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inourtownofhawkins · 11 months

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𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒞𝒶𝓉

Summary: Every cat loves Eddie, all except one.

Author's note: I have no idea where this came from but the idea of a cat making Eddie's life hell is so funny to me.

CW: None

Word count: 702

Any hate will not be tolerated, constructive criticism is welcomed.

It was easy to say Eddie liked cats, and cats very much liked Eddie. Anywhere he’d go, he would somehow attract cats; whether they were strays or domesticated, they seemed to be all over him.

All cats liked Eddie, except for one.

Wayne’s ginger tabby cat – also called Eddie – despised him. Eddie the Cat would pee on Eddie the Human’s bed, use his guitar amps as chew toys and hiss anytime he so much looked in the cat’s general direction. On more than one occasion, Eddie had thought about how life would be easier if that cat wasn’t around.

The ginger tabby had been around for as long as Eddie could remember, always curled up with Wayne on the couch after he came home from work and snuggled up to him while he slept.

But as soon as Wayne left, and it was just Eddie and the cat? A never-ending spree of growling, hissing, and trying to bite and scratch Eddie’s hands. But nobody ever believed him, because the cat was so nice and sweet to everyone else except for him.

Even you had a hard time believing that the little elderly cat was capable of being so vicious, as he was always sweet to you and wanting head scratches. It was while you were giving Eddie the cat endless amounts of attention and Eddie the human was stumbling in the kitchen to make drinks that you made him question everything, by a simple observation; “Eds, have you ever thought about who was named Eddie first?”

He hesitated as he brought his head out of the fridge to look at you, “what do you mean, honey?”

You leaned back a little on the sofa to get your head closer towards him. “I mean, the cat has been around for practically forever. Have you thought that the cat was named after you or the other way around?”

Eddie completely froze at the thought, falling unusually silent for the rest of the night until you went home, and he was able to sit down with Wayne during dinner. “Wayne,” he began, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. “This is a serious question; was the cat named after me, or was I named after the cat?”

Wayne looked at his nephew for a few moments, completely confused as to why he’d ask such a question before finally answering. “You were named after the cat.”

The answer completely broke Eddie, he felt as if his whole life was a lie. For years, he thought he was named after a distant family member or someone famous but to be named after that cat? Absolutely not. It had to be a lie; it couldn’t possibly be true.

But Wayne wouldn’t lie to him, would he?

Laying in bed and being unable to shake that thought, even at 2am. He called you, waiting multiple times for you to pick up, your sleepy voice quietly coming through the phone. “Eddie, it’s late, tell me it’s important otherwise I’ll have to kill you.”

He could tell you were already falling back asleep as you were talking, and he did feel bad for waking you up, but you were the voice of reason. “I’m sorry for waking you up, baby. I promise I’ll make it up to you in the morning, but Wayne told me I was named after the cat and-”

Your sigh cut him off, hearing the rustling of your bedcovers as you got comfortable. “Eddie, you were not named after the cat, and the cat doesn’t hate you.”

“But how do you know?”

“Because Eddie the Cat is seventeen years old, you’re almost twenty. And he only attacks you because weed is toxic to cats and you reek of it most of the time, you complete muppet. Now go to fucking bed.”

Eddie was about to question you again, but you hung up on him, almost instantly drifting off back to sleep. He tried to call you several times, but you were too deep in sleep to reply. By the time you woke up, you had 6 missed calls and only one text.

EDDIE: But how can you be SURE I wasn’t named after the cat?

#spilled ink #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things

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upmost-rylan · 10 months

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//GoodTimesWithScar, ThirdLife , lastlife , limitedlife , DoubleLife , HotGuy ,NewLifeSMP , fanart , Cat centaur headcannon also a lil jellie :D

So I headcannon scar to be a cat centaur and to basically be different breeds each series :]

The many types of scar

The default and most common for me to draw and is probably hermitcraft scar is a Burmese!

However! The others also have specific breeds I have in mind for them!

LIFE SERIES!!

Thirdlife scar is a American short hair!

Last life Scar is a Siamese! Siamese cats always seemed like magical cats to me so obviously I had to make Lastlife scar a Siamese

Double life scar is possibly???? A American shorthair whatever breed jellie is! Basically a jellie panda taur! Also you got a cute lil jelly drawing!

Limited life is just a silly simple ginger tabby. he's a adorable lil guy! That's why he's the favorite child!

Another cat taur scar headcannons!

