#Delinquent Cat

[tging24]

Nyankotale - The Battle Cats x Undertale Crossover

Roles: Frisk - Teacher Bear Flowey - Flower Cat Toriel - Luminalia Napstablook - Neneko Sans - Delinquent Cat Papyrus - Supercat Monster Kid - Eraser Cat Undyne - Strike Unit R.E.l Undyne the Undying - Flight Unit R.E.I Mad Dummy - Puppetmaster & Charley Alphys - Prof. Cat Jobs Mettaton - Cat Machine Muffet - Waitress Cat Mettaton EX- Miss MONEKO Mettaton NEO - Ultimate Mecha-Bun Asgor- Emperor Cat Omega Flowey - The Cat God Asriel - Princess Cat Asriel the God of Hyperdeath - Legelan Pasalan Asriel the Final Form - Filibuster Cat Y Chara- Assasin Bear Gaster- Professor Abyss Temmie- Li'l Cat Toby Fox - PONOS!!!!!!

#undertale #the battle cats #undertale_au #Teacher Bear #Flower Cat #Neneko #Delinquent Cat #Supercat #Eraser Cat #Strike Unit R.E.l #Flight Unit R.E.I #Puppetmaster & Charley #Prof. Cat Jobs #Cat Machine #Waitress Cat #flowey #Miss MONEKO #Emperor Cat #Princess Cat #Assasin Bear #Professor Abyss #ponos #toby fox #frisk #napstablook #little nightmares #toriel #sans #papyrus #undyne

[shiftythrifting]

Dubious shirt found at Savers

#thrifting #shiftythrifting #submission #cats #shirts #savers #delinquent cats

[memo-logue]

“Can we keep him?”

#twisted wonderland #twst #deuce spade #grim #that good ol' trope with delinquents and cats in the rain

[roseillith]

STRAY CAT ROCK: DELINQUENT GIRL BOSS (1970) dir. YASUHARU HASEBE

#f #stray cat rock delinquent girl boss #yasuharu hasebe #akiko wada

[cant-icle]

hi it’s me again. i also can’t stop thinking about like a rusty knife. what the FUCK do akira’s parents think about their strange child coming back from tokyo even stranger

That evening, tucked up together in their respectable bedroom in their respectable house in the respectable town they live in, Kurusu Hisoka hesitates before turning off the light next to her side of the bed. "Are we going to talk about this?"

Her husband, who has long since taken off his glasses and rolled over on his side, deigns to grunt at her.

"No," she presses. "Kazuo. We have to. That-- that boy."

Kurusu Kazuo, married to his wife for eighteen years and exasperated for each and every one, gusts out a sigh and rolls over onto his back. "Hicchan."

"That's not my son." It tears out of her, this horrible thing that she says, rips its way free from her breast and hovers bloody and menacing between them. The wound it leaves isn't clean; she's already short of breath, heavy and aching. "That's not my Akichan. You have to see it too. You have to."

A pause; Kazuo finally rolls to face her entirely. "Hicchan. We've talked about this."

"No, I've talked about this! You just bury your head in the paper and go 'yes dear', I know you don't listen to me! That boy doesn't move like my son, he doesn't speak like my son, he doesn't act like my son--"

"And what are we to do?" His voice is firm, but hollow. "We were lucky to get him back in one piece in the first place, after that man. He's a teenage boy, and he's back with his family. You'll see. Akira is still your son."

Hisoka takes a breath, another, wet, gulping. "I'll just have to remind him," she says, mostly to herself. "That he's my baby. That he belongs with me, with us, right? Once he gets his legs back under him, he'll realize he can stay here and be safe. No more of this-- escapism."

Her baby, her boy; she almost went mad the year he was gone, but Kazuo had expressly forbidden her from calling more than once a week. And half the time she could tell Akira wasn't even paying attention to her, could hear the low background murmur of voices behind him.

Her poor baby boy, all alone in that terrible city she'd barely escaped from. What a blessing it is to live here in Inaba, quiet and calm and safe.

