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#I based him off of a turkish angora :)
kxizoku-ou · 19 days
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CP9 Cat Headcanons
This is... a very silly post. XD After seeing a similar concept on Pixiv (images 10–12 in this log) and critiquing the breed choices it used, I wound up writing my own take on it.
These are written with actual cats in mind (not my usual Hybrid Au), and the breed choices are just for fun— as in, largely chosen based on looks/vibes, not anything too serious. I was definitely channeling that early 2000s "characters are cats for some reason now" mini-genre, so these are pure fluff/comedy, for once... >3>
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Lucci
(Bengal)
Serial toy murderer. Violently destroys any and every toy you give him within a matter of hours, days at MOST. 
Some of the things he’s done to his toys probably qualify as war crimes tbh. Likes to drown the catnip mice in his water dish. Also enjoys tearing things into ragged chunks/”gutting” the stuffing. 
Sometimes you wake up to him on your chest with a present. 
(A chunk of mutilated cat toy. He drops it onto your face.)
The most athletic cat you’ll ever know. There is no surface in your house he can’t reach SOMEHOW. Also can and will learn how to open doors, drawers, etc, and will use this unfortunate skill to get into everything if he’s bored. 
Affectionate, but only on his terms. You don’t decide when you’re allowed to pet him; when the mood strikes, he’ll interrupt whatever you’re doing and forcefully put his body in your lap. 
You’re not allowed to move until he decides you’re done. :) 
Has a surprisingly cute kneading habit. He’ll go Baby Mode and make biscuits for hours. Sucks on certain blankets too.
Kaku
(Devon Rex)
ZOOMIES TO THE MAX.
Seemingly never sits still. Will run from one end of your house to the other at all hours of the day. At night, you’re regularly woken up by the distinct rapid thumping of galloping kitty paws.
Likes high places and unexpected perching spots. This includes your shoulder— and he can make the jump on his own! 
Playful, but not prone to destroying his toys. Prefers batting hard objects down a flight of stairs to tearing the plush ones open.
Too brave (and curious) for his own good. Lacks any sense of danger when it comes to investigating something that’s caught his interest. 
This includes slipping through the front door.
Not super cuddly, but likes being near you/keeping an eye on what you’re doing. 
Has a squeaky “old man” meow. WEH!
Jabra
(Egyptian Mau)
Wild, playful, curious, and so very destructive. If he’s not kept entertained, your property will suffer for it. 
Requires FREQUENT play and attention, but fortunately, he’s not too hard to please. Throwing a squishy ball for “fetch” can keep him occupied for hours. 
The asshole cat who will make direct eye contact with you before (very deliberately) knocking something off a shelf, then sit there smugly while you try to scold him. 
Very talkative! When he wants your attention, he YELLS, and seeing wildlife outside always brings out that excited, bloodthirsty chitter. 
Taking him to the vet is an ordeal, for everyone involved...
Doesn’t mind being pet and handled. Pesters you for affection regularly, but gets bitey when he’s had enough. :/ 
Highly territorial. Will not tolerate other cats/animals near him.
Kalifa
(Turkish Angora)
Truly the embodiment of the “disdainful gorgeous fancy cat” trope. 
Her fur is incredible, due largely in part to near-constant grooming. Do NOT interrupt her washing. 
She’ll wash your fingers too if she’s feeling affectionate. Mlem mlem mlemmmm...
Likes to be involved in what you’re doing. The kind of cat to walk across your keyboard or loaf-sit on top of stray paperwork, seemingly oblivious to how badly she’s getting in the way. 
At least your “adorable secretary” makes for good moral support!
Not overly playful, but she can be a DEADLY hunter when the mood strikes— fast, agile, and with amazing reflexes no matter what kind of toy you put in front of her. 
Weirdly fickle about when you’re allowed to touch her. Will glare, hiss, and swat at fingers if you test those boundaries.
Blueno
(Norwegian Forest Cat)
The most quiet, low-maintenance, independent cat imaginable. You nearly forget he exists, sometimes.
Not much of a meower, but has a deep, calming, rumbly purr. 
Content to curl up on a chair or in a corner and let you go about your day! He’ll alternate between napping and silently staring in your general direction; the eye contact is a sign of affection. <3
Won’t seek out attention on his own, but also won’t fight it if you pick him up and carry him around like a plushie. 
...he stays limp and docile no matter what you do to him, actually.
Needs regular brushing, or his fur starts to matt. It’s pretty much the only “extra attention” he’ll require, though, and he’s (fortunately) cooperative about it. 
Learned how to open doors at some point. You don’t know how he managed that.
Fukurou
(Persian)
R O U N D (and it’s not just fluff)
Despite being shaped like a furry bowling ball, he’s quite playful, and way more agile/fast-moving than you’d expect. 
...that energy is much less cute when his full weight lands on your abdomen in the middle of the night, however.
VERY affectionate. Will take any opportunity to lay his chin on your palm, headbutt your shoulder/wrists, put his paws on your chest so he can try to lovingly lick your face, etc— purring all the while! 
Chatty cat!! Chirps and squeaks at you non-stop; if you “respond” to him, it turns into a back-and-forth conversation with his mrrep-ing. 
Fond of high places, like bookshelves and tall dressers. 
It’s unclear how such a heavy cat manages to get up onto them, but he usually ends up yowling for help when he can’t get back down.
Kumadori
(British Longhair)
A huge, massively fluffy mini-lion of a cat, with that “polite little gentleman” face common in his breed. 
Sheds. Sheds SO MUCH. All of your clothes are covered in his fur, no matter how hard you try to keep him thoroughly brushed. 