New life! he a bobtail kitty! Just a silly adorable baby!

HotGuy! He's a Oriental shorthair a big long kitty! The less amount of fur makes him more dynamic abd move more easily perfect for a hero

-fin-

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bonefall · 7 months

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Hey, really off-topic question but something I would really like to know! In Clanmew, do kits refer to their parents as Mi and Ba in the same way human children call their parents Mom and Dad? I know Mi and Ba aren’t gendered, but is it seen as like.. an affectionate word? I’m asking because I have a single non binary parent in my own warriors oc story, and I’m not a huge fan of any of the gender neutral terms for mom/dad that I’ve tried. Obviously there’s “parent” but I want a word that’s more simple and less professional sounding, y’know? Would Mi work as that in this situation? Or is Mi and Ba more like “Mother/Father” than “Mom/Dad.” Sorry if this question is confusing aaa hopefully you understand what I’m trying to ask!

Whole post on the Mi/Ba system as well as siblings, auncles, ancestry, and types of love right here!

Mi/Ba is not gendered. A Mi is the primary parent and a Ba is a secondary one. Breezepelt is the Mi of his kittens, Hollylark was planning to be the Mi of xeir own. Ivypool was a Ba, both Heathertail and Harestar are Ba.

You have only one Mi, but can have no Ba or lots of Ba. Harestar's warrior name (Yywayayiaoyr) had so many Ys that his kits call him Ya.

#Mi/Ba system #clan culture

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homuradefender · 3 days

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madohomu fluff for the very amazing @homurasbiggestkinnie ᰔᰔ

synopsis: No timelines, no witches, no Kyubey < especially no Kyubey>, no magical girls, none of that. What if Homura finally got some peace? No more sacrificing herself for the girl she loves. Taking advantage of a gorgeous sunny day, the two sillies go on a date.

The sillies<3

Homura would have never expected that her first date with the girl would be so out of the blue, and she didn't expect it to be Madoka asking her out. Madoka? Asking her out? That was something that she thought could only happen in her dreams, never actually becoming a reality. Hand in hand, Madoka led the way, she didn't explain to Homura before hand where they were going. Whether she intended that, Homura was unsure.

She was already so nervous, trying to strike up a conversation was something she couldn't fathom. Keeping her cool, she let Madoka lead the way, while Madoka rambled about a number of things, music, her family, school, gossip her and her mom talked about, Homura could listen to her talk forever. Seeing Madoka so carefree brought a sense of calmness to her. ' Oh, sorry I've been talking to much, haven't I?' Madoka said, followed by a nervous laugh. Before Homura could respond, Madoka stopped walking, which Homura didn't realize and accidentally bumped into Madoka, causing the two to stumble a bit but Homura caught Madoka.

'Sorry I should have told you I stopped, Anyways! Here we are!' The two were standing in front of a building, the sign immediately made Homura realize why Madoka picked this place. 'A cat cafe?' She questioned, 'I had a feeling you liked cats, was this a wrong spot I know other pla-' 'No, this place is perfect!' She assured Madoka, she liked cats, the spot was perfect, Madoka is perfect, she thought to herself.

The place was almost empty of customers, safe to say for a table occupied by a small group who were feeding treats to a ginger cat, the place was small, quite cozy looking and the cat theme of the place was everywhere. A cat rug at the front door, the wall seemed to be painted in patterns and colors matching a tabby cat, framed pictures of the cats that resided there were hung on the walls, cat towers, adorable cat beds with different colors were near each table.

They were led to a table by a waiter, who wore a shirt with the store's logo on it, a pink paw print with flowers along it, and plain old black pants. They both ordered something simple, it was obvious they were here mostly for the cats, and obviously Homura would willingly go anywhere Madoka took her. But aside from the fact, the place was cute. Out of all of the cats that were there, two seemed to be interested in them. A white cat, with an adorable pink bow tied neatly around its collar, and a black one, it had a bow as well but instead of pink it was purple.

Funnily enough, the white one rubbed it's head against Homura's hand when she tried to kneel down and pet it, the black one leaped onto Madoka's chair, finding her lap as the perfect place to take a nap. The sight was adorable, and before Homura knew it the white cat had also found its way on to the chair and was resting on her lap. Carefully, she petted the cat, listening to its adorable purrs as the two sat in silence, the only sound filling the room was the faint sound of people in the kitchen preparing food, and whispers and giggles coming from the other group and of course the satisfied purrs from the cats who had taken a liking to the two girls.

