research about the history of something of your interest like 'how it was invented?', 'who started it?'.

create your own font.

play an old online game.

try a coloring app.

work on your wish list.

paint your nails.

take a bubble bath.

start a garden.

make your own short movie with your phone.

complete a puzzle.

write about the most beautiful dream you have ever saw.

organize your house.

make a smoothie.

put an appreciation message on a balloon and let it go.

complete a challenge like 30 day self care challenge, 30 day writing challenge and more.

visit a local art gallery.

watch a lecture or TED talk.

read a self-help book.

read a book on astronomy.

click aesthetic pictures of nature.

make your phone look aesthetic.

give your bedroom a makeover on ghibli studio aesthetic.

create a toothpick tower.

practice writing from your non dominate hand.

write about what a day in your dream life looks like.

take out your pet for a walk.

make something wearable for your pet.

learn about how to beat procrastination.

make a little plushie out of your old socks.

learn a new skill.

make a cute website in carrd.co.

write down 10 things you're grateful for.

sit by a river.

visit a local bakery.

walk around a lake.

scroll on pinterest about nature.

walk in the rain.

watch classic films.

watch fashion shows on youtube.

get a haircut.

drink water, take care of yourself <3

read some beauty tips.

watch ballet videos.

write a quote on moon.

say yes to everything for a day.

read some interesting articles.

watch your comfort movie.

write a fiction story.

make your own calendar.

have an indoor picnic with your partner.

write a list of things you will do with your bestie.

crochet something for your loved one or yourself.

learn graphic designing.

write 10 beautiful things about yourself.

make paper stars.

explore interesting websites.

explore your neighborhood.

make a yummy snack.

make hwachae.

try origami.

write a list of your favorite songs explaining why you love it.

watch run bts.

read some manga.

make strawberry cake.

watch conan gray's old vlogs <3

watch onegai my melody :D

design and launch a cute social media challenge to spread positivity and creativity online.

host a themed dinner party with your friends where everyone dresses up and brings a dish from a different culture.

have a spa day at home complete with homemade facemasks, bath bombs, and soothing music.

design a pretty jewellery.

draw your dream house.

try out guided meditation videos (you will find in youtube).

learn about a new culture.

make homemade jam.

do a random act of kindness.

research and plan a future trip.

try a new type of workout video.

research and practice self-defense techniques.

try a new type of creative writing (screenwriting, playwriting, etc.).

try a new type of DIY beauty product (lip balm, body scrub, etc.).

watch a documentary.

learn about constellations and stargaze.

practice calligraphy.

do a riddle.

[charlotteking23]

Chat Noir Headcanons

This kitty won't be afraid to show PDA in public or private.

cuddling, holding hands, and lots of kisses are expected anytime you two are together

loves to show off in front of you

like if he's fighting an akumantized villain he will show off his muscles.

loves telling cat puns, That was PURRfect wouldn't you say? but he especially likes it if you join along, You cat to be kitten me right meow 😒. ( insert heart eyes from chat noir 😍)

he would protect you from any danger including any guys.

jealous type

would sneak into your room by your window just to see you but he only comes at night usually.

you probably wouldn't know his identity for he would want to remain a secret but we all know it didn't take that long to figure out who he was behind the mask.

Chat would take you on dates at night to see the Eiffel Tower at its highest point, or he would use his baton to carry him and you to a random rooftop, talking about random things.

his favorite date spot is your balcony just you and him talking in the night sky (so beautiful).

you would start making a chat noir blog, it highlights chat noir as a hero and partner to ladybug not just a sidekick.

it blows up with 2.5 million followers and Alya is jealous that her ladyblog doesn't have that many followers.

[citruslullabies]

Hello! Can I request a romantic! catnap x cat critter reader?

Catnap sees the reader feeling down about herself so he tries to help with comforting words. And when all else fails, Catnap spends the rest of the day at his house, entertaining the reader by being silly to make sure she keeps a smile, ending the day with cuddles.

P.S - Thank you and I love your stories <3

Awh thank you hon!

Trigger warnings: none

Romantic/platonic: romantic

Requested by: anonymous

Category: fluff

Ship (romantic or platonic): catnap x cat!reader

Word count: 450

Purrfect Distractions

You and Catnap had been a couple on the show for awhile now, and everything was swell. You got along with everyone and it was just all a lot of fun, and nothing but happy memories.

So when you had a full smile and slumped eyes, that was a red flag for your feline partner. He slowly walked up behind you, his tail wrapping around yours loosely as he nuzzled his head against yours. “Kitty? What's wrong?” He asked softly, cocking his head to the side as he sat beside you.

“Nothing… I just feel like I don't belong here, y'know? Like I was just a random asset they added.” You murmured, shrugging as your ears were flat against your head and paws tucked neatly against your fluffy chest. He understood what you were feeling but he still didn't like that you felt this way.