What a relief it will be for her boy, her calm and placid boy, when he finally calms down and remembers who he is, who he's supposed to be.

#filed under: #ask meme #hey hisoka? hisoka? you're gonna be in for a rude fucking awakening my dude lmao #kurusu hisoka used to have a perfect baby boy she could show around #the type that every housewife would love #and instead what came home was a DELINQUENT #with a CAT #CAT FUR ON HER UPHOLSTERY #the tantrum she threw when akira wouldn't put mona outside was unmatched #but for one of the first times in his life akira stood up to her about it #i always hc his home life as EXTREMELY COMPLICATED with COMPLEX FAMILY DYNAMICS #and this is just one facet of many i enjoy #the tags are longer than the content at this point

[dorkbroght]

Toro and Kuro delinquents o_0

#doko demo issyo #Toro Inoue #Kuro #delinquents #cat #sony cat #kinda old drawong #ms paint #gay cats #my art

[vennyriz22]

This Anniversary’s GSSR Summons

#Wanted Kama so damn bad #But Gacha God Said #a poet #space cop #and a Indian cat boy #fate grand order #fgo #venny's art #ritsuka fujimaru #gudako #delinquent gudako au #female ritsuka fujimaru #murasaki shikibu #Godjuna #arjuna alter #mhxx #mysterious heroine xx

[fuckyeahmeikokaji]

Meiko Kaji (梶芽衣子), Bunjaku Han (范文雀), Yuka Kumari (久万里由香), Hanako Kotachi (十勝花子), Akiko Wada (和田 アキ子) and Ken Sanders in Stray Cat Rock: Delinquent Girl Boss (女番長野良猫ロック), 1970, directed by Yasuharu Hasebe (長谷部安春).

Scanned by me.

#Meiko Kaji #梶芽衣子 #Stray Cat Rock #Yasuharu Hasebe #Bunjaku Han #Akiko Wada #范文雀 #Stray Cat Rock: Delinquent Girl Boss #女番長野良猫ロック #長谷部安春 #和田 アキ子 #Yuka Kumari #久万里由香 #Hanako Kotachi #十勝花子 #Ken Sanders #lobby card #scanned by me

[puppyeared]

lemme just, *tweaks it like i would with a picture frame*

#listen idk if this is a delinquents design or a redesign in general. i just think adrien deserves better fashion taste than his dad lol #my art #miraculous ladybug #ml #ml fanart #delinquent!ladybug #delinquent!chat noir #FUCK YEAH IM GIVING HIM CARGO PANTS. its so he can hold cool rocks and cheese and pictures of his lady lmaoo #also mari if youre gonna keep the flats fine but at least wear running shoes. girl your feet are crying listen to them #i was thinking of giving adrien a studded belt like a scene kid but its hard to draw and i think it deviates from the design. sigh #I JUST. REALLY REALLY HATE THE SKINTIGHT SUITS OK. I KNOW THEYRE GOOD FOR ANIMATION #BUT I HATE THEM WITH A PASSION. idc what you say 14 year olds should dress like 14 year olds #ladynoir #fuck yes im tagging this ladynoir. cry about it #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #ml ladybug #cat noir #chat noir #ml redesign #character design #mlb #miraculous fanart #miraculous #doodles #fanart #miraculous ladybug fanart #mlb fanart

[kakusu-shipping]

The Fight

Trying to pick up the pace a little bit, but I'm not very good at writing action so this might be a bit clunky. Please excuse me.

Mountain's Peak (Part 1)

Nepal Sanctum (Part 2)

Talk it out (Part 3)

In which we let it all out

Ramattra found his brother exactly where he expected to; Tucked away on the highest roof top of the Monastery's temples, an old withered place few monks visited simply for the egregious amount of single wide stairs clearly poorly placed by the original builders.

"Brother Mondatta is looking for you," Ramattra spoke with no worry of startling his brother, positive Zenyatta had already sensed his approach at least three levels down. The fact that he hadn't run was a good sign.

"He can look a while longer.." Zenyatta replied, relaxing from his curled up position to allow his legs to dangle over the edge of the building.