' I might have to ask my mom if I can adopt this one. ' Madoka joked, a laugh following suit as the two started small talk, only stopping when the waiter dropped off their food. Each had gotten a cup cake, at the top the frosting formed cat eats and whiskers were planted on the side with some type of candy, and black candy was plopped down to be the eyes. When finished, the girls were hesitant to go, but there was nothing stopping them from adopting them, well Madoka would have to ask her parents but she was sure she could convince them. Both of them paid with their own money, but Madoka had one last plan.

She led Homura to a small park, no one was there, there were a few options but Madoka seemed fixated on one thing, the swings. ' Do you like parks Homura? ' She thought for a minute, she'd never really been to many. Being raised in a Catholic orphanage, there wasn't much play time there from what she remembered. ' I've been to one a handful of times. ' She finally responded, shocked when she felt Madoka pull her to the swings, her eyes glistening in the sun. 'Then let's play! ' The two sat on swings stationed beside each other, and for a while they just played on the swings and chatted. Till the sun set, they exchanged good byes and Madoka shocked Homura by giving her a tight hug.

' Let's do this again some time! ' She beamed up, Homura agreed, this was one of the best days she had had in a long time. Especially since Madoka was there.

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gfksn · 9 months

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genre: fluff

word count: 1.5k

warnings: none

author’s note: i’ve had this in my drafts well over a year now and personally, i think it’s about time that i posted something of substance on this blog. happy reading <3

you trudged toward the park; the only place (other than your cramped apartment) where you truly seemed to find solace after a long day’s work. with a drawn-out sigh, you dropped your bag and slumped onto the wooden bench, a dreadful weight being lifted off your shoulders. your eyes fluttered shut as you grew fond of every cool breeze that blew past. no feeling could come near to this. it was just you, the evening sun and-

“meow”

huh? you sat up, eyes trailing downward only to see an orange tabby with a confused expression much like your own. you cooed at the sight, lightly patting the empty space beside you in hopes of catching the small cat’s attention; and it did. the corners of your lips curled into a wide smile as the feline rubbed it’s head against your outstretched hand.

“what’re you doing here buddy?” you mumbled, gently scratching the cat’s chin and earning a soft purr in response. “just enjoying the evening, huh?” you stroked your thumb against the ginger fur, the feline’s eyes forming crescents at the affection.

“i envy you.”

“meow”

you laughed softly, finding your sudden confession to the stray ridiculous, but you had to admit, you felt strangely relieved.

you looked up at the evening sky before pulling the sleeve of your coat back to check your watch. it was getting late. you couldn’t believe that you’d just spent who know how’s long simply petting a stray cat. you slung the strap of your bag over your shoulder before turning to the small ginger, doe eyes staring right back at you. it broke your heart to leave. with a few gentle strokes to its head and a light tug to its ears, you bid the stray goodbye, promising to be back tomorrow.

minho eased himself down onto the park bench, a heavy sigh escaping him; feet finally being given a rest after such a long day. he shut his eyes as the autumn wind brushed past him. at last, peace and quiet.

“meow”

"finally,” you muttered as the clock struck five, signaling your freedom for the rest of the evening. with hurried movements, you packed away your belongings and began booking it toward the exit.

“y/n!” your shoulders immediately slumped at the sound of your supervisor’s voice.

“yes ma’am?” your tone was cheerful despite your bitter, tired expression.

“i need you to stay for an extra twenty minutes tomorrow to get some paperwork done.” she was, without a doubt, the bearer of bad news. as much as you hated the idea, it was your job after all. you swallowed your pride and with a simple “yes ma’am” you left for evening.

without thinking much of it, you found yourself in the park, sitting at the same bench awaiting the arrival of the small feline. you tapped your fingers against the wood, looking around for your much anticipated company.

“where are you?” you mumbled a small pout forming on your lips, “i could really use the company right about now.”

as if on cue, the orange tabby emerged from the bushes, meowing softly once you were in sight. you reached out, allowing the cat to touch your fingertips with its nose.

“almost thought i wouldn’t see you.” the cat hopped onto the bench beside you and rubbed its head against your side causing you to let out a light chuckle. oh, how you wished you could take the feline home with you, only, your work didn’t make it possible with its long hours and occasional overtime, which reminded you;

“i have to stay an extra twenty minutes at work tomorrow, so i’m not sure if you’ll see me.” you didn’t pay much attention to the fact that you were currently filling the stray in on your work schedule, but that didn’t make it any less unusual. nevertheless, you still shared your news with it. you had company after all.

you hummed as you scratched the cat’s chin. “i have to go now, hopefully i’ll get to see you tomorrow.” the cat only looked up at you and meowed in response. adorable

it was currently five o’ clock. any other day you’d be pretty happy about it, but not today.