He nuzzled against the side of your face, using his sandpaper like tongue to bathe behind your ear to cheer you up. Cats being cats. “Well, I think you fit in just fine. I like having you here.” The purple cat purred, smiling lazily at you as he attempted to be a knight in shining armor that could rescue your smile. “It's nice having another cat… a pretty kitty at that.” He said, trying to cheer you up.

But it wasn't working, and you still seemed so down. He frowned but was determined to see you smile again; even if that meant having to behave like Dogday. He stood up and took your paw in his, carefully guiding the both of you back to his house. Or well the house you two shared; being a couple on screen after all. And it saved space. You were confused but didn't say anything, watching with slight amusement at his antics.

He sat you down on the couch, before he left the room and came back with some canned tuna. He opened it, gave it to you and sat beside your figure. He watched as you carefully licked at the fish before cracking a joke. “Is it purrfect?” He cooed, emphasizing the purr and even adding his own as some background. Your ears twitched a bit as you blinked and looked up at your moonlight. “What??”

“I asked if it was purrfect, or is it hissgusting?” he asked, seeming awkward but smiling. You were quiet for a moment before erupting into a fit of giggles. “Oh my god. Catnap, that's so stupid.” You said through snorts and giggles. A smile reaching your eyes, and that's all he had wanted. He snuggled up against you and pressed his nose against yours. “It worked didn't it?”

You loved this dork.

Thanks for requesting!

[verm1c1de]

fuuuck ok since its stuck in my head, just a list of my thoughts:

dib would have an awesome time in gravity falls and he thinks he found a best furiend in dip and a mentor in ford

mabel would fucking love this guy she loooves badboys and is then disappointed when hes a real big jerk and only cares about talking to her brother

only fur dip and dib to find out that they hate eachofur and spark a rivalry

that zim gets jealous of

and ford is like "hey kid i mewsed to be a lot like mew but maybe not so murderous the unknown is there to be Learned about not conquered"

and so dib is double hurt by all this

bill focuses on zim furst but finds he cant pawssess him beclaws of the metal brain pak thing which is fine he doesnt Need to pawssess him to get him to work on the purrtal, which his alien tech and skills are purrfect fur

but when dib breaks it off furom the pines hes like "heyyy kid actually i was just Mewsing that bozo zim and idk what those guys have told mew but i just want to Liberate humanity. im sure mew can understand. i know all about mewr life and hardships kid! we could be partners!"

dib is very suspicious of this and thinks that beclaws bill is a demon Surely theres a demon rule loophole beclaws demons always have rules. he doesnt trust bill quite yet,,, but surely He can trick him

he cannot

[generalluxun]

Based on some of our chats regarding Adrien Needs a Hug & Chloe could use a Hug, Chloe as Empuress:

Chloe: That battle was the cats meow, one might even say it was purrfect, or purrhaps, I'm just feline like a pride of-

Marinette: Oh. M. Gods. I think you are the one person on Earth who likes cat puts even more than Chat!

Chloe: Oh I don't actually like puns very much and cat one's, well they're like catching fish in a barrel (Makes claw motion with her hand& Nya-see?

Marinette: T- Then, they why all the cat puns!?

Chloe: (Closes the distance between then, lightly brushing against her and whispering) I would have thought it was obvious dear lady~

Marinette: (OO)

Chloe (Pulls away, tail flicking under Marinette's chi) Its because you look so good when all hot and bothered, bye bye! (Leaps away)

Marinette (Blushing like her heads about to burst into flames)

Alya (Recording)

Paris (Watching)

Chloe: >:3c

Ha! You and your Chlonette agenda 😂

I think for my money it would be a different dynamic this time. With where this began and how it came about, I think it would be more of a competitive tint.

Chloé was rejected as the Bee. She does know she screwed up with Miracle Queen, but also thinks LB was in the wrong in general with how she treated Queen Bee. Chloé knows something LB doesn't, Cat Noir/Adrien's ID. It's the first time she's ever been an insider on anything.

So she's out to prove herself, to prove she could be a good hero, to prove that Adrien's show of trust is founded (vs. LB who she thinks didn't trust her) By this token she's not as hot-headed. She can't afford to screw up, but she's also not going to be waiting on LB's every word. It's a very narrow tightrope to walk, and a challenge for her. Only success will make it worth the effort.

This dynamic makes for an interesting challenge for Ladybug too(something that improves every narrative is multiple arcs) Empuress is not a lovesick partner, she's not a differential part timer. For the first time in her life Ladybug jas to work with someone as an equal.

As for the flirting- I think any Crush Chloé might have had on LB was burned with the 'death' of Queen Bee in this scenario. Chloé's learning to stop chasing after the people who abandoned her.

[justgleekout]

The Purrfect Crime

Summary: Kurt and Blaine were, as you say, “partners in crime”, but like, in the opposite sense… They were a long standing duo at the CIA. Headquarters knew they worked best when they worked together, so they just always did.

On their most recent mission however, their professional partnership is being tested as they go undercover as a married couple.