You cannot escape the fluff. 
YOWLS. The loudest, most determined drama queen when he wants something. Acts like he’s dying if his food bowl is empty for more than half an hour, non-stop howling included. 
Extremely cuddly; wants as much attention from you as you’ll give, and will flop his entire body into your lap to get it. 
Fond of jingly toys! The louder and more annoying the bell, the better. 
If you ever have to give him medicine (be it a pill or liquid), he’s utterly betrayed. Gives you the huge, sad, miserable scared-kitty eyes for the rest of the evening, and won’t let you touch him. 
(He’s over it by morning, and back to purring in your arms. Baby.)
Spandam
(Siamese)
The ugliest purebred imaginable, and his personality isn’t better. <3
Health issues. Skin/coat problems, numerous food sensitivities, arthritis, frequent UTIs, and a crooked tail from a past injury.
King of separation anxiety. If he can’t find you, he’s HOWLING, then finding a corner to cower in until his protector is back.
Truly the embodiment of the phrase “scardey cat”. Terrified of everything from the vacuum to rustling plastic bags. Huddles under the couch, trembling pathetically, after every little scare. 
...it is kind of cute when he runs to you to “save” him, however. 
This clumsy dumbass WILL get himself hurt (in incredibly stupid ways) if you don’t keep an eye on him. Utterly oblivious to real danger.
His distressed yowling is awful, and the attention-demanding yells aren’t much better. The classic So So Whiney Baby Siamese! 
NEEDS to be the only cat in the household— he’s violently territorial, but guaranteed to end up the other cat’s punching bag once he’s pissed them off enough. 
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riv-has-stopped · 9 months
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Iterators but they’re cats and have magic…
Welcome to GalacticClan
A multi-fandom cat roleplay between myself and Rain that started and died years ago, but recently got rebooted.
And so, when I made Cecille (my sona who was based off of Suns), added them to the roleplay, then made Pebblefang, I knew that eventually I was going to add the rest of the iterators…
So, a week later, here they are:
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Sig, Innocence, Moon and Sliver
I do have ideas for Grey Wind, I just haven’t quite managed to figure them out as a character just yet
About the designs (and characters)
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Sig is a Bobtail-fold mix. I already had a feline-like design for him so I can’t quite remember my thought process when it came to the design itself, aside from the colour asymmetry, which I decided to add last second to add that little bit of spice that the design was originally lacking. He is a direct neighbour of Cecille and was the first of the other house-cats to meet Pebblefang.
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Innocence is a Turkish Angora. When I picture her, I think of purples, whites, and also crystals? So I decided that since I don’t really know too much about them except for fan interpretations, I’d go with my gut and make them a white fluffy. Not scared to speak her mind, nor get her paws dirty.
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Moon is a Turkish Van, commonly referred to as swimming cats. The only reason why I chose that is because my brain associates Moon, and also blue, with water. And they’re very pretty cats. Now, what happened? Moons owners’ house burned down and she got left behind when they moved. Her bandana got a little singed in the fire but she doesn’t care, and wears it anyway. It was a gift from Sliver after all. She doesn’t mind the fact she got left behind, it would have been worse having to leave everyone else. So she just lives as a stray instead, allowing her to travel freely between the cats she calls her family.
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And finally Sliver. Sliver is an Egyptian Mau. Why? No idea, scrolling through the cat breeds in my brain and the Mau just stuck out as one I could picture Sliver as. In GalacticClan lore, Sliver is an ancient cat from the time the five clans founded with the strange ability to see StarClan when they were walking amongst the living cats. Later she would join their ranks… but how is she among these house-cats now if she’s dead? Simple. Some of the more powerful StarClan cats, known as Guardians, can take on a physical form and live amongst the living cats again. Each Clan has one, and Sliver is the Guardian of JupiterClan, the clan of which Pebblefang is from, and Cecille ends up leading. However, duty doesn’t stop them from growing close bonds with certain cats <33
I’ll be posting about them more on @rivsocblog with the rest of my GC content :>
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literally-a-waffle-fry · 11 months
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What do you think the mercs' fursonas would be?
I have thought about this. I have also maybe thought of making tf2 furry au.
Anyways, here's my thoughts on what I think the mercs fursonas would be (like what animal they would choose based on personality or just their favorite animal).
Soldier: he would choose a raccoon. Raccoons are one of his favorites, and I feel like he'd choose his fursona off of his favorite animal and not by personality. I also feel that he would have a pretty creative sona, like a camouflage green raccoon named Rocket or somethin.
Heavy: it may seem a bit obvious/stereotypical, but....Heavy would choose a bear! I feel like Heavy would choose a bear based on his build and personality. (Also possibly the fact that Medic and some of the other mercenaries call him a bear)
Engineer: I feel like Engineer wouldn't really know what a fursona is, but If he did make one it would be a horse (horses are criminally underused tbh) or possibly a dog of some sort. (I'm thinking of a pitbull. He just suits one so well sbshshhfd)
Scout: he would try to be some animal he thinks is awesome and really fast and cool. I'm thinking he would maybe wanna be a cheetah or a ferret. I think a ferret would suit Scout :D
Spy: this man loves cats, I just know he does. I think he relates to cats a lot and would choose a cat based on his personality. I think he would have a cat fursona. Specifically, a siamese, Turkish angora, or oriental short-hair!
Pyro: Pyro would definitely choose a cute animal tbh. Like, he would be a pink glitter dragon or a unicorn. ( honestly so cool)
Sniper: it'd be a bit stereotypical, but he would choose a kangaroo. I have a feeling that he just loves kangaroos. If not a kangaroo, then a tiger! He would choose based on a animal he likes instead of personality tbh.