Ramattra sat himself down beside his brother, taking a moment to appreciate the view. The sun was setting, stars had started to dot the soft pink sky. From this high up, one could truly see on into forever if they desired to.

"You hit the human..." Ramattra finally pressed, giving a glance to Zenyatta, who curled back in on himself slightly.

"I did."

"You said you would only use what I taught you in self defense."

"I did not use what you taught me, dear brother. I used my fist."

Ramattra couldn't help the slight chuckle hearing his elder defend himself so sharply released. If he could still shoot back, then he couldn't be all that tore up about what he'd done.

"Mondatta will expect an apology when we finally return."

"I did nothing to him." Zenyatta once again uncurled himself, his legs once more dangling over the building's edge as he relaxed into the flow of conversation with Ramattra.

"To the human, Brother."

Zenyatta released a loud, dramatic sigh noise, clunking his head into Ramattra's shoulder. "I would rather be placed on cattle clean up for the next 7 years."

Ramattra chuckled once again, "And I would love to assist you with such chores, but that is not Mondatta's way."

"No... I suppose not..." Zenyatta's voice softened as he once more pulled his knee to his chest, placing a hand on the ground next to Ramattra for balance.

Ramattra found his hand placed gently over his brother's, keeping his sensors locked to the stars as he leaned his head atop Zenyatta's.

With the sunrise the brothers would make their way back down to the village, they'd catch Master Mondatta on his way back from his morning meditation, when the monastery is silent and the human is still asleep. Zenyatta would give his apology, and be given laundry duty in return, with Ramattra would happily assist with despite Mondatta's preaching on how one must face their misdoings on their own.

That would all come tomorrow. For tonight, the two sat peacefully on the temple roof top, hands intertwined in a painfully human way, counting stars until the sun arose the next morning.

That stare made everyone in the monastery uncomfortable. Bright red eyes that only ever saw the monks as who they were, what they had been made for, how they'd failed or succeeded at a task that had been forced upon them.

It was sickening.

Across from Zenyatta stood the human, shouldering off thick layers of cloth and robes and scarves until only one remained, tied tightly off at his waist by a cream orange cincture belt. He then removed the thick, straw woven snow boots Mondatta had made for him, stepping bare foot into the chalk drawn circle of the training area, holding his hands up in a ready pose.

He'd kept his eyes locked on Zenyatta, not in a glare of malice, or even his usual annoying fascination, but a neutral look that challenged him without words.

Ramattra's hand grabbed tightly to the back on Zenyatta's upper robe. He was shaking. He was going to stop this.

Zenyatta shoulder off his brother's grasp and the robe along with it, leaving him in only his pants and the red cloth he'd kept tied around his waist.

Stepping into the ring, Zenyatta stood wide and placed his palm against the human's, keeping their gaze locked.

"If you win, I'll leave. Permanently. And I'll tell every human I meet they're not welcome here." Emile spoke evenly, despite the rapid pulse Zenyatta could feel coming from their freezing fleshy hand.

He tilted his head in amusement, "And what will you get if you happen to win?"

This was the sort of confrontation that would usually draw this particular human to tears, so it was quiet the shock to see him hold together while speaking. "You can decide that when it happens."

'When' Zenyatta thought on, wrapping his fingers around the human's small hand. It was cold, and soft, and easily crushable in even the flimsiest of Omnic hands.

"Usually a match is called when one is forced from the ring, but that feels a touch too easy, wouldn't you agree?" The human nodded along with Zenyatta's proposal, "So we keep going until one of us taps, agreed?"

Zenyatta watch the human give a small nod once more

And then kicked them as hard as he could right in the stomach

Emile flew out of the ring, scratching to a stop along the stone flooring. He hacked and coughed, gripping onto his stomach. If he'd eaten anything for the past few days he surly would have hurled it up.

"Get up." Zenyatta spoke from the ring. The human did as commanded, pulling himself up on shaky legs. He did not glare at Zenyatta for landing the first blow, he did not look on in fear for how much stronger his opponent was, he did not bask in awe at how mighty a kick it was. He kept his neutral expression.