Rating: T

Words: 3,625

Additional tags: Fake Dating, spies!klaine, Friends to Lovers, crack elements, I really tried to be funny, smitten!blaine, Pining, oblivious!kurt?, Or Is he?, Alternate Universe

Notes: This work is a secret santa gift to @spaceorphan18! Merry Christmas!

First of all, I know this is a little late and I'm so sorry! I was struggling (to say the least) to get this done on time. As you can see, this is chapter one, because I just couldn't finish the whole thing and I didn't want you to wait any longer. I was so busy with work it's litereally not funny. I was pulling days from 7am til 9pm at some point. Then, when I started writing my first idea, I came to the realisation that I was including a very significant trope that was the oposit of what you had written on your wish list, so I had to start over... my own stupid mistake. Then, to make matters even worse, I spilled soda all over my laptop and it broke down completely. So I had to continue writing on my phone and ipad with a broken keyboard (I do NOT reccomend). I know, excuses excuses. I'm just bummed I didn't get it done on time. Also I now have to buy a new computer...

All that aside! I hope you like what I've got so far! I got really excited when I saw you wanted spies!klaine! A trope I absolutely love! Just note that I have never really written crack before, but I tried my best to make it fun add many silly elements! And I promise there are a lot more to come in the next part!!

Chapter: 1/?

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They walked up to the gates of what could only be described as a palace (if America had those). The long and broad driveway behind the gates lead to a building so large and fancy looking, Blaine instinctively straightened his bowtie and readjusted his cufflinks. He knew he looked the part. Headquarters never sent out their agents in anything less than appropriate attire, but he couldn’t help it. He then glanced over at Kurt, who looked like he was a regular at this place, clad in a striking powder blue suit that perfectly brought out the colour of his eyes- no, Blaine, you are on a mission and he is your friend. He had to remind himself more and more frequently of the fact that they were partners in the professional sense only. No matter how gorgeous Kurt looked and how kind he was and how many flirty remarks he made at Blaine. 

“Did you get any information on what we are actually attending?” Kurt asked.

“No, chief Sylvester only gave me the location and this invitation.” Blaine held up a piece of royal blue parchment with a broken red and gold wax seal. The text on it was written in golden ink and read: 

“ Dear guest, 

Recently I received some incredible news concerning someone close to me that has enriched my life. I would like to share this news with you. Therefore, I hereby invite you to attend a celebratory party to join me in my glee on the evening of the 22nd of may at my residence. I would love to share with you a grand revelation that not even I know the outcome of. All that I will say is that it will be an evening full of surprises. 

Sincerely,

Hunter Clarington”

“What do you think it means?” Kurt asked as he took the paper from Blaine to inspect it further.

“I don’t know. But he is clearly up to something. Chief Sylvester said they got a hold of this invite right after they found suspicious signals and radiation coming from the address. They tracked all the vehicles going in and out of the vicinity. All transporting materials to build some sort of weapon… a powerful one.”

Kurt worried his bottom lip between his teeth and nodded, mulling over the information.

Blaine couldn't help but stare at Kurt's mouth as he licked his lips in thought. Blaine swallowed thickly and his breath hitched for a moment.

Kurt eyed him a little suspiciously. “Are you nervous?” he asked.

“Are you?” Great save, Blaine. Clever. 

Kurt shrugged. “A little, I guess.” 

Blaine didn’t actually expect that answer. “What? Why? You’re never nervous .” 

“Well I just don’t really fit in at these kinds of events… ”

Blaine frowned at Kurt. “What makes you say that?”

“Everyone here is rich, Blaine. I don’t know any of these etiquettes and inside jokes. I’ll stick out like a sore thumb…”

“Kurt, you are a spy for the CIA You are literally trained to fit in anywhere. I’ve seen you act. You’re a natural! And your suit looks incredibly expensive.” Better than mine anyways…

Kurt smiled at the compliment. “Thank you. I tailored it myself, actually.”

“A secret agent with secret talents. Seriously, Kurt, what can’t you do?”

“It’s not “Kurt” tonight, Remember?” 

“Right. Yes. Sorry, Mr. Ralph Murray, what can’t you do?” Blaine said to Kurt with a smile.

“Some secrets I don't dare share, not even with you, Mr. George Murray, darling. ” Kurt winked at Blaine.

And there it was; the reason Blaine was nervous in the first place. Tonight Kurt and he were Ralph and George Murray, husbands of five years, millionaires, and most importantly, on the guest list. It wouldn’t be a hard part to play; Kurt’s husband. Blaine had played that part often enough in his head. But Kurt didn’t know that, and Blaine would rather eat his bowtie than have Kurt finding out and Blaine making a fool out of himself. He just couldn't help but blush at the pet name Kurt gave him. 

Then, a sharp noise pierced his ear. Blaine flinched. This damn earpiece! And then a voice, “Hey guys, I’m glad to hear you are getting into character, but you better get in there. We have no clue where the signal is coming from within that building. And we need to find it fast. 

