#this cat is purebread

[cursedeer]

My part of a trade for Ariyakonsuay

[whizpurr]

[cfsten]

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

I know you're primarily doing Bumbleby, but ever since the Big Cat RWBY post where Cheeta!Ruby and Snow Leopard!Weiss where introduced, I kept wondering about what Animal!JNPR would look like.

Rather than giving them feline dopplegangers as well, my mind instead kept returning to canines, domestic dogs specifically.

Dog!Jaune would a Golden Retriever, because obviously. He'd be owned by Pyrrha before she came to the zoo/animal reserve Jaune works at. Picked up as something of a runt from the litter, and the only male pup amongst all the sisters because why not.

Dog!Pyrrha would be something that looks imposing but would only be dangerous if provoked or goaded, maybe something like a Rottweiler. Or better yet, a Dobermann! Dobermanns are fiercely loyal to their owners and are known to bond with one person only. Owned and cared for by Jaune after he found her in an dank alley with, of all things one could expect, an arrow in one of her back legs.

Arkos happens by chance when both Jaune and Pyrrha are taking their dogs out for a walk in the local park. There's a whole meet-cute scenario that brings the two together and bish-bash-bosh, both Jaune and Pyrrha end up with a significant other they each believe to be out of their league.

Dog!Nora can't really be anything else but a Samoyed. Sure, it'd be funny to have her be like a massive wolfhound or something, but I think the Samoyed is basically perfect. Nora's boisterous, active energetic and playful and so is the Samoyed. If you can keep a handle on her, she's incredible to have around.

Dog!Ren on the other hand was harder to pick. After some searching however, I managed to come across the Chuandong Hound. They're described, among other things, as noble, loyal, and dignified. All of that describes human!Ren quite well I'd say. They're also protective of the people they care about and are known to stand guard if strangers come up to their owners, only to lower their alertness if their owners are fine with them.

Dog!Ren and Dog!Nora would both be owned by an established Renora couple. When they adopted them as pups, Nora named them like that on a whim because she thought it was hilarious. She still thinks it's funny now, now that the dogs are all grown up.

All four dogs, despite their vastly different personalities seem to mesh incredibly well when they all meet each other for the first time. The same goes for their owners but that's to be expected really.

Anyhow, whether you decide to do something with this or not, I just needed to get this out.

Big Cat AU is 100% funny, fluffy and lovely by the way, definitely hope to see it come back from time to time.

Whew! This was a long one for me to go through, so I apologize for the delay here.

I like the idea of Pyrrha being a doberman! But maybe keep the ears floppy instead of cropped for her. Adds to her wanting to be "normal".

Jaune is definitely a Golden boy, but I don't see him being one of the AKC purebread floof boys. No, I want him to be the shaggy, dark blonde slender boys. They have more charm.

Nora.... I have to disagree with the Sammy. I can honestly see her being a Terrier. Specifically a Jack Russel Terrier. Those little crackheads are so loving, but absolutely crazy when they get into hunting mode. Considering her backstory, I can see her being a terrier mix.

Ren's definitely works! Never heard of a Chuandong Hound before, but I can definitely see it. Otherwise maybe a black and brown Chow Chow.

I'll have to do the Dog Days AU in a different post, but I'll try to do one soonish! I just need to get an idea. If you think of a prompt before I do, shoot me an ask!

(Funny thing is: I'm not that big of a cat fan. I'm a dog person, so the fact that I'm writing a Big Cat AU is hilarious for me! I'm glad you're enjoying it though! I enjoy writing up blurbs for it.)

[oswanily]

I reached 50000 likes on my blog!

That is a big number i can't really grasp what it means...

Random fun fact, I struggle with big numbers. So I convert them into cats. Let me explain: I know a female purebread birman cat costs 1100 euros on average. A thousand is about the biggest number I can picture, but I can easily picture 100 cats. So, for bigger numbers, I count in cats. At first I only did it with euros, but now I do it with all big numbers. It's my counting unit, 1 cat = 1100.

Anyways I got 45 cats in likes, that's quite a lot! (well, 45.5 but we aren't cutting cats in half here)

(I know I'm weird af, no need to tell me)

[silkysong]

I have Five Pebbles on the brain

So hellbent on his own destruction/ascension that he killed another iterator, and doomed himself to the slow slow death of rotting away

I would go as far as to call him a Angry Wet Cat of an iterator from vibes alone

he is 100% purebread Angry Wet Cat, and the more you think about him the more obvious it becomes <3

[the-daily-gizloaf]

Purebread cat.