“it’s only twenty minutes y/n, shouldn’t be too bad.” just as you said that, your supervisor dropped a stack of papers onto your desk.

great

you straightened your back and rolled your shoulders. your nose scrunched as a slight aching in your muscles was now present. “i really need a new job,” you muttered to yourself, “but at least all the paperwork’s done.”

you checked the clock, it’s been well over twenty minutes. if it weren’t for the few employees scattered here and there, the office might as well be empty. but that was none of your concern in that moment, all you wanted was to find yourself in the comforts of your apartment.

that was all you longed for, yet here you were, seated in the park, waiting for the orange tabby you’d grown quite fond of.

you glanced at your watch for the nth time that evening, as if that would make the stray arrive any faster. it’s not like he knew the time and was aware of when your shift would end. but that didn’t stop you from waiting. you waited and waited, but to no avail. soon enough, you decided to take on the task of finding the cat yourself.

after a few ‘pspsps’s and rustling through the park’s shrubs like a maniac, you finally found your orange tabby… seated on a park bench with someone else. admittedly, you felt a tinge of jealousy toward the man it was with. but you still you admired the way he interacted with the feline. the way he gazed at it with nothing but pure affection, a soft smile sitting prettily on his lips; his perfect lips. you slowly emerged from behind the shrub where you were hiding and approached the two.

“sorry to interrupt your moment,” you spoke, slightly startling the pair. “but, i was kind of looking for this little guy here.” you gestured toward the feline.

the man watched as the cat hopped off of his lap and sauntered toward you, rubbing its side along your leg. you laughed softly before bending down and petting it.

“is he your cat?” he asked and you could’ve sworn you heard his heart shatter the moment he did, sadness evident in his expression.

“no no no, i — ” you quickly replied, waving your hands in front of you. you watched the man’s shoulders relax as you spoke. you looked at him, then at the orange tabby. you sighed and made your way over to the bench. “may i?” you asked, gesturing toward the bench. the man nodded and you sat beside him.

“to be honest, this little guy has been keeping me company for the past few days.” you reached your hand out and called the tabby over to you, smiling softly as the feline touched your fingertips with its nose. “and he’s the sweetest thing ever,” you added, now looking over to the man beside you.

“i just wasn’t aware that he was seeing someone behind my back,” you joked. the stray ‘meowed’ in response before hopping onto the bench between you and the stranger. you both reached out to pet him, hands brushing against each other’s. you retracted your hand, letting them fall onto your lap. it was a mere accident but that didn’t stop your heartbeat from quickening.

“seems like life hasn’t exactly been the best for the both of us, huh?” you looked up at the man, watching his expression as he scratched the feline’s chin. he was breathtaking.

“yeah,” you muttered, eyes not leaving the stranger. he finally looked up at you, blinking slowly as the corner of his lips turned up into the faintest of smiles. you felt a chill run up your spine, you weren’t sure what caused it; the chilly autumn breeze or the way this man was looking at you. amidst your thoughts, which were currently filled with how charming this guy’s smile was, you couldn’t help but feel the tiniest bit of thankfulness toward your supervisor. if you hadn’t stayed back, you probably would’ve never seen…

“what’s your name?” the man chuckled dryly, a bit taken aback by your abrupt question.

“minho.”

on rare occasions when your supervisor asked you for some extra time spent in the office, you can’t help but reminisce about the day you met minho. sure you see each other almost everyday — given that his work hours are longer than yours — but that doesn’t take away the giddy feeling you get whenever he’s around.

after what felt like ages, minho finally worked up the courage to ask you out. to which you obviously said yes. as for the stray, you both decided to take him in, only this time instead of being called ‘buddy’ or ‘guy’, he was now know as soonie.

you didn’t believe in fate, but there seemed to be no other explanation to you meeting soonie, which further led to you meeting minho. despite what you believed, you were sure of one thing. where the once stray cat roamed, following closely was your one true love.

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redux-iterum · 6 months

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Hi I have a request if you’ve got the energy/time!

I’m thinking of an art project and making char designs, and I’d like to have more to look off, as I try and make them.