Medic: since the Medic loves birds, I feel that he would choose a crow! Crows are very intelligent and he feel like he would choose a crow!
Demoman: this man would choose a wolf or possibly a interesting breed of dog. (Irish woldhound!!) He just gives of big canine vibes.
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warriorcatdumpster · 3 years
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heard this dude got some screentime lately good for him
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tlksam · 2 years
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Altered Stars is a project of mine, aiming to rewrite the warriors series in order to fix plot holes, timeline issues and inconsistencies, as well as applying proper feline genetics to every cat.
Ah yes, all leaders looking pissed off as we are used to! Here we have all the leaders of Into the Wild: Brokenstar, Tallstar, Crookedstar, and of course Bluestar! This drawing is meant to give you some insight in the different genetic builds and pedigree of each clan. Of course a group of wild cats is not going to be specifically purebred, but since each group mainly breeds from their own pool I have decided to model each clan after a specific breed so each clan’s silhouette can be easily distinguished from one another. 
Shadowclan is based off the Siberian breed. They carry the Siberians round almond shaped eyes, dense coat, slightly flatter muzzle, and circular face. Shadowclan cats generally have the shortest stature of any clan, but are also the most muscular.
Riverclan is based on the Main Coon and Turkish Angora breeds. They typically carry the Main Coon’s massive height, triangular head, tufted ears and long thick coat to protect them from the frigid river. All these traits are complimented by the Turkish Angora’s elegance, dainty coat, and long, slim limbs.
Thunderclan takes traits from Norwegian Forest Cats as well as typical European Shorthairs. They are heavy boned and muscular with a defined L shape in their nose bridge like Norwegian Forest Cats. They also carry broad shoulders and medium sized ears. Long furred cats like Tigerclaw show off their dense pelt.
Windclan, as everyone knows is depicted as Oriental Shorthairs and Longhairs. They also carry traits of the Egyptian Mau for less exaggerated features. They have the same triangular head shape and large, almond-shaped eyes as the Oriental. Their ears are large and rounded and their bodies are elongated and slender. Tallstar’s build isn’t as exaggerated as some of the other cats in Windclan, I wanted to make him a bit more muscular and imposing. 
Brokenstar- Longhaired ginger classic tabby (I’ll get into why I made him ginger soon I have several reasons I promise XD)
Tallstar- Shorthaired solid black bicolor
Crookedstar- Longhaired chocolate classic tabby
Bluestar- Shorthaired solid blue (her eyes are actually green the lighting just makes them look blue)
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maidleviathan · 3 years
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Obey Me Brothers as catboys or dogboys
Lucifer
- Even though he has a dog, I'm saying he's a cat. An extremely prideful asshole cat that thinks you should worship the ground be walks on
- Probably a short-haired breed but still insists that you brush his tail 100 times before bed. Secretly loves having you brush him, and always smirks like the cat who got the cream whenever you give into his demands
- He will not let you brush his hair. Why? Because one time you were doing it and absent mindedly scratched at the base of his ear. He was purring and leaning into your touch before he realized what he was doing. Promptly turned bright red and hustled away, and now refuses to let you touch his hair for any reason
Mammon
- Mammon is absolutely a whiny, needy kitty. Complains that he should be spoiled and pampered but is secretly happy with any scrap of affection you're willing to give.
- Is that cat that will curl up on your chest at night and suffocate you with his tail
- If he rolls over and shows you his belly, he's one of the rare cats that don't do this to trick you. You're the only person in the world that he'll accept tummy rubs from. He always melts and purrs and wiggles around, eventually turning to a little puddle of melted Mammon goo
- He tried catnip once and got into a staring contest with one of Levi's figurines before trying to eat Henry 2.0
Leviathan
- Honestly, I can see Levi as a dog or a cat, so we'll do both real quick!
Doggy Levi:
- A rare lazy boy that Does Not Like fetch. He thinks it's so backwards and rude! You offer a precious, beloved toy to your owner so that they too can relish in the joy that it brings, only for them throw it?! Throw away his generous offer, just to make him chase it down to offer to you again, only to repeat the vicious cycle?! No way, no how!
- Has cute floppy ears that are always a little shaggy cuz he doesn't like haircuts. They're lightweight enough to be blown back by moderate wind, and his brothers tease him for his 'majestic flowing hair'
- Eager tsundere trots up to when you get home from work, but doesn't say anything. He just kinda... stares at you, because he's happy that you're home but he doesn't know how to tell you that
- Very sensitive to rejection! Please do not shout at him or use negative reinforcement while training! It will not only make him cry, but will absolutely result in lots of sulking and pouting and passive-aggressiveness for the next week.
Now Cat Levi:
- A lot like dog Levi in that he's very lazy. Likes to lounge around with the video games you got him and... not much else
- Very elusive! Ofc there's his room, but you might find him atop the bookshelf or under the bed at random intervals
- Absolutely loves animes with catgirls in them. The Nekopara OP was his designated theme song for a 6 month period, once. You now have Shiny Happy Days ingrained into your memory whether you like it or not
- Likes jingly balls a lot! Just the little plastic ones with a cheap metal bell inside. Like $2 for a pack of three and he's the happiest cat in the block. He finds their gentle ringing soothing
Satan
- Do I even need to say it? He's a dog
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- I'm kidding. Satan's a cat
- If like... any generic lawyer, a generic brooding angsty teen with daddy issues, like half a frat boy for childish pranks, and Capper from the MLP movie combined, you'd get something akin to catboy Satan
- What I mean is, extremely smug and occasionally obnoxious in all the way cats are, while also being very well spoken and using several big words
- He. Is. A TERROR! Demands you feed him at 3 in the morning. Pushes things off counters just to hear them crash and laugh at your frantic scrambling when you come to see what just broke.