[darksouls2yuri]

when the hell did persian cats become so smash faced ? my mom had persians when i was a kid and they both had completely normal ass faces. purebread cats wit papers and shit and they had normal faces

post cancelled apparently the smash faced ones are a different type of persian. according to internet search normal persians are called traditional persians for some reason.

[riinzler]

w.r.t. Tron/Rinzler being dog coded: YES. I know people say Rinzler's a cat because he purrs, but hear me out:

They're greyhounds. If you've never been around a greyhound, they sometimes make teeth chattering noises when they're happy. It actually sounds a lot like Rinzler's purring, imo. Tron is probably a prized grade AA NGA racing greyhound, or maybe an AKC show greyhound (i.e. bred to preform, and well taken care of), Rinzler is a Galgo. (Spanish greyhound, used for hunting... I'm not going to elaborate more here because uh. TW for animal abuse--Dead Dove Do Not Eat. This is also your warning if you do decide to look it up.)

...Thinking more on this, it also fits because Galgos are smaller than purebread Greyhounds. Kinda like the height difference between Tron and Rinzler (b/c of the actors).

YOUR SO RIGHT

[wellwellelle]

purebread cat

[lawain-dimensional-heroes]

Maru is an awesome mun overall. Awesome muses, awesome art, awesome lore, and awesome portrayals.

Also, have an inbread cat of appreciation

Why go for inbread cat when we can go for purebread cat!

sfjsfhjksfkjh thankies Caru! I am happy you think so too ;v;/ Also good luck on your Maplejourney!

[apocalypsewriters]

Not My Magical Destiny part 4

Intro <<previous (part 3) next (part 5)>>

Eager as always, Gabe gets a brilliant idea: bring Kodi along for a typical adventure. Nothing will go wrong, right? How will Kodi cope? Surely they'll be fine. Won't they?

Closing the register on a customer’s order, I heard my phone ring. Fishing it out of my pocket, a chill ran down my spine when I saw it was Gabe. His contact photo smiled at me from the summer after our senior year, wearing an unfortunate tan in the shape of aviator sunglasses. I looked around the bakery. The corners of the walls were still black with smoke since I couldn’t reach them to clean and the owner couldn’t afford to replace them. The tables were refurbished and largely empty of patrons. Once I determined there was no one needing my attention, I picked up. 

“I need your help.” Gabe’s voice was tinny over the line, something I wasn’t used to hearing. We never called each other – it started as a point of nervousness when we first got phones and continued out of principle. I was good at answering the phone now, at least, after helping my dad at his therapy office and taking orders at the bakery.

My heart raced at the implications. I hoped the distortion over the phone would disguise my voice shaking. “What with?”

“The thing” – Gabe hesitated – “I am not allowed to talk about where people can listen in on.”

If my heart was cantering before, it was galloping now. I could barely deal with the attack on the bakery last month, so the thought of being directly involved, of being asked to be part of the living nightmare that was Gabe’s life nearly paralyzed me. I stammered out, “Are you sure I’m the right person for this job?”

“You can hang back!” said Gabe, rushing to reassure me. “I’ll tell you more about the… situation when you get out here.”

“I’m working!”

“Please? For me?”

Gabriel never gave up when he made a plan. And I never bailed on him.

“Fine. I’ll be out in ten.”

“Great! Thank you, Kodi.” It was worth agreeing just to hear the relief in his voice. “Meet us at the edge of town.” He hung up.

“Well that wasn’t ominous or creepy at all,” I muttered to myself.

It didn’t take long to take stock of the shop. I took the generous ten minutes I had given myself to straighten the display of cookie cats, ferret eclairs, and paw-shaped tarts. A sickly sweet stickiness always lingered on my hands whenever I did this, so I normally saved it for the end of the day. Still, no one was as meticulous as I was at Purebread Pastries, so if I was calling my shift in early I had to do it now.

Satisfied with my work, I called out, “Hey, boss? I have a family emergency. Can I go?”

Years of reliable work and covering shifts made the answer easy. With the boss’s approval, I hung up my apron. I ran my thumb over Gabe’s embroidery. It was naive and pointless to wish for that time when it was simpler, safer. It didn’t stop me from wanting a magic-free world.

As I walked to the meeting place, I pondered Gabriel’s words. He wouldn’t put me in danger he couldn’t protect me from. Staying in that world couldn’t have changed him too much from the boy I had grown up with, could it? We had chosen names together, had discovered ourselves together, laughed, cried, screamed together. The boy I knew wasn’t lost, right?

