--- omaticayan (house) cats ☆゚.*・。゚
feauturing neteyam, kiri, lo’ak, tuk
headcanons of them as literal house cats bc the entire omaticaya clan are just 3-meters-tall, walking, blue forests cats with bows. change. my. mind.
: ̗̀➛ tuk ; tabby kitten
“what breed is she?”
“just a little girl”
you don’t know her exact breed
no one can blame you tho, she was jus a baby left by her mother in your backyard, that you took in
could be a mix of all sort of breeds, but to you, tuk was your little girl
the moment you took her in, she was severely malnourished. so you feed her with your own hands, bathe her, sleep with her each night
she was like your own child
and you’re ready to fight every single person in this planet if someone dare to lift a finger againts her
the bravest little kitten you’ve ever know
but the silliest too,
her entire body went wet as she got in, headfirst, into her bowl when she first learned to eat wet food
and one time she jumped into your aquarium to ‘catch’ the fishes
she would snatch pieces of wings from your plate and holds on it for her dear life when you tried to take it away from her </3
you would crochet matching hats for you and her
overall, the best lil girl ever
_
: ̗̀➛ lo’ak ; bengal cat
do i need to say more
he’d run all over the house, pouncing at every moving thing in sight, playing with his toys for hours, and getting to high places you never knew he could reach
one time he somehow got to the house’s roof. it freaked you out
you were convinced that this little bundle of energy is literally a cheerful puppy in cat’s clothing
with his adorable little coat, that took some time to put on, you take him to the park each morning. this is mandatory, or else he’s too energize to sleep at night and would start knocking things over at 3am (wich you learned the hard way)
at the park, his curious self would sniff everything and anything. a tree, a man’s leg, until he got too curious to a little winged fella, that a pigeon once pecked him on the head
he befriended every single dog and cat around the park, but would get a little salty if new people tried to touch him
at night, when finally, his energy went to 0%, he got cuddly. really cuddly, he sticks to you like glue
and i know he would sleep on your chest and suffocates you in your sleep
_
: ̗̀➛ kiri ; persian cat
she so bougie ngl
and a little moody too
you wont need an alaram clock, cause every morning, at the exact same time, she would sit on your face and starts screaming for food
i hope your wallet thick as hell cause i know she would only eat whole foods, like those healthy (and super fucking pricy) food rich cat persons feed their cats
kiri right there eating salmon and chicken breasts, and you’re left slurping your sad instant ramen
things we do for our cats ammirite
half of your life savings went to her
from grooming money, for buying her expensive foods and vitamins, to all her essentials like her high tech self cleaning litter box(?)
she spoiled as hell
but i know she still has the audacity to scratch your hand and legs
don’t get me wrong, she loves you. the two things she dislikes the least was you and the big blue fish living in your pond (it was rotxo)
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: ̗̀➛ neteyam ; golden retriever
I KNOW I SAID CATS
but none of yall could deny
even as a person, he got that golden retriever personality
always have a smile on his face, tail wagging every time
calm and loving,
would befriend every other animal you foster, you sometimes find them all cuddled up together
have i mention that he loves cuddling?
but remember he’s huge
would crush you every time he cuddles into your lap
but you never minded, cause he’s the sweetest, most gentle giant
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sub!jake brain rot is eating me up rn, look at him??
— sub!jake is overly clingy, he finds himself growing increasingly anxious when you aren’t around him; especially while you’re both in public. he’ll always lock fingers with yours, a vice-like grip to assure you don’t let go of him. you’d rub comforting circles into his nervous palms, alleviating the weariness that had formed in his chest. a coy smile would paint his lips, jake always felt safe and secure with you.
— sub!jake prefers to be little spoon, there’s something about being held tightly in your embrace that he adores deeply. you’re so gentle with him, such an inviting warmth that engulfs him like a ray of sunshine. your nails would trace along his broad arms, admiring the unique marks and stripes that made him who he was.
— sub!jake tends to follow you around like a lost puppy. even before you even knew one another, he was so vastly drawn to you. his near obsession with you hadn’t faltered one bit, he still acts as your shadow wherever you go. “why do you follow me everywhere?” you’d grumble, ignoring his obvious stare. jake would shrug, continuing to trail closely behind. “dunno, just like being with you.”
— sub!jake loves pushing your buttons. if you’re both in the village, he’ll do something to purposely bother you. you’d glare at him, tugging at his tail to make him wince. once in the confines of your hut — jake would be shoved back onto the woven mats. he’d be elated, grinning from ear to ear. you always gave him the reaction he wanted. “you think you’re cute?” you’d raise a brow at him, earning a prideful chuckle from your mate. “yeah, i do.”
— sub!jake always does as he’s instructed. “jus’ give me one more, okay baby?” you’d coo from below, kissing his throbbing tip. you’d just swallowed his second release, beads of cum dribbled salaciously down your chin. jake’s poor, half-lidded eyes would gaze down at you, nodding slowly. “yes, um’ma.” his body would jerk from the sensitivity, his bottom lip so bitten that blood drew. “anything fr’you.”
— sub!jake is a whiny baby. after sinking himself to the hilt in your sopping cunt, he’d mewl into your ear as you guided his deep thrusts. “y’feel so good, fuck.” jake would have his weight pressed against your bare chest, his sensitive cock about to spurt thick, ropes of cum and paint your gummy walls white. “please..please, baby.” he’d sob above you, burrowing his face in the crook of your neck. “needa cum s’bad, i can’t do this anymore.”
— sub!jake loves pet names. you’d have his head on your soft lap, nimble fingers stroking through his hair as he purred beneath you. “you’re so cute, my love.” you’d grin, leaning down and pecking jake’s forehead. or as you’d edge him tauntingly, you would wipe his tears away with the pad of your thumb. “my pretty boy, you’re doing so good for um’ma.” you’d coo, earning a weak smile from his raw lips.
— sub!jake loves eating you out. the tip of his tongue would flick your swollen clit, two fingers skilfully thrusting into your tight opening. “taste s’good, um’ma.” he’d practically moan into your heat, ravishing you like you were his last meal. he fucking loves when you sit on his face, supple thighs enclosing his head as you rode him. his nose would nudge your tender bud, following the rhythm of his tongue that plunged deep inside your dripping pussy.
long story short — sub!jake is a complete simp for you. he’s my favourite slutty, annoying loser.
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