If you’re able, can you give more detailed write up/designs/ visuals ((height chart?) for some of these chars (listed in order or importance for potential art project) Firepaw/heart, Tigerclaw, Bluestar, Goldenflower, Lionface, Graypaw/stripe, Ravenpaw/wing, Redtail ?

No pressure at all, don’t need to do all the cats or any, something as simple as “they look like canon but this is changed” can help!

Tentative thoughts are focusing on Fire’s relation to Tiger and Golden, and the politics and how that changed the emotions!

Thank you!!

Sure thing! This is mostly just how I see them – I try to leave it a little vague for readers’ interpretations, even if I have my own idea for what everyone looks like. I do encourage you to take some liberties as you’d like to, of course.

Fireheart: The shortest of the cats described here, and a little short even for the average house cat. Canonically to this series, he’s part Somali, so he’s a richer ginger than usual and whatever tabby stripes he has are faint, with his back being darker than his underside. His eyes are a verdant green and have a brightness to them that never seems to go away. His fur is short and smooth and he’s always been skinny, but thanks to regular exercise, he’s quite wiry and is stronger than he looks. He has a perpetual babyface, even with the harshness of the wild, which adds to his charisma.

Tigerclaw: Hulking and just a bit taller than his mate, making him the largest cat in this list. His shoulders are abnormally broad for a cat – almost doglike, really – and his tail is thick even without the long hair on it. His eyes are amber, and this, combined with his hard, haggard face and dark brown coat, makes him look quite intimidating. He’s got huge paws with claws that are just a bit too long to completely stay sheathed, even when withdrawn. His stripes are thick and black, standing out even with his darker brown coloring, and his underside is paler, though he doesn’t have any white markings.

Bluestar: Tall, thin and blue-grey with pale yellow eyes, her face is less hard than her Clanmates’ despite her age (which is shown by her gradually greying muzzle). She is long-legged and the fur on her body is sleek, longer than you’d expect without being overly furry. A long, thin scar marks behind both of her shoulders, and it’s hard to see unless you’re behind her and her fur isn’t draped over it. She has a melancholy face, her ears are longer than usual and she has a look of perpetual weariness barely concealed with regality. I imagine she’s not the most muscled cat in the world, but she’s got strength in her body just as her apprentice does.

Goldenflower: Enormous in height and fluffiness. Her eyes are nearly the same shade of gold as her coat (just darker), which has spotted markings instead of the regular tabby. She’s barely shorter than Tigerclaw, and though her paws could be described as “soft”, they are quite large. Her chest and belly have a broad streak of white on them, and her face is gentle and maternal. She’s got a general look of comfort and sweetness – it feels like she would be an excellent pillow, and be more than happy to provide that service.

Lionface: He would be best described as a “harder” version of his sister. He’s got regular tabby markings, though faint, and his face is easily likened to an actual lion’s – long and grave. He’s big in all aspects, and his fur is long especially around his neck, creating a mane. He’s got green eyes, which I personally see as a big dark and dull; certainly not as vibrant as Fireheart’s. He notably does not have scars on his face, though he most likely has some hidden behind his fur across his body (this is a point of vanity for him). He’s as tall as Goldenflower, but he feels spikier and less comforting. I would say he’s the square to her circle, if that makes sense.

Greystripe: He’s a big boy! He’s just a bit shorter than Goldenflower and Lionface, but his width makes up for that small discrepancy. Bulky shoulders and chest (for a cat, of course), wide paws, puffy, thick fur that makes him look even bigger, so on and so forth. He’s about medium grey, and his tabby marking (which I think of as classic) are nearly black, with a broad stripe down his spine. I feel like he’s got a dark tail-tip, though he has no white marking. His face is round, but it gets harder and harder as he ages, until he’s as haggard as everyone else as a senior warrior. He definitely is plump, though not too overweight, and his eyes are a stark, bright yellow.

Ravenwing: Actually described him here!

Redtail: Probably the second shortest, though he still has a good deal of height on Fireheart. He’s a dark ginger tabby; classic, of course, which I imagine would have such broad stripes that he’s more red than ginger. All four paws are white, with the back feet having that white stretch a bit higher than the front. Long body for sure, to make up for his shortness (again, he’s just smaller compared to ThunderClan’s usual – he’s still bigger than the average cat). He’s got yellow eyes that edge on amber – just as warm and friendly as the rest of him.

Hope this helped!