- Probably brings you critters too, but not in the, 'I care about you so I brought you this rabbit I caught' way. More in the, 'I caught this innocent squirrel and have let it loose in your house just to watch you dance' kind of way
- THIS IS THE CAT THAT IF HE SHOWS YOU HIS BELLY, DO NOT ENGAGE. IT IS A TRAP. HE WILL HURT YOU. HE'S GOING TO BITE YOU
Asmodeus
- The perfect purebred with the longest, silkiest fur, and he just has to let it be known that He's A Purebred You Guys
- Probably a turkish angora, with the most luxurious fur you've ever felt. It makes all of bragging worth it, whenever he wiggles into your lap and rubs his head on your chest until you take the hint and start spoiling him
- He absolutely loves you, because you're the only one that gives him this kind of affection. You have the gentlest hands, and always know just the right way to pet him.
- Loves wearing the collar you got him, struts around like he's a king showing off for the peasants, because it's a gift from you so that makes it priceless
- Is the only cat that doesn't fight you on bath time. He actually really likes water, especially when it's really warm and bubbly. The fastest way to Asmo's heart is to draw him a bath and then wash his hair, praising his perfect slender shoulders and soft creamy skin.
- Likes to sleep tucked up under your arm and cuddled into your side. Tangles his legs with yours and goes to sleep purring, rubbing his cheek against you
Beelzebub
- THE GOODEST BOY
- Beel is an extremely well behaved doggy, and he absolutely lives to please. He's the most enthusiastic when it comes to training, and he really is the best. Sit, shake, stay, heel, retrieve, he knows it all
- He likes learning new tricks partially because it makes you happy, but also because he always gets treats while learning. If you teach him through his stomach, he'll truly be the best there is
- Beel is absolutely addicted to your people food. You don't let them use the oven after someone accidentally gave everyone food poisoning, so you do all the cooking. And he's always right there when you're in the kitchen, whining and drooling because he wants some!
- Begging was the one bad habit you never manage to break.
- You take one look at his begging puppy dog eyes and his tail starts wagging so fast you think he might accidentally take flight. He looks so excited that you can't help yourself from always giving him a little sample
Belphegor
- Belphie, unlike his brother, is a cat. A very troublesome cat
- Will take naps anywhere. And I mean anywhere. On top of the fridge, on the roof of your car, in the freezer on a particularly hot day, in the dryer, under your bed, under his bed, on his siblings, anywhere is fair game.
- Will come lay in your lap without warning at the most random times, and refuse to move. Guilting you with, "It's illegal to wake up sleeping kittens, isn't that what you said?" if you try to move
- Very lazy, very smug boy, that won't lift a finger to do anything if he thinks he can get you to do it instead.
- Very shaggy, overgrown fur. Hates being brushed unless you use the soft bristle one, cuz it slowly coaxes him to sleep everytime you use it.
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jayfrost-designs · 3 years
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And finally, the last of the designs I have done right now, and the last of the FernIvy kits to get a fancy new look - it's Flipclaw!
You can find the reverse side of his design here.
Flipclaw has no physical description other than his coloration. As before, I made him tall and lanky and lithe like his mother with short/medium fur and tall ears, though his face isn't narrow like his mom's. His fur is a bit neater than his mom's as well, more like his dad. I used this image of a Turkish Angora as a reference for the pose. I'm really happy with how it turned out - he can be a bit bratty on occasion, but he seems like a pretty happy dude otherwise, so I tried to show that in his expression. He has a single scar on his shoulder and one slightly nicked ear, but not much else, since he's still pretty young.
For his pattern, Flipclaw is described as a brown tabby tom. For his old design, I based him a lot off of Dustpelt and Birchfall. But now, I already have two cats descended from Birchfall who heavily resemble Dustpelt. So instead, I decided to base him off on a brown tabby on his dad's side of the family - Leafpool! His pattern is very resminiscent of Leafpool's especially the thick swirl on his side and the W-ish marking on his forehead, and he's a darker version of Leafpool's colors. He's taller and skinnier than Leafpool, with thicker fur, and his fur is darker, so he's certainly not identical, but he definitely reminds a lot of cats of his great-grandma. Like before, I gave him his father's shade of yellow-green eyes, since he has no canon eye color.
Overall, I'm really happy with how he turned out.  Now all of the IvyFern kits have nice new designs!
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vidimillion · 4 years
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“You're gonna have to get through me first, and you won't."
hi. i wrote a Jasico AU based off this quote. spent an hour and a half busting this thing out lol. might be part one? of me writing AUs based off quotes? idk yet. enjoy.
let's say it's a highschool mortal au
everyone knows jason grace as the ever-perfect golden boy, who never got less than an A on his tests and never lost a touchdown in a game of football (plus, gets every vote in student council elections)
and far less people know nico di angelo. everyone has heard of the psycho quiet kid who's still goth in 2020 and prone to starting fights. everyone's heard of that kid, but no one's heard of nico
everyone has also been viciously told to stay away from the guy. including jason.
so get this. one day during history class (one of jason's favourites, second only to art class), jason gets a phone call and excuses himself to answer it. no one knows what it was, but everyone in class was silently baffled when the bell rung and he still hadn't come back
meanwhile, nico's skipping class for whatever reason
surprise surprise they bump into each other in the halls. nico notices that something's off about jason's behavior. he seemed jumpy, made up two different excuses about what he was doing or where he was going. nico didn't know shit about jason except for his reputation, but something in his gut told him jason isn't all good right now.