Doubt grew in my mind when I passed the last row of houses. The bags under Gabe’s eyes were dark and prominent, worse than I had ever seen before, and I had helped him through a week without sleep. Despite this, there was a fire in his eyes, vengeful and fierce. It scared me. He had recovered the bulk he had when he reappeared in the bakery what felt like a lifetime ago. Standing tall, his stance was stiff and fragile, filling out a plain grey shirt I had never seen before. A chill ran down my spine, though no wind stirred the sparse trees.

It didn’t help that Envy hovered by his shoulder, resentful and brooding. She had cleaned up since the last time I’d seen her, which made sense. Her faded green sweater vest had holes worn through it, but at least there were no scorch marks this time. She was gripping her biceps, arms crossed, and tapping her fingers impatiently. 

As soon as Gabe caught sight of me, his shoulders released from where they had tensed around his ears. 

“Kodi!” he called. The flannel he wore around his waist, my flannel, flapped as he skipped towards me. He gathered me in a two-second hug. “Thank you, thank you, for coming. I knew you would.”

“Pri- Gabriel. The plan?” prompted Envy. She already looked sick of our affection. 

“Right!” Gabe said, steamrolling ahead as usual. He shoved a handful of throwing stars into my hands. Their reflectiveness blinded me. “Take these.”

“What am I supposed to do with them?” I asked, looking at them closer while holding them like they’d bite me. If they had been used before, they had been cleaned well. 

“You play ultimate frisbee.”

“Played. It’s been a year. I can’t afford to anymore, remember?”

“Still,” Gabe insisted. “You’re equipped, so let’s move!”

As always, I followed Gabriel. “You still haven’t explained anything,” I said, stumbling on a crack in the ground. 

Envy tried to shepherd me through an arch formed by two trees off of the path, but I stood firm. Oblivious and headstrong, Gabe was striding ahead.

“Gabriel,” I said. I still knew the tone to make him stop in his tracks – in that he hadn’t changed. “Tell me what is going on or I’m leaving. I love you, but this is getting to be too much.”

The eagerness in Gabe’s expression crumbled a little. He fiddled with the zippers littering his jacket as he answered, “There’s information we need from one of Diligence’s stashes. The others are too busy with their duties to help, and we need someone to watch our flank as Envy and I break in. We’re supposed to be diplomatic but we already know what Diligence’s answer will be and we don’t have time to waste.”

I could already feel my resolve weakening. “Okay. This won’t be as… intense as the battle you took to the bakery, will it? Because I won’t be able to handle it.”

Gabe shook his head vigorously, safety pin earrings jingling. He was quick to affirm, saying, “Nope! Envy and I are professionals at this, so you shouldn’t have to step in. It’ll be over before you know it. We just need a little bit of backup for Envy’s peace of mind.”

Going off of Envy’s expression, he should not have said that in front of me. Envy’s glare could have melted steel. Her hands twitched irritably where they rested on daggers at her belt.

“So I won’t have to use these?” I asked, barely wiggling the throwing stars.

“I promise you won’t have to do anything but hold them,” said Gabe, tugging me forward. “They’re for my peace of mind.”

Finally satisfied, at least for the time being, I stepped through the trees. Gabe’s hand holding mine was the only thing that stayed consistent, warm and solid. I almost fell as the world shifted under my feet. The air was nauseatingly fresh, cool in the shade of evergreens. My stomach lurched as I tried to find my bearings again.

I watched Gabe’s shoulders drop and set firm; he seemed more comfortable out here, more driven. His steps made no noise as he led me towards the gate he sought to get through. It was situated in a clearing with two figures at the entrance. They were dressed from head to toe in silver plate mail and each held an erect spear. There was no movement as the world seemed to hold its breath.

Realizing we were missing one of our party, I scanned the area for Envy and nearly jumped out of my skin. She had made it around to the other side of the glade and was raising her hands. Light danced between them in a web, growing and strengthening in brightness. Spiderlike, she struck. Her net flew through the air and wrapped around one of the guards. They let out a wheeze and flew backward with the momentum of Envy’s pull. The other guard snapped forward into a defensive stance. Gabe took this as his signal to move. 

He pushed me behind a tree, which I was grateful for. Flitting forward, a purple orb of light gathered in his open hand. He lobbed it towards the second guard. It landed on their face and their hands immediately went to where their eyes were. Or at least, where I hoped they were. 

The battle was almost beautiful in its choreography. Envy incapacitated their opponents, encasing them in woven light and pulling them out of commission. Not a single cast came close to hitting Gabe. He struck with the purple blades I had seen in the bakery. He aimed for gaps in the armor; while not every strike was successful, each one knocked the fighters off balance. I called out as a desperate foot snaked out to try and trip Gabe. The guards barely stood a chance. Even as a routine patrol of two others joined the fray, at my shout Envy and Gabe took them out systematically, easily. One of them landed a lucky hit on Gabe, nicking his forearm with one of the shattered spears. They only had time to let out a single cry. 