And that pissed Zenyatta off worse than anything else.

Blow after blow, the human continued to get back up. Even after he'd started spitting up blood. Even after his glasses were shattered on the stone ground, rendering him near blind. Even after he'd stopped being able to feet his fingers in toes in the cold and after his arm stopped moving and after his ankle had made such a horrible crack and swollen to the size of an orange.

And even after Zenyatta still stood perfectly pristine.

Emile hadn't landed a blow on his opponent. Zenyatta was starting to doubt he was even trying to. Had he even raised his hand once to the monk? Had all he done was stand there and take Zenyatta's blows?

Zenyatta clenched his fists, "Get Up." He demanded, as he had over and over again, to the human laying still on the stone before him. "Get Up and Hit Me."

Emile's form shook as he pushed himself up with only one arm, his white hair dangling before his face, tips red from his own blood. As commanded he got up on shaky legs once more and looked to Zenyatta with those red eyes that pierced into his history, a history he'd been trying so hard to ignore, to hide and run away from.

"Get up." Zenyatta demanded again after landing a hard hit right into the human's nose. It was broken for sure.

Emile did as commanded.

"Brother, that is enough-" Ramattra reached to grab Zenyatta, to put an end to this, but stopped inches away.

"It's not enough..."

The human's voice was ragged, breathless and broken and shaking. He sounded on the brink of death.. He very well might have been.

"It's not... enough...."

Blood mixed with tears down Emile's face, big wet eyes stared at Zenyatta, making the Omnic hesitate.

Ramattra wouldn't dare touch a human, but he made a motion like he was going to either way, "Human you cannot take much more, please just call it-"

"I CAN'T." Emile's voice cracked, he coughed, and took a step just to keep himself from collapsing, "I can't... it's not... enough... yet...."

The human but his hand on his wrist, and Zenyatta found himself mimicking the motion. His finger tips touched delicately at his exposed arm wire, one of many fragile pieces of himself he'd been forced to show to the world after nearly loosing his life before coming here.

He could still feel the human's cold finger tips on it...

"it's not... enough... to... ma...ke up.. for what... i..."

His body was too heavy, everything hurt, and the world was spinning.. In his last few moments of consciousness Emile braced himself for one more cold embrace from the stone steps of the battle field..

And instead found warmth...

#Emile's Writing #In which Zenyatta beats me the fuck up #Ramyatta #In the first half at least... Hinted at any way #That's the INTENTION any way they do have feelings for one another but aren't. Like. Together really #Self insert #Self insert Fanfic #Proselfship #Proship Selfship #Zenyatta #I SHOULD probably actually tag him for these.... but I don't kgdjbkgfkjg I'll get better about that #This was SUPPOSED to be the last chapter of the Nepal Youths arc with Delinquent Zenyatta buuuuuuut #We've got one more to go now and then we can stop having Delinquent Zenyatta #But sensitive fraidy cat Ramattra is staying for a few more chapters because I LOVE HER #Anyway. Thanks for reading if you did! #Sorry the fight's kind of choppy like I said I'm not good at them #But it's necessary #This is one of those things I'd bring up with modern Zenyatta that'd make him want to curl up and explode ksdfjsdk #Genji would not believe me if I told him about this

[aruaruartcentral]

Meet Alleycat, Marinette's black cat costume in my Punk Miraculous Au.

Alleycat makes her first debut as a petty theif/cat burglar, as she would call herself.

This becomes possible when Marinette finds herself saddled with a cursed ring, that just so happens to host the power of destruction.

In this world, Marinette Dupain Cheng has lost her mother. For as long as she can remember, Marinette has helped her father in the bakery whenever he needed it. Though she loves the bakery, it has been a drain on her mental and physical energy. And of course, needing to help run an establishment in place of adult labor means she may have missed a day or two of school to fill this labor need. Meaning, she has learned a lack of emphasis on prioritizing education and school in life. Leading to much class cutting later in life.