nico thinks it may be related to how jason's sky blue eyes seem too grey to be perfectly fine
one of jason's excuses is that he just wanted to get a snack. nico lets him go but jason heads the opposite way, towards the exit doors instead of the vending machine
nico asks if he's gonna get a snack and jason yells back that he changed his mind
nico calls out to him, heads over to the vending machine and hits it's side. the glass face pops right up, exposing the snacks within
nico says offhandedly that percy once mentioned that jason likes twix bars. nico asks if that's true and before jason can confirm it nico grabs a twix and closes the face again
"don't rat me out for this, okay?" nico says, shoving the bar into jason's arms, "this is my one allotted good deed per day, and something's off about you."
nico begins to walk off, yelling at himself in his brain and shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket. he doesn't see jason's ears go red or hear jason stutter out a "t-thanks."
the next day percy, a mutual friend of both jason and nico's, hands nico a twix bar and tells him jason told him to give it to him "as a thanks for yesterday"
wondering what nico did yesterday, percy bothers him about it all day but nico doesn't answer
it's a little while later when nico sees jason in the art room after school and stares a little. he'd never say it out loud but he thinks it's a little endearing to watch-- someone so tall and built hunched over a pad of paper, sketching away as he sticks his tongue out in concentration.
he thinks it's a little endearing, watching someone like jason, all tall and scary and serious-looking, look kind of cute
he doesn't realize he's no longer lingering in the hall until he trips over something nearly falls through the door of the art room
he catches jason's shocked eyes and sputters out an apology before moving to leave, but jason stops him
jason suddenly realizes that he doesn't have anything to say exactly. except, he knows he still wants the sweet but scary-looking mystery boy to stay. so that's what he asks him to do.
miraculously, nico ends up agreeing and now he's sat next to jason fucking grace. jason fuckin grace who does his best to continue his drawing but finds that nothing can expel the awkward air between them. not even his favourite activity
normally nico wouldn't give a fuck, just in general. normally, he wouldn't have even said yes to staying. but nico fuckin said yes and now he's gotta pay for that, apparently.
so, hesitantly, nico asks what jason's drawing
jason's face falls and nico scrambles to tell him that he doesn't have to answer that. that since they don't know each other nico isn't entitled to an answer, but even if they did know each other nobody is entitled to share something they may not wanna share, and now nico is rambling and saying that he should probably leave--
jason doesn't let him. jason wants him to stay and tells him that.
jason doesn't know why he wants nico to stay so bad. nico doesn't know what about jason is making him turn into a wreck.
except he does know, even a little
so nico stays and jason tells him that he's drawing a portrait of a cat. his cat, his beautiful cat named tempest who he's had since he was a kid. a gorgeous black turkish angora with brilliant blue eyes.
jason explains how, on the day he and nico had bumped into each other, jason had just gotten a call from his older sister that tempest had died.
and jason finds himself growing sad without his permission, and the feeling of the air around them has changed. nico is the only one around, and he can't comfort a person for shit.
he has to try though, because no one likes being stuck with a sad guy as their only company. and maybe nico feels weird at leaving a sad jason grace to stay sad
the grey returns to jason's sky-coloured eyes and nico doesn't really like it
so he can't comfort people for shit but he finds himself trying. somehow, something he says works.
unconsciously, things start to become a schedule. it starts slowly, bumping into each other in the halls and sometimes nico catches jason still drawing things
and it keeps going like that until they seem to be seeing each other every day. talking every day.
they talk about how nico doesn't like starting fights, but people start them with him and he's always the one to finish them. they talk about how the school activities jason's parents forced him into take more out of him then he lets on.
they didn't intend to get close. they didn't intend to become friends. but neither of them regret it
and additionally, they are always alone. with only each other for company. they didn't quite realize they liked it that way until they came to the art room once and there were still people there, hanging around after the events of rachel dare's school-sponsored art auction. so they move to the roof, and they like it better there.
(though nico will always complain about the heat of the sun, but jason knows nico doesn't mean it)
and one day jason gets there early. or either he's early or nico's late, because there never seems to be an exact time for... this. jason decides to wait and nico still isn't there. he waits a little longer, and then a little longer, until the sun has beaten down on him so hard jason thinks he might've gotten a sunburn
begrudgingly, he decides to return downstairs. before he can decide whether or not he should just leave or look for nico, he hears a commotion down the hall.
jason rounds the corner and doesn't know what he expected. though he didn't expect the group of boys, crowding around someone. and without knowing who it is, jason's blood already begins to boil as he hears the words they're saying
"you're such a fucking freak." one says. "what are you, a fucking faggot?" another spits. and then one goes to shove the boy in the middle, and as the smaller figure topples to the ground, jason sees familiar black hair and black eyes.
jason's vision goes red.
before he even realizes, he'd stalked over and pushed the boys out of the way. he turned his back to nico, doing his best to cover him as he growls at them.
"If you want to fuck with him, you're gonna have to get through me first, and you won't."
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bullseyegames · 4 years
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"Jellicle OC Prompt"- Item: Glue, Color: Purple (can't wait to see what you come up with!)
Oh I’ve actually had an idea for this based off of an article I read! If thou does not enjoy angst directed at a kitten, then thou should not look further. >:3
Her name is Tootsie. She is a white Turkish Angora with small grey marks running down her back. She has pale green/grey eyes and is still very much a kitten.