Right. Blaine thought. The stakes were high tonight. The nation was in danger and it was their job to secure its safety. “We best get in, then.”

“Oh before you do, I have hidden some gadgets for you in that bush over there on the left side of the gate.”

“Hold up. You have hidden our top secret, highly dangerous gadgets… in a bush?” Kurt said exasperatedly into his earpiece. 

“I figured they would be easily accessible…”

“Yeah. To literally everyone , Sam,” Kurt hissed.

“Oh… yeah…”

“Look, Sam, just tell us what you got us,” Blaine said as he crouched next to the bush, pushing the branches aside to reveal a suitcase. He opened it and Sam continued, “Alright. There is of course your trusted grenade pen, anaesthetic darts-watch and bulletproof handkerchief, but I have also added a few of my newest inventions.”

To this, Kurt shot Blaine an apprehensive look. They were a little too familiar with Sam's “ inventions” to say they were always a raging success. They looked into the suitcase and saw, beside their usual gadgets, something that looked like a small beauty case, an umbrella and a pair of sunglasses. “What the…” Kurt whispered under his breath.

Blaine frowned. “Sam, the event is inside… how are we supposed to casually pull out an umbrella or sunglasses?” 

“You're worried about the sunglasses? How do you reckon we are gonna be able to pull off using a, what is this, a lipstick ?” Kurt said as he held up a small golden tube. 

“I- hadn’t really thought about that,” Sam confessed.

Kurt looked like a vein was about to pop in his forehead as he pinched the skin between his eyebrows and pursed his lips.

“What do they do, Sam?” Blaine offered.

“Right, so, the umbrella is not only completely waterproof, it is also fire resistant and creates a perfect shield once unfolded. The sunglasses have infrared night vision and the lipstick is my personal favourite. It releases a toxic fume if you press that button on the back there, but that won't affect you when you are wearing the lipstick as it neutralises the toxins as they come close to it, so when you inhale, you're totally safe,” Sam said proudly.

Blaine had to admit the inventions sounded pretty incredible had they been more practical. “Alright,” he sighed. “Thank you, Sam.”

Kurt side eyed him and Blaine offered a shrug in return. 

“Well, we’d better get going, now. We’ll tune back in when we need you, Sam,” Kurt said and tapped on his earpiece once to hang up. Blaine followed. “Honestly, I can’t with him sometimes. I know you guys are friends, but he sure gets on my nerves.”

Maybe Sam didn't always have the best ideas, but he really wasn't bad at his job. Blaine thought. “He tries his best, though. And he is actually really great once you get to know him,” 

Kurt shook his head. “You’re too kind for your own good,” he said, but there wasn't any actual judgement in his voice. 

Blaine smiled and the blush he was sporting a minute ago returned faintly to his cheeks.

They walked through the gate towards a grand wooden front door in front of which a big woman was standing behind a podium with her arms crossed. "Names?" she said as she was eyeing them up and down suspiciously.

Blaine put on his most charming smile. “George and Ralph Murray,” he responded.

She looked at the register in front of her and her expression changed. “Ah! Splendid!" Welcome to the Clarington residence. All guests are expected in the ballroom for the welcome speech at 8:00 pm sharp. In the meantime there will be beverages and appetisers served in the grand foyer. Please enjoy your evening Mr. and Mr. Murray.”

“Thank you,” Kurt said and nodded to the woman. They walked past her as the doors opened. 

“Ballroom? Really?” Blaine whispered at Kurt as they made their way up the steps leading to the front door. “What is this place? Versaille?”

Kurt sniggered and gave Blaine a pointed look. “Play the part now, Blaine,” he said as they stepped over the threshold. 

They entered an incredible marble room with two grand staircases with golden railings on each side. Large pillars reached to the high ceiling on which, in the middle, hung an enormous crystal chandelier. Blaine’s mouth fell open and he heard Kurt release a low whistle. They quickly pulled themselves together as they were approached by a young handsome waiter. “Welcome, gentlemen. Can I offer you a drink? A glass of champagne perhaps? Cocktail?”

“I’ll have an old fashioned, thank you.” Kurt said with a confident, charming smile. See? Blaine knew Kurt had nothing to worry about. He was a natural. Blaine might have come from money, but Kurt just radiated class. 

“For me a negroni, please. Let’s save the champagne for later after the great announcement, don't you think?” Blaine said with a wink.

The young man blushed. “Certainly, sir.” 

“Say, do you happen to know anything about this speech?” Blaine asked him.

The waiter's eyes grew wide for a second. “I- I’m sorry sir, but it’s supposed to be a surprise.” 

“Of course. I’m sorry,” Blaine gave the waiter an understanding smile. The young man bowed his head gratefully and dashed away to get their drinks.

Blaine leaned into Kurt’s side, “You reckon he didn't know? Or he didn’t want to say?” he asked.

“Not sure… Would you share your secrets with the waiting staff?”

“I don’t know. I never had waiting staff.” 