The battle was over in two minutes. Gabe looked alive, catching his breath and looking over at me, puppy-like. I smiled my approval, weakly. Practically bouncing from my reaction, Gabe joined Envy in dragging the bodies aside. My insides writhed a little at the carnage, no matter how brief it was. They had just returned to pick up a second guard when the knot in my stomach dropped.

The guard’s shout had alerted someone beyond the gates. They were approaching, armor blinding, from around the corner. Raising their spear to strike, aiming for Gabriel, I knew he wouldn’t have time to react to my warning. Instinctively, I drew a throwing star. Though I was rusty having not handled a frisbee in high stakes for a year, the star felt familiar in my hand. I had never thrown at a person without the intent for them to catch it. I aimed high just in case my muscle memory had faded.

The throwing star soared across the clearing. It was lightning fast, faster than any frisbee I had thrown. It flashed in the sun, glinting directly into my eyes. I swore I could see the air fracturing in its path. It hit before the guard’s arm reached its apex. 

It landed in their neck.

The clearing, the world, went silent. Blackness encroached on my vision. It crept in from the edges and pulsed in the center. I couldn’t see. I couldn’t hear anything but my thundering heart. My breathing quickened.

Vaguely, I was aware of Gabriel springing to his feet at the sound of the guard collapsing. My head swam from a lack of oxygen, a lack of explanation for what had just happened, for what I had just done. I felt the ground beneath me vibrate a little with Gabe’s approach.

I lost my tentative grip on the world before he reached me.

Intro <<previous (part 3) next (part 5)>>

[ask-floria-and-friends]

Hi, I'm Commander Floria! These are my men and..essentially my family!

The yellow cat is Zippy- He used to be a captain of a team, but he was trialed for treason and given a graceful sentence: his rank was removed and now hes under my command. We went to academy together and trained as rivals, we despised eachother but now we've come to an understanding. His species is unknown by all but him, and we respect that.

The ball of flames is Mel- Mel is..questionable, to say the least. Hes the second oldest person on my team, older than me. And even though he looks(and is) silly and fun to be around, hes massively annoying, but despite that hes one of my strongest. He has a big heart and I've known him for as long as I can remember(And as long as he can remember). No one remembers his species, not even he does.

The tall man with bat ears is Sir Spadarian- He's the oldest of our group, constantly tired and also covering his body with his cape. He trained me in my last few years of the Academy, and even so on after that. Once I rose in rank, he did too. Though, I should mention, he's four ranks above mine. He suggests new members to be added to my team and tests their strength once he meants them. All but Mel, which Im not ready to say why. His race is a mix of two of the main 5 fluxy groups, a mix between the Aviarians and Chyrukens.

The fluffy moth is Moss- Hes not really apart of my team, rather hes a main reason we're all together. Hes the prince of the Gynnidomaria, one of the 5 main Fluxy groups. He also went to the Academy with Zippy and I. He and I were very close friends...too close, at some point(hes my ex). His personality can vary between timid and outgoing, but all around hes very sweet! If it isn't obvious, he purebread Gynnidomaria.

The blue blob with the face scar is me, Floria(though that's not my real name)- I dont know how to describe myself. I guess I'd say I'm the leader,.....because I am. I make an effort to choose whats right, and guide my diverse family to do the same. My species is a mix of Aviarian, and something I haven't figured out yet(I only know Im not fully Aviarian because Im not overly angry[angry bird]).

Floria: Oh! I almost forgot, Mel obviously has the element of fire, Zippy has lightning, Moss just has telekinesis, and Sir Spadarian has Ice! I, however, have no element. But who needs one?

PS. Sir Spadarian has a split personality..so keep your eyes open for anything odd...

[flatw00ds]

hey i’ve been quiet for a bit and its because i found a greasy rat in the back alley (as one might have gathered from my calendar journal a bit back), here’s pics, she came with an extremely expensive side of Worms, Worms, and More Worms. her hobbies are being a living poop explosion and eating. her ass is bald because she shitted so hard her hair came off (not a joke)

[i-pogchamp]

quick catbo :] im on the backliners chapter of... uh... backlines.

bonus funnie: "tubbo but every time he transforms his hair is a different wild color bc its a representation of what he truly wants in that moment send tweet"

[pettyprocrastination]

Its important to me that you all know incubus ezra can shapeshift into a black cat and absolutely does this often