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She was born a stray, though some cats debate this fact. While her mother and father had no official owner, they did live in the kitchen of a local bakery with the owner’s knowledge. Tootsie wasn’t truly sure how her mother felt about the baker, but tootsie adored him as he would constantly bake small sweets for her and her 3 siblings. Tootsie quickly grew a powerful sweet tooth which was shown to all with her first name.
Her mother and father wanted their children to learn the ways of the world and would let them wander about to explore the city. On one of these journeys Tootsie met her destiny in the form of a red and black kitten pacing outside of a junkyard. When Electra met Tootsie, she quietly confided in her fellow kitten about feelings of lonliness. “Everyone in the tribe ignores me and tells me to stay out of the way whenever the ball draws near... I just wish someone would pay attention to me.”. Tootsie looked at the young queen and grabbed a few small treats she kept on her person at all times and offered them to the her with a sweet smile. Thus began the fateful friendship.
Tootsie went to see Electra as often as she could, bringing different sweets with her every time. They would happily run around outside of the yards boundaries and occasional scamper into nearby alleyways to play in the junk piled inside. Eventually Alonzo discovered the kittens, but at Electras pleading agreed not to tell her parents as long as they played inside the junkyard. So the kittens played near the fence, happily enjoying the company of someone not of their own family. Playing near the fence had advantages, there were bigger junk piles, more obstacles to climb, and easy access to the exit for Tootsie. There were some problems though: they couldn’t hang out with other kittens, Alonzo had to go off his normal route to check on them, and, something no cat considered, they could be watched from the outside. And watched they were...
A pair of eyes followed a small white kitten as she happily tromped through a small alleyway to see her friend. In her mouth she carried a small kerchief of peanut butter cookies for her waiting companion. She passed through the alley, carefully avoiding a glue trap laid out to catch unsuspecting rats. Just as she was about to turn the corner she felt a pair of clawed paws latch onto her. Immediately she screamed and fought, clawing at her attacker as her mother had always taught her. She actually managed to knock the large dark Tom in the eye, filling her with hope of escape. Then she felt another set of paws, then another, and then a sharp pain in her cheek as someone hit her in the jaw. She mewed in pain as her chin was lifted to stare into the yellow eyes of a wild orange cat. He smiled a twisted smile at her, “to think the jellicles would allow their offspring to play with such little rats. Well... I suppose it is my duty as a staple of the community to get rid of such pests.”.
With a flick of his claw he released the small kitten and signaled his three henchcats. At first Tootsie just lay limp in stunned silence, but that silence turned to screaming as she felt three sets of paws press her left side down against the glue trap. It burned, the extremely strong glue sticking her skin and fur together, pulling and burning more as she struggled. Eventually the henchcats stepped back, grimacing at their work for but a moment before scampering off after their leader. The small queen frantically cried for help as the glue slowly filled in every crack between her fur and skin. She laid still as she felt the burning in her side slowly growing. She quietly pleaded in a voice hourse from screaming “Electra... help me.”.
Electra was growing worried. Tootsie hadn’t shown up to play yesterday and despite Alonzo’s insistence that she was probably just busy, Electra knew something was wrong. Today she sat at the gate quietly buzzing with an unknown tension as she found herself staring off at the alleyways where her and her friend once played. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong. She felt Alonzo’s paw touch her shoulder and a reassuring remark begin to leave his lips. The moment he touched her it was like a fire was lit, suddenly Electra found herself sprinting towards an alleyway with fear burning in her mind. She could hear Alonzo frantically calling and chasing after her but she didn’t care, something was wrong. She turned the corner into the alleyway and let out a terrified cry. As Alonzo turned the corner he saw a horrific sight. The small white kitten was laying on her side, mewing in pain, her small form stuck to the firm sheet of paper below her. Blood trickled down her jaw, and a small handkerchief of peanut butter cookies lay scattered on the ground.
Alonzo reacted quickly, examining the kitten and carefully picking her up as he avoided becoming stuck himself. The small queen mewed in pain and he felt his heart sink. Electra followed after him frantically as he raced the kitten back into the he center of the yard and shrunk under the looks of horror and confusion from the other jellicles. Jenny and Jelly quickly took the small queen away as Electra hastily began to explain everything that had happened to Munkustrap with Alonzos help. Electra was shaking and found herself sandwiched in a cuddle pile of several other kittens as they tried to console the mortified kitten.
Jenny and Jelly emerged about an hour later with news. While they had managed to remove the paper, the damage done to the young queens fur and skin required treatment they couldn’t provide. Nodding quietly, Munkustrap quickly retrieved a blanket walking into the overturned bathtub nursery and walked out with the small queen in his arms. The nurse queens hadn’t been lying. Tootsies fur along her left side, or at least the fur that was still there, was matted with dried glue. The skin beneath was red and irritated, unable to be bandaged due to the sticky consistency of the fur above. Electra quietly approached and bid her best friend a quiet goodbye and gave a prayer for luck as Munk raced out of the yard.
Munk spent a small amount of time scouting out potential homes for jellicles. He also had a few emergency houses he knew he could leave an injured cat at and they would be cared for. He ran to one of those houses now, one of a young couple who had recently gotten married. He placed the young queen on the doorstep with a guilty look on his face as he yowled loudly for attention. As he heard the humans approaching the door her quickly fled, turning back once with deep remorse before fleeing home.
The young couple quickly took the young queen to a vet, allowing her to be properly treated. Tootsie was confused and afraid, but she quickly grew dependent on the warmth that came from snuggling with her new humans. The human male was an avid knitter and, in order to protect Tootsie’s damaged skin, knitted her a handful of small sweater to cover her recovering body. Tootsie grew to love these sweaters, her favorite was a lovely purple one that brought out her eyes wonderfully. Tootsie was also quickly given a lovely white collar to signify her new home.