“Hm.” Kurt gave him a considering look that lingered a bit too long. It made Blaine feel a little hot in the face.

“What?” he asked.

“Nothing.” Kurt shrugged. “I’m just trying to paint a picture of you.” When Blaine didn't respond immediately he added, “It's a good picture, don't worry.” There was something suggestive in the way Kurt spoke. Blaine looked at him as if to try figuring him out. Kurt was just good at playing his part. Blaine told himself. Though no one was looking at them at the moment so there was no direct reason for it.

“Let's ask around some more, shall we?” Kurt suggested, breaking the tension.

"Yeah. Good plan.”

The young waiter had returned with their drinks and they started moving through the crowd. They asked multiple people if they had any idea what they were doing here, but no one seemed to know or want to tell them anything. 

“This is hopeless. We are wasting valuable time.” Blaine slumped against one of the pillars. 

Kurt opened his mouth to respond but Blaine motioned for him to be quiet when he heard a woman speak; “See, I told you he was weird. Who hosts a party for their cat?” 

They turned to look where the voice came from. A latina woman with long dark hair in a fitted, red, velvet dress was talking to another woman. This one with blond hair styled in a stylishly messy updo and a mint green dress. 

“I would,” the blonde woman said solemnly. “And I have in the past.” 

“Yeah, but that’s different. You’re cute about it.” The dark haired woman flirted and the blonde one gave her a quick kiss. 

“Excuse me,” Blaine piped in.

The dark haired woman gave him a once over, clearly judging him.

“George Murray, pleasure to meet you.” He held out his hand and the woman took it with only slight reluctance. “This is my husband, Ralph Murray.” He gestured to Kurt who then also shook the woman’s hand. Blaine noticed that the look she gave him was a lot less disapproving. Though Blaine couldn't blame her when Kurt was wearing that suit. 

“Santana Lopez,” the dark haired woman introduced herself. “This is Brittany Pierce.”

The men shook Brittany's hand as well. “I’m sorry, we just couldn’t help but overhear… Do you happen to know what this event is for?”

“I’ve only heard rumours,” Santana said.

“I see. Where did you get these rumours from?” Blaine asked.

Santana crossed her arms. “Well aren’t you the little detective. What's it to you, anyways? 

“Just nosy.” Kurt’s smile turned a little more devious than polite, matching her energy.

“They say it’s his cat’s birthday, but that doesn’t explain the great announcement. Maybe his cat got nominated for an award.” Brittany said

Kurt and Blaine looked at each other in disbelief, and back at the women. “You can’t be serious,” Kurt said.

Santana crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. “Deadly.” 

“He can't be that passionate about a cat?”

“Wanna bet?” Santana challenged. “How do you think we know him?”

The men shrugged.

“We know him from cat shows.” Santana rolled her eyes. “Brittany’s cat, Lord Tubbington, often runs against his cat, Mr. Puss. So believe me when I say people are passionate about their cats. Anyways if you really wanna know, we heard it from Sebastian Smythe.”

“Who is that?” 

“He is one of Hunter's closest friends .” She grinned as if to imply something.

“Do you think Hunter told him about his plans for the night?” Blaine asked, trying to hide the eagerness in his voice.

“I’m sure he did. I overheard them talking about half an hour ago. Something about ‘getting it ready in the basement.’ ” She shrugged.

Kurt and Blaine exchanged a meaningful look. “Do you know how we can get in there?” Kurt asked.

“I'm sure Sebastian has a keycard to the elevator. But hold up, why do you want to know so bad?”

“Never mind that. What does he look like; Sebastian?” Kurt asked.

Santana smirked. “Oh you can’t miss him.” 

Brittany then took Santana's hand and whispered something in her ear. They giggled. “Look we’d love to stay and chat, but we, er, we gotta go.” Santana said before she was pulled away by Brittany. Santana managed to add a “good luck” as they disappeared into the crowd. 

“What do we do now?” Blaine sighed. “We have no clue where to find this Sebastian character,”

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Kurt said and pointed over Blaine’s shoulder. 

Blaine turned to look, and there, in the middle of a group of people, stood a handsome man who was clearly the centre of attention. The people around him were laughing at his jokes and basically fawning over him. “You reckon that’s him?” Blaine asked.

“ Oh my god, Sebastian! You didn’t!” one of the guys closest to him laughed and flirtily touched the man’s arm. 

Sebastian petted the guy’s hand and smirked. “You should hear what I did with his father,” he said and winked at the woman next to him. The people around him all laughed.

Blaine snorted. “Well that answers that,” he said.

“He looks incredibly obnoxious,” Kurt said and narrowed his eyes. “He is flirting with literally everyone in his little group.” He grimaced.

“Maybe we can use that to our advantage?” Blaine thought out loud. However he didn’t really feel like watching Kurt chat up another man. He would just have to do it himself. “I will go and talk to him!” 

“Wait, maybe-” but before Kurt could protest, Blaine had stepped into the circle of people. Sebastian's eyes were immediately on him. 