#ask #anonymous #thunderclan #fireheart #greystripe #ravenwing #redtail #tigerclaw #goldenflower #lionface #i speak #bluestar

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oldmemoria · 6 months

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posting these design ideas on main because why not

working with how I want to possibly redesign cat!miguel (Reclusestar in the warriors AU), here’s a few quick headshot ideas for em :)

dunno which one I should go with, but I’ve got some notes on each

Original:

Dark blue-grey tortoiseshell with reddish brown markings meant to replicate his most recent suit design. Small, slightly curved up ears with tufts around them that I want to stay in the design regardless of the fur color. A 4 pronged star on his forehead that will also stay true to every other design (supposed to be his leader mark. Usually I like the idea of leader marks either being like.. spots or stripes or something else but a physically inflicted marking not only fits his role better but is also just more visceral and reflects the implied and not so implied cruelty of StarClan in the warrior cats series. For those who don’t know StarClan is like… a holy amalgemation of all of the cats ancestors that went from this mysterious and whymsical force in the first series to unreliable and actually manipulate due to how biased they are.)

— why is he blue

— not accurate to comic design

— more accurate to his movie design, however, I believe the blue in his suit is meant to be light bouncing off of a black suit. So still isn’t exactly accurate

+ simple, easy to replicate markings and probably easy to animate (haven’t tested it but seeing as he barely has any floating stripes or markings other than his star marking it’d be easy to do frame by frame)

+ bluestar

original but the blue is changed to black.

Classic black and orange tortoiseshell. Same other features mentioned before.

— boring. Yawn.

+ the mask markings are more prominent

+ the most accurate to the comics. Miguel has a black and red suit.

same as the last 2 but with a darker blue-black tint

— still blue :/

— his eyes blend into his face and it bothers me

+ colors are actually really nice

+ average cat Miguel design honestly this is how everyone draws him

tortie-tabby dual colored cap mask. Instead of the usual ginger ear tufts he has white, and he has a lot more white in his design than usual

— I don’t like how much white I used for this design, I don’t think it works.

— replicating the fangs in the mask was kinda difficult I didn’t know if I wanted to make it a stripe or apart of the base mask so uh

+ is a tortie-tabby

+ accentuates his jawline!! The other designs did before as well, his markings are just placed a little differently here

+ the white hair is cute

Half and half tortie with minimal white markings (I’m leaning towards using this one)

+ I really like half and half tortie designs

+ cool symmetry

+ he looks like a lil guy here.. just lil.

— jawline isn’t ver visible, especially on the dark brown side :(

Half and half with medium white markings

+ same perks as above

+ accentuates jawline better than the others

(If you’d like please rb for a better sample size for the poll below :3)

Here’s an optional poll, just to see which ones people like more (doesn’t mean I’m gonna choose that one)

#atsv #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara #warrior cats #procreate #digital art #cat miguel #cat au #warriors au #warrior cats au #designs #✭ Spider scribbles ✭

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amber-tortoiseshell · 8 months

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Ghost patterns

On paper the tabby patterns are quite simple: an agouti (A_) cat has stripes, a nonagouti (aa) doesn't. But like everything else in biology (and reality, really), this isn't always this easy.

There are several different genes with epistatic effect on the nonagouti phenotype: this means an allele of a different gene overrides the solid effect, and an aa cat has visible tabby pattern.

This phenomenon is called ghost pattern. Basically it means we see the pattern when we don't expect it. Smokes, colorpoints, solids, all kind of pheomelanin-based colors can display it (for some reason pheomelanin loves its stripes much more than eumelanin, and for red and yellow shades a solid and a tabby cat is very often nearly indistinguishable).

Have you ever seen a black panther or jaguar on the sun?

Examples

Oranges

The most well-known epistatic example is the orange gene. All ginger cats look tabby, even if they are genetically solids.

This is especially conspicious on self torties, where the black-based part is solid while the red-based area is striped.

Smokes

Another gene that can bring out the underlying pattern in the inhibitor. When the dominant inhibitor allele is combined with the nonagouti genotype (I_ aa), the resulting cat is called a smoke.

These are a smoke and a silver cat, the only difference in their genotypes is that the left one is a nonagouti: smoke, the right is an agouti: silver tabby.

Smokes with different ghost patterns:

Watch the faces: these are all obviously solid cats, yet the pattern is clear and easily identifiable.

Colorpoints

This one is different from the previous two in that these cats can be genetically agouti (A_), but since in case of tabby (lynx) points the pattern type generally can't be identified, if you see some distinct marks on a pointed cat's body, congratulation, that counts as a ghost pattern.