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It was a few months before she could manage to leave the home. She gathered up a small parcel of treats before beginning her march. She had visited her family a few times already, the bakery not being very far from her new home, but she had never made the full trek back to where it all began. She adjusted the neck of her purple sweater befor she paused at the mouth of the fateful alley. She felt a shiver snake up her spine before she turned and placed her eyes on the yard. She snuck through the fence, slipped passed the junk piles, and found herself standing on the edge of the clearing. Assorted jellicles were moving about, but she was only interested in the one sitting with some of the elder queens quietly. The two made eye contact and for a moment there was silence, then tears, and then the soft thump of knitting needles and a parcel of cat treats hitting the ground. They ran to each other and quietly embraced, holding each other so tightly that it hurt Tootsies’ recovering skin.
But she didn’t care about that anymore. Because after so many months, she had her friend again. Thats all that really mattered.
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erythristicbones · 6 years
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Horizon Zero Dawn Characters As Cat Breeds
• Aloy; Somali cat
Stockier than an Abyssian, my original choice, and if you go with the ruddy coat pattern it's just as effective. I like to think a ruddy Somali captures the first-glance side of Aloy; freckles, ginger hair, and a tough build from years of hunting and fighting.
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• Ikrie; Norwegian Forest Cat
A bit pointer than, say, a Siberian, and smaller than a Maine coon. Still built for colder climates, with a softer look than other big breeds.
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• Mailen; Siberian Cat
Mostly fluff, round and gives off a more serious vibe. Born and bred for the winter, a true Banuk breed if we're being honest.
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• Nil; Javanese cat
This is one of the more personal opinion based decisions. Javanese just have that off-putting aura I get when I see Nil?? Still a gorgeous breed, sort of a sub-type of Siamese. Less vocal, still opinionated, imo a solid fit.
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• Ersa; Russian Blue
Like a grown up version of Erend, even in breed. The Russian Blue looks like it's grown into it's predator body, with a more serious demeanor.
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• Erend; British Shorthair
Round, goofy and friend-shaped. Built on the stocky side, and looks like it could take a few hits. Pair a blue coat with Ersa's Russian Blue and they make a good sibling duo.
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• GAIA; Sphinx
Since GAIA is an AI and not a human, I figured the hairless breed would fit quite well. Plus, can u imagine how adorable cat!GAIA would be in a lil sweater.
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• Elisabet; Abyssian
Gives off the same look as Aloy's breed, but as a more sheltered scientist, this breed is a much better fit for Elisabet. More slim than stocky, with the ticked ginger coat that mimics freckles.
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• Avad; Oriental Shorthair/Turkish Van
I'm still split on this one, bc both breeds fit well. On the Van side, the markings just give off this Sun King vibe, with the ginger head markings ya know? But the Oriental has such a unique, royal facial structure that I'm torn.
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• Sylens; Tonkinese cat
This cat breed tends to be on the compact/sturdy side with a dark brown gradient for their fur. It just felt like a really good fit for Sylens, plus as a branch of Siamese, they would be oppionated by nature. You could also connect the vocal breed to how Sylens seems to talk his way out of trouble and also get info out of people.
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• Petra; Cymric/Manx
Both are incredibly muscled/stocky breeds and those nubby butts are adorable. I'd lean torwards the Cymric personally, since it's body type is more filled out. It looks like a tough, forge-working breed all right.
• Sona; Japanese Bobtail
A bit lanky, but still well muscled, just like a seasoned warrior.
• Vala; Pixiebob
The youngest of the family, so this breed fits the best. It still has the recognizable nubby tail, but with a softer look. She hasn't been on the frontline like her mother or brother yet, so the kit fluff is still prominent.
• Varl; American Bobtail
Not as lanky as it's Japanese counterpart, it fits the son of the war chief very well. Mirroring her body type, without the hunters build just yet.
• Bast; American Shorthair
A basic bitch, bc I couldn't care less.
• Aratak; Ragdoll/Birman
Longer-haired breeds to combat the cold, leaning towards Birman for the more serious looks they have. Plus, the standard colors for both breeds would be similar to Orea's Snowshoe.
• Orea; Snowshoe
I feel like the name explains it pretty well, with a softer more curious look than Aratak's breeds. And maybe I'm biased bc I love Snowshoe's but oh well.
• CYAN; Peterbald
Sort of like the Sphynx for GAIA, I just went with a breed that stood out to mark her as an AI.
• HADES; Lykoi
Scrappy and off putting. I love the breed, but it's a good match compared to the hairless AI's.
• Rost; Maine Coon
Him big!!!!
• Teb; Singapura
Tiny and in no way, shape, or form a tough fighter. Probably the smallest cat breed, apart from Munchkins; which fits Teb who barely seems to age in between the first and second time Aloy meets him.
• Vanasha; Turkish Angora/Persian
I really couldn't decide bc both are equally regal and intimidating??? But I'd lean for the Angora, since Vanasha has abs for days and is definitely not just another pretty face. Plus, Angora's are a much healthier breed than Persian.
• Talanah; Bengal cat
Resembling a true wild cat, there isn't much else to this. She's a hunter to the core, and should look like one.
• Olin; Exotic Shorthair
He gots a squish face. That's it.
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mstowa · 7 years
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Of Lions and House Cat: Headcanons
To make up for the fact that I can’t update chapter eight this week, I’m going to leave this here!
These are some headcanons I had during my planning phase regarding Azura and her relationship with Lance. The first half is research I did trying to narrow down cat breeds, and the second half is more about Azura and Lance’s daily life.