“Well hello handsome,” Sebastian said and extended his hand towards Blaine. “I don’t think we’ve met. You look like someone I wouldn’t easily forget.” He grinned.

Despite his better judgement, Blaine blushed. The man was handsome, alright. And definitely charismatic, judging by the effect he had on the people around him. “We haven't. My name is George Murray. Are you Sebastian Smythe?” Blaine asked as he shook the man’s hand. 

“Matter of fact I am. To what do I owe this pleasure?”  

“I was talking to some friends of mine and you sounded… interesting” Blaine smiled a what he hoped was a seductive smile. 

Sebastian raised an eyebrow and turned away from Blaine for a second to make a dismissive gesture to his followers. “Could you give us a moment please?” 

The small crowd looked annoyed, some even jealous, but they obeyed, leaving the two men to themselves. Sebastian turned back to Blaine “Interesting, hm?” he grinned. 

Now that they were talking Blaine realised he didn’t actually have a solid plan. He couldn’t straight up ask Sebastian to give him the key. He would never just hand it over. Maybe Blaine could convince Sebastian to take him to the basement? But he needed Kurt with him. So he had to think of something else.

“They said you were close friends with the host,” Blaine said, trying to imply exactly whatever Santana was implying before. “I can see why he would like you,” he flirted. Apparently this was the right move, as Sebastian looked him up and down let his gaze rest on Blaine’s mouth. 

Sebastian leaned in closer. “You’re cute, George Murray. How come I’ve never seen you before?” 

“I- I’m usually very busy with eh- work. Don’t-“ Blaine swallowed. “Don’t often have time for parties.” Out of the corner of his eye Blaine noticed movement. He glanced over Sebastian's shoulder and saw that Kurt was miming something. “Back pocket!” He mouthed. What about his back pocket? Wait. Sebastian’s back pocket! The keycard was in sebastians back pocket!

Sebastian, who luckily didn’t seem to have noticed anything, spoke again, “Ah, so you're Mr. Professional, hm? Do you always obey the rules or are you capable of letting loose every once in a while?”

“Er, yeah sure,” Blaine said semi on auto pilot. How the hell was he supposed to get the key-card from Sebastian’s pocket? “What about you?” he asked. “Are you a rule breaker?”

“You could say that,” Sebastian quipped. 

Blaine laughed. He needed to get very close and personal with this man but whilst he was doing so, he might as well find out some more information.

“I was wondering,” Blaine said and trailed his finger over Sebastian’s chest. “As you’re such a bad boy, would you mind telling me what tonight is all about?” Blaine looked up through his eyelashes. 

Sebastian inhaled through his teeth. “Oh babe, I can’t tell you that. It’s supposed to be a surprise.” 

“I thought you didn't play by the rules.” 

“Why don’t you come upstairs with me where we can have a little more privacy and I can tell you all you want to know.” Sebastian said and slipped an arm around Blaine’s back. 

This was his chance. He could take it now and Sebastian wouldn't notice. He just didn’t know how to get out of the situation once he made his move. Blaine looked over his shoulder in search of Kurt and found him looking at them. Blaine gave him a quick pleading look, hoping Kurt would understand. Here goes nothing. He put his hand on Sebastian's back and slid it down to rest over his butt. “Sounds amazing...” Blaine felt the card in Sebastian's pocket. “...but I forgot to mention…” He slid his fingers into the pocket over the card, trying to pull it off as a caress, and as he retreated his hand he pulled the card out. Got it. “...that I'm married.” 

As if on cue, Kurt stepped in front of them. “Darling! There you are! I was looking for you.” He smiled a bit too sweetly at Blaine. “Who’s our new friend?” he asked and shot a murdering look at Sebastian. 

“Woah, what the hell?” Sebastian took a step back, letting go of Blaine. 

Blaine quickly slipped the key-card into his own pocket and stepped closer to Kurt. “Ralph, honey, this is Sebastian. He is a close friend of Hunter’s. Sebastian, this is my husband, Ralph Murray.”

“Husband? Wow,” Sebastian said. “Was not expecting that.” 

Kurt held out his hand. “Pleasure,” he said through gritted teeth.

Sebastian took Kurt’s hand and shook it once. 

Kurt turned to Blaine again. “Well it’s almost 8 o’clock. We should get going, darling.” 

“Right.” Blaine nodded. “Maybe we can talk later?” he offered innocently to Sebastian as if nothing had happened. “It was very nice meeting you.” 

“Sure was,” Sebastian said and winked at Blaine, clearly recovered from the initial shock. “I am looking forward to seeing you again, George.”

Kurt then pulled Blaine away by his hand through the crowd, leaving Sebastian behind. 

“Thank you for saving me,” Blaine said once they had found a quiet corner.

“You didn't really seem like you needed saving,” Kurt said coldly.  

“What do you mean? If you hadn’t shown up, I wouldn’t have been able to get away!” 