Her father is mildly neglectful, much more engrossed in other affairs than taking care of his daughter. So much so, that he has little idea just how dark a path his daughter has found herself on. Whether that be the crowd, the habits, or the language.

#miraculous fanart #miraculous ladybug #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #miraculous lb #miraculous au #alley cat #miraculous punk au #delinquent marinette au #delinquent marinette #marinette dupain cheng #marinette alleycat #miraculous punk au alleycat #miraculous alleycat #digital art #fashion art #artwork #art #fanart

[mikkokomori]

Since I suddenly remembered the existence of él cat butler while on your blog, I shall write out his lore for the 3 AUs where headspace remains relevant (Deli!Sunny, Eclipse and Dusk AU)

Deli!Sunny:

Cat Butler is kind of just there, occasionally giving service to sunny when he is feeling under the weather whilst dreaming. Abbi questions why he is still devoted to him, but he himself doesn't really know or care why. It's just how he is, really

Eclipse AU:

Cat Butler, alongside Abbi and the other two imaginary friends, are trying to convince Sunny that his friends care and miss for him, to no avail because why would they succeed really

Dusk AU:

Cat Butler is the "checkpoint" keeper in the misadventures Sunny goes on in headspace with the dream versions of Mewo, Kim and Vance (basically less monster-esque versions of their looks in main game hs, that I may draw one day teeheerhwuqoajwkq). He sets up little dining tables wherever he pleases or believes is appropriate. Abbi is very much displeased by him playing into Sunny's escapist fantasies, but she can't do much against it.

As a side note: In Eclipse and Dusk AU, Sunny never had the nightmares about cat butler and Mewo because Mewo is alive and well!

The butler to ever butler

#Eclipse AU #Dusk AU #Delinquent Sunny AU #omori sunny #omori cat butler #omori aus #omori #omori spoilers #mikos art #taigataii asks #miko panta #miko talks

[kolbietheaggrievedwriter]

YES! //slaps table YOU GET IT

i was thinking about ian in high school just carrying a tiny kitten in his high school jacket, soaking wet but carefully making sure to protect the kitten from the rain.

..........okay so that definitely happened, and Ian has a cat now. ���

#kolbie blabs #the delinquent disagrees #or i suppose has had & still has a cat

[cat-soap-opera]

i kinda wanna make a playlist for anthro scourge but like. itd be nothing but kid cudi basically bhbfdg

#mod posts #anthro warrior cats #leader of the delinquents is literally him #drug issues. fame n loneliness. severe depression

[roseillith]

STRAY CAT ROCK: DELINQUENT GIRL BOSS (1970) dir. YASUHARU HASEBE

#f #stray cat rock delinquent girl boss #yasuharu hasebe #akiko wada #flashing

[savepc2023]

Have you ever gotten any of the DOL transformations? Any opinions on them?

(Any thoughts which tf would suit your PCs?)

Yesyesyeysyeys

I've gotten the angel and the fox tfs till now!......the cow one is in my sights tho so ig I'll be going moo real soon😩

For what tfs would suit my PCs uhhhhhhh, if we're going story wise then Angel and Caelan would probably gain the angel tf bc uhh Angel only smashes the love interests and that's a bit later on (and she doesn't ever rlly lose the virgin trait bc homie doesn't insert anything anywhere) while Caelan doesn't smash at all. Brynn might be getting the demon tf. I'd say cow but there's no way he's gonna meet the requirements for it💀😭

BUT! IF WE'RE GOING PURELY ON VIBES:

I'm not entirely sure what tf matches Angel's vibes💀😭

Brynn would have a cat tf annnd

Caelan would have the fox tf

#THIS IS ALL BASED OFF OF VIBES BC YK. CAELAN WOULDNT SMASH A FOX #but the fox tf also has smth to do with their back story so yeyeyeyeey #Brynn is a fuckin cat boy oh my god #🖤mail #🖤heinous desiree #🖤oc #🖤angel the delinquent #🖤brynn the model #🖤caelan the bartender #degrees of lewdity #dol #dol pc #degrees of lewdity pc