Snow bengals are famous from their ghost rosettes (or marbles).

#i could add more examples (like amber) what i feel like this post is long enough already #*but #cats #cat genetics #agouti #orange #inhibitor #color restriction #ghost pattern

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spottyissleepwalking · 1 year

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AFTER FIFTY MILLION YEARS, SUNFLOWERCLAN RETURNS!!! He’s also the last warrior in the lineup, so onto apprentices next!!

Spiderflower is a personal favorite of mine, not only just design wise but as a character as well lol; I’m considering adopting him out of the bunch and claiming him as my official blorbo

Overall appearance heavily inspired by spiders as a whole, not any specific breed just. Splider. The fangs, spiky fur, thick tail especially, but also the additional eye! He has a very tame sort of diprosopus, in which just one eye was duplicated; he is completely blind out of it.

The black sheep of the Clan in many ways. He’s a tad over aggressive and generally unfriendly in his mannerisms, a lone wolf who chooses the company of insects over other cats, as he finds an unusual interest and comfort in them. It was initially sparked as interest in his namesake as an apprentice, when he was viciously teased for his appearance and retreated further into SunClan’s open territory, along the borders, to discover more kinds of bugs.

Son of Gingerclaw. Younger brother of Commaclaw. It is a popular rumor that Ravenfur is his sire, though neither Ginger nor Raven have ever confirmed (or denied) such rumors.

Gained the “-flower” suffix in an attempt to be separated further from his mother; he was going to be named Spiderclaw by Lilystar’s predecessor, before he caught wind of it and confronted his leader, practically begging for a different suffix.

The generator has decreed that Spiderflower is a trans man (he/it) and is omniflux-lithosexual. (He too has a crush on Goldennose).

[Image ID: Two images- The upper image is of a simple white box with the black text of “SUNFLOWERCLAN - The Warmhearted and Bold” written across it. The lower image is an digital drawing set against a translucent background, of a thin, somewhat spiky-furred black classic tabby cat with a thick, fluffy tail, and somewhat rounded, tufted ears; his chest, belly, hind paws, and the underside of his tail are white, alongside two distinctive marks below his eyes and at his brows; his eyes are golden-amber and narrow, with a third, blind, slightly bulbous eye beneath his left eye; he also has long, protruding canines and a single black toe on his right forepaw. Across his hindquarters is the stylized artist signature of “spottyissleepwalking” written in faded lavender. Above him is a white box with the black text of “SPIDERFLOWER - a black classic tabby tom, with short fur, and amber eyes”. /. End ID.]

#warriors #warrior cats #warrior cats oc #warriors oc #spotty’s clan gen #wc #spotty’s designs #spiderflower oc #MY BOYYYYYY #clan gen #clan generator #clan generator challenge #sunflowerclan

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spottedmoggy · 2 years

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Foxheart

#Foxkit #Foxpaw #Foxheart #ShadowClan #StarClan #Warrior #Simple Ginger Tabby #Fox #Heart #killed by rats

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themellowyellowmomma · 2 years

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The love of my life.

#red hair #beautiful #ginger #red hair don't care #non binary #calm #simple #love #fatty don't care #me #tabby #cat #jawz

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b0nesy · 5 months

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WARRIOR CATS X CARMEN SANDIEGO PART 2; THE ELECTRIC MEOWGALOO

As stated from my part one of my carmen designs, i'd draw more of the guys. Although in my waca developments page (i think it was) i stated i would draw the faculty. The faculty will not be drawn due to how it clashes with the lore. First up: WOEICS IVY.

As you can tell, I reverted back to an old brush. So all these designs will be a bit different. Ivy is the only lined one, the rest are lineless. I didnt know much to do with ivy. I made her pretty dark of an orange to compliment her moody personality. She's got fire like qualities, which I think help with her sarcastic and brash qualities, other than that theres not much else. Ivy is involved with Acme's official clan, ACMEclan. None of that group mumbojumbo, an actual clan.

NEXT UP: NETFLIX IVY

The netflix designs as you see will be a husk. Ivy is a ginger kittypet, thats mostly it. I made her a tabby in hopes to convey the more lazier roles they take on. And I made them kitty pets to help further show that. Ivy is with team red's warriorclan-like clan in which she follows Netflix carmen around after being banished from Vile.

THIRD UP: WOEICS ZACK.