“I mean, ” Kurt said. “It didn't seem like you had such a terrible time with him. I know you needed to get the card, but how are we supposed to come across as a happily married couple when you are feeling up all the other guests.” He crossed his arms defensively.

Blaine stared at Kurt for a second. Then it dawned on him. “Wait, Kurt, are you jealous?”  

“No,” Kurt snapped. 

“Oh my god, you are totally jealous.”

Kurt’s cheeks turned red. “Shut up, I'm trying to take this mission seriously. Did you at least get the key?”

Blaine couldn't help but grin as he presented it. “Got it right here.”

“Great. Let's go try it out before he finds out it’s missing. We need to get to the basement before it’s 8 o’clock.” 

[ladydevoir]

Surge the Tenrec for the character thing

GIVE ME A CHARACTER;

and I’ll break their ass down:

How I feel about this character: IDW has consistantly been the best thing to ever happen to Sonic, and all the new character's theyve created have been fantasic additions, but Surge is certainly special. A truely tragic character, and who's actions you 100% understand and sympothise with. As a villian she is a purrfect foil to Sonic, and as an anti-hero trying to do good as she is in the current arc, her purrsonality and attitude are such a good match for the other members of the resistance.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Surge/Amy for the SonAmy parralels plus her being the first one to really give Surge a chance and mean it works so well. Surge/Whisper for that toxic yuri goodness, two girls who 100% will happily try to kill one other and immedietly make out sloppy style right after is gold. Surge/Lanolin because the idea of this no-nonsense girl being able to make Surge heel and behave is pure gold to me.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Surge/Kitt, I mean there's really no question here, they were literally designed to be together as partners, and seeing how much the two do care about one another like siblings is great.

My unpopular opinion about this character: Hmm....I'll have to get back to you on this one.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: It hasnt happened yet, but I 100% want Surge to discover who she was before the experiments turned her into Surge. And I want it to turn out she was a mega Sonic fan because I think that would actually break her and the juicy angst that would follow would be wonderful.

[catsofcalifornia]

Mocha from PURRfect Partners in Redondo Beach, California

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1 years old mom came to me right after she was found just had given birth in an abandoned car. From day one I knew she was not a feral cat as she was purring and making biscuits as her babies nursed. She is shy and is much more nervous unlike her kittens that haven’t had to survive on the streets. She is a very sweet and loving kitty that I know if someone gives her the right home and a little time she will blossom and become a great pet for your home.

She has been around other cats and kittens and is ok with them, she will still hiss and growl even after time has passed so she would thrive better as the only cat in the home. She’s never been aggressive towards other cats only growls. She does seem much more fearful of men but will warm up to them. I am able to pick her up and love on her or to take to the vet without any issues or push back from Mocha. She will very quickly get into your heart and you will fall in love with her. She deserves t a good life inside and not worrying where her next shelter will be and food will come from.

[bonetunnels]

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[destieltaggedfic]

Shifter/Cat/Key Trope - Part 1

I've been reading fics about familiars for the past couple of days, so I guess its about time I did these. You know that prompt about the person putting out an ad that they'll only go on a date with the person who can get the key from around their cat's neck and the twist is that the person is a shifter and IS the cat these are all fics based on that prompt.

Gods Damned Cat - Wargurl83   Ao3

AU.  Dean’s best friend and next door neighbour Cas is fed up with men pursuing her and declares that whoever can get the key from her cat’s collar can marry her. (female Cas)

Word Count: 27k                              No Sex

Strawberry Moon – casblackfeathers   Ao3

AU.  Annoyed by the attention he has been getting since moving back to town, Dean issues a challenge.  He’ll go out to dinner with the person who approaches him with the key tied around his cat’s neck.  Cas who has had a crush on Dean since they went to high school together doesn’t believe he has a chance with Dean so doesn’t make a play, despite the cat spending most of his nights curled up with him.

Word Count: 115k                            Graphic Sexual Acts

Most Wanted – hglndlassie   Ao3

A/B/O AU.  Its becoming dangerous for unmated omegas so Dean’s father has been pressuring him to take a mate.  He gets them to agree that the first alpha to get the key from his cat.  The first alpha he has taken a shine too however is new arrival Castiel who is buried in grief for his recently destroyed pack.

Word Count: 83k                              Non-Graphic Sex

The Purrfect Catch - CassondraWinchester, lotrspnfangirl   Ao3

A/B/O AU.  The local newspaper runs an ad.  Dean’s neighbour is looking for a mate.  One who is able to charm his cat.  Dean knows he isn’t good enough for Cas but sets out to help protect the cat from would-be suitors.

Word Count: 25k                              Graphic Sexual Acts

What Greater Gift -  chevrolangels   Ao3

AU.  The town witch Castiel needs to be bonded to both retain his power and the inheritance from his grandmother.  His chosen bond-partner will be the person who can get the key from his cat.