About Princesa Azura Reyes Acosta
(yes that’s her actual name)
(fun fact: I kinda wanted to name her Azula, after the fire nation princess)
Because Azura is inspired by the Blue Lion from canon, I needed a cat breed that suited Blue’s personality and that could complement Lance’s character (at least in the OLAHC!verse). The most popular choice in fan works seemed to be the Russian Blue, and I’m assuming it’s because of the short-haired, blue coat.
A Russian Blue’s temperament is friendly and affectionate, but they’re noted to be a bit shy, particularly when it comes to strangers. For a cat that’s based off the Blue Lion, who is said to be the friendliest lion and the most approachable, it kinda deterred me from choosing Russian Blue to be Azura’s breed. Cat Time also cited that the Russian Blue “does his best in a quiet, stable environment” and “doesn’t like change,” and because the Blue Lion is the Guardian of Water, which often symbolises flexibility and adaptability, that was another deterrent.
So I googled cats who love to swim (since Blue was in her element in S2E2), and among them was the Turkish Angora, the same breed as Duchess and Marie from Aristocats.
The Turkish Angoras are known for their white, silky coats (although it does come in different colours and patterns) as well as their long, slender bodies and, of course, their blue eyes. Those with blue eyes, however, may be deaf in the ear located on the same side of the eye. For example, if the right eye is blue, the Angora may be deaf in the right ear. Since both of Azura’s eyes are blue, she is completely deaf in both ears.
According to the Cat Fanciers’ Association, Turkish Angoras are both intelligent and adaptable, and they tend to “act as the ‘host’ at a party or other gathering” but are still extremely loyal to their own. On top of loving water, they love to dance, and with Lance’s love of music, Azura and Lance make quite a pair!
tldr; I fell in love with Turkish Angoras because they’re cute af.
About Azura and Lance
Because Azura is such a beautiful cat, Lance loves to spoil her with different collars and, occasionally, different dresses. He prefers to buy dresses that aren’t too heavy because Azura likes to climb and play, and skirts that are too long or too thick tend to hinder her mobility.
Azura loves water, and she’ll always try to get into the shower with Lance. On the rare occasion he indulges a bath, Azura has to join him. When he turns the taps for something like washing dishes, she will rush over and stick her head under running water.
Sometimes, she turn the taps herself, and Lance can’t bring himself to get mad at her even though she’s wasting water.
Azura loves to get involved in Lance’s routine.
If he’s cooking and needs the sink, she’ll turn the taps for him.
She’ll also turn the taps when he’s washing his face or brushing his teeth.
Okay, honestly, she’ll turn the taps regardless though because w a t e r
But, if Lance needs to open a cupboard/cabinet and his hands are full, she’ll figure out a way to open it for him.
She becomes part of his morning/nightly routine, too. Like, she’ll push around whatever cleanser or moisturiser he needs.
She’ll fetch him his clothes Disney-style if he’s set out his outfit the night before.
When he plays music, Azura will get up and dance around. She might be deaf, but there’s a reason why Lance blasts his music out loud. She loves the vibrations – especially from the bass-line! (you know that feeling when the bass drops? yeah, that precisely!)
Lance loves it when she does this and dances with her.
Like he’ll pick her up and waltz around the floor or he’ll dance around her with his guitar.
Also, it’s not Lance’s apartment. It’s hers, and she makes that known in the smallest of ways.
Like when she slept on top of Keith’s face because he was technically in her spot (chapter five).
If she needs attention, she will definitely let you know.
Because Azura’s deaf, she doesn’t know how loud she is, and she can get pretty damn loud when she needs your attention.
Lance says Azura knows sign language, but Lance himself doesn’t even know sign language. So while it’s not like Jane Goodall and her chimpanzees, the two of them can communicate with each other relatively well.
It’s more appropriate to say that she can read Lance’s body language.
She knows when he’s comfortable and when he’s not because she loves him. Lance is her human. that was directed at keith
Out of habit, she knows when mealtimes are because Lance is usually on a schedule. If he’s not, she can usually tell when he gestures for her to follow.
Likewise, Lance knows when Azura wants to play and when she’s being prissy. (With how spoilt she is, Azura can definitely get prickly from time to time!) He can tell when she’s hungry or more sluggish than usual.
They’ve been together for two years; they know each other.
Lance makes sure she gets the best of the best.
He doesn’t buy the expensive, premium shit often, but he does buy it.
He researches and cross-references everything when he buys food for Azura.
Same goes for litter, cat shampoo and conditioner, and other healthcare stuffs for cats.
He also loves buying her treats. Lance doesn’t ever mention the first time he bought catnip. (Hunk and Pidge never let him live it down.)
Lance treats Azura like his baby. keith might get jealous
He has a leash for her when they go outside, but sometimes he doesn’t keep her on it because she likes riding on his shoulders.
He also has a baby pouch for her.
When they go outside, they do everything together – like playing in the park, eating (cat friendly) ice cream, sharing food (that is, again, cat friendly, of course).
Azura is Lance’s first pet, and he doesn’t want to do anything wrong.
He goes to his aunt, Tía Kimmy, for check-ups because he trusts her.
The first time Azura got sick, he was devastated and thought it was something he did. (It wasn’t.) According to Tía Kimmy, Azura had the common kitty cold.
References CFA on Russian Blue Cat Time on Russian Blue CFA on Turkish Angora Cat Time on Turkish Angora PetMD on Turkish Angora Cats 101 on Turkish Angora
(p.s.: it’s been advised for turkish angoras to have playmates because of how active they are)
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