Word Count: 7k                                 No Sex

[thewittyphantom]

Speaking of Duel Links, a new Wave Scramble has begun! The VRAINS Wave had Vega, Brave Battler, and Sunny as our first opponents.

Vega: Hi there! Excited to team up? Sunny: Meow meow meow! I sure am! Brave Battler: I'm the Brave Battler. But you can call me awesome! Vega: ...What? Brave Battler: ...Nuthin'. Vega: I thought I'd get to team with Blue Angel again, but I guess that wasn't in the cards. Sunny: Rowr! How can you be sad when you get to team with a purrfect partner like me! Vega: Oops! Sorry! Brave Battler: ........... (I'm playin' it cool, but teaming with strangers is stressful!) (they lose) Vega: Aww, we lost. That's too bad. Sunny: They were just too tough. We wouldn't have won even if we had nine lives. Brave Battler: ....... (Her avatar is wearing our school's uniform. That means we go to the same school in real life! What if she's...Skye Zaizen!? ...Nah! Miss Gloomy would never come here. Anyway, if we go to the same school, this is my chance to make a new friend! I just gotta be brave and talk to her...But that's why they call me the Brave Battler!) Uh yeah so... Where did she go!? ...But I guess it's brave to survive this world on my own, too.

[askoverlordvox]

Name dropping people I want your opinion on

- dahlia

- kori

- retep

- alastor

Wow, there really are a lot of these fuckers, huh? Okay.

@exorcist-dahlia is a fucking pain, honestly. Not just because I like Ava's spunky attitude, either; she's just genuinely a pain. Not only is she an Exorcist, she's a judgy one, too? Fucking puh-lease. Telegraph your insecurities any harder and you'll be fucking glass, bitch. She's the basic kind of bitch who never leaves high school in her head and spends the rest of her life- and afterlife, apparently- chasing down what it means to be 'popular' without ever realizing she's behind the curve. Really can't stand this type.

And to brighten my mood, we've got @ask-kori! She's just the purrfect little bodyguard, a Sinner after my own heart, ruthless and cutthroat but such a sweetheart with those who do the bare minimum of showing her respect! I'm so glad I intervened before Val put his spell on her. Now, I won't lie, she's a vicious murderer, a sadistic torturer, and an absolute menace to whoever is on her kill list... but, I decide who's on that list, so to me, she's the purrfect employee with a cat motif and a sweet disposition. I'm a proud cat dad of a bloodthirsty huntress!

As for Retep... eh, I found his antics amusing. His power grab at the end, though- not how I would've done it but definitely amusing. That it took Peter calling on so much help to defeat Retep speaks to how much of a threat the fucker was, and I respect that. His daughter's a-fucking-nnoying, though, so I kinda wish he was still around. And his death spawning so many other NRWEs and getting the teenaged fun police to actually get up and do something about it has been a headache gnawing at the back of my mind for a while now. Still, I'm pretty ambivalent regarding Retep overall.

And then you had to go and ask about him. Fuck you, opinion anon. You wanna know my opinion on Al? He's... fucking...

Listen. When we first met, I thought Al was everything I could ever want. Confidence, showmanship, charisma, he had it all, and his suave, savvy, methodical approach to everything left me in awe- in a professional sense and... well. Other ways. I was alone in that. Al admires no one but himself. Honestly, I thought I liked that about him, until I found myself wanting more. I guess that's my fault. I don't think Al ever saw me as anything other than a tool, a means to an end. I thought we were partners. I was wrong.

To me, he's my smooth talking ex who never gave a damn about me... but I realize now that he never realized he was supposed to care. It sucks, being in a one-sided relationship with someone completely oblivious... but that's on me, too. Two different mediums, unable to really... get each other...

It was easier to hate him. To pin the blame on him. To be the good guy moving on with someone new and leaving him a broken, bloody pile in the dust... but I'm not the good guy, I really don't think I ever even liked Val aside from pure physical satisfaction, and I almost killed Alastor to soothe my own wounded Pride.

It's easier to just say I fucking hate him because, if I think about it too long, I'm going to remember all the reasons I like him, and all the reasons I shouldn't, and how little it all matters to him anyway.

[acmeofficial]

Commander Cat-urday Needs YOU!

Hello and welcome to another purrfect Commander Cat-urday. Since Chief refuses to send us any Commander pictures (she sent us one video of him once. One) we wanted to ask if you want to draw him. Maybe that will convince Chief to send more cat pictures.

It's the only thing we can think of to keep Commander Cat-urday going and not recycle the same pictures over and over

ANYWAY we got Agent Zari's old partner (the one who did the sketches of those two shady VILE guys? he's our resident artist) to draw Commander as a shameless bribe for you to submit Commander art. Every Saturday we can repost (with credit, of course, we have MORALS here) new kitty art.

If anyone wants to do this, post your art and tag us! We want your kitty art and we want it now

[plushiecryptid]

purrfect girl 🐱💖

my partner let me pick out a lola for my bday a couple weeks ago, i rlly love her!! and my favs shelf is officially complete!