Woeics zack I had fun with. He has similar yet unique enough markings to ivy that they look like siblings, but dont copy off eachother. Zack's wheat like color makes me very happy to see. Zack resides in ACME clan with his sister. I like to think he's more around the territory than being cooped up in camp. He constantly stalks around vile borders and tries to pick fights with them.

FOURTH UP: NETFLIX ZACK.

U. G. H. i genuionely cant express enough HOW BORING zack is in contrast to his sister. As you can tell i rushed zack. He's one of my favorites in the series but oh my god, is his design bland. I dont have much ideas for Zack in relation to Team red. He snacks more often and is more keen to his kittypet nest than wanting to go on heists with carmen in their warrior clan.

FINALLY: JULIA ARGENT

Julia argent to me is very simple. She's not too complex or crazy, she's just a sleek, black cat to me with big eyes that look at you helplessly.

I think Julia spends her time in ACMEclan under being an apprentice by choice. Shes as old as TOK, a warrior, but I like to think she wants to really nail the ACMEclan lifestyle.

#carmen sandiego #where in the world is carmen sandiego #where on earth is carmen sandiego #woeics #carmen sandiego netflix #netflix carmen sandiego #90s carmen #warrior cats #warriors designs

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feliniakattus · 6 months

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Character Card: Cinnamon

Name: Cinnamon

Role: Legionaire/Hunter of the Coalition

Family: Turaco (grandmother), Yeenix (grandfather), Fern, Mangosteen (auncls), Paspalum, Combretum (cousins), Nutmeg, Sumac (mothers).

Description: A tall ginger mackerel tabby molly with brown stripes and green eyes. She wears a simple belt with three bags attached and decorated shards of bone from her previous hunts hang from a string around her neck. She wears beads on her tail and bangles on her wrist, and has a spiked earring.

Orientation/Gender: Lesbian, cis female (she/her)

Age: 5 cycles, 25 human years

Personality: Touchy, Careless, Volatile

#colours are a bit janky but whatever #xenofiction #original work #worldbuilding #fantasy world #my art #fantasy writing #original art #xenomog #xenomoggy #felinia: cinnamon #character card

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bonefall · 1 year

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BB!Brushblaze

[ID: A grown version of Brushpaw from Warrior Cats. He is a ginger-and-white tabby cat with splotchy patches, a white butt, tail, paws, and 'bib'. He has yellow eyes with a distinct blob marking on his right side. He has a round notch in one ear.]

Because he's been coming up a lot lately, here he is! BB!Brushpaw is an ex-BloodClan cat who joins WindClan along with Snapper.

After the BloodClan Battle, Firestar opened up diplomatic negotiations in an attempt to see how much of Tigerstar's Impossible Deal the Clans could still honor. The answer was so simple as to be ridiculous; flowers, wood, novelty food. Things BloodClan can't get in the concrete alleys of Chelford. Leo and Snapper were only two of the traders who would regularly visit WindClan and ThunderClan.

Leo was head-over-paws for Onewhisker almost right away. He rarely went to ThunderClan, always trying to get chosen to go to the moor. He was so smitten, he never realized any of the red flags. Onewhisker wouldn't do public displays of affection, or tell his friends they were seeing each other, and when Leo floated the idea of joining the Clan... Onewhisker gave an affirmative, but not enthusiastic answer.

Tallstar decided to allow Leo and Snapper to join, but only if they went through apprenticeship as a formality. Onewhisker told Brushpaw that it's forbidden for warriors to be with apprentices, even if they are adults, and Brushpaw understood and respected that.

But it didn't get better.

Next, his ceremony was delayed over the destruction. His mentor, Mudclaw, even accused him of being a jinx and that he was bringing the humans to the moor. He went on the Great Journey forced to remain Brushpaw, Tallstar only having the strength to give Crowfeather his Honor Title and leaving him and Snappaw in the dust.

His scar is from fighting in the WindClan rebellion-- one of the rebels jumped on his back and tried to snap his neck. After the fight, Onestar gave the two their well-earned names; Brushblaze for the muirburn that Mudclaw sabotaged, and Snapstorm for the rain that put it out after.

When Onestar became leader, he changed, or... maybe it just revealed something that was always there, that Brushblaze didn't see. Either way, whatever they had was over.

Eventually, he became an ironic friend of Heathertail, helping her bring back tunneling. He died helping her and Breezepelt escape The Kin through a secret passage he constructed with Harespring, collapsing the tunnel so that they couldn't be followed.

Lots of info under the cut

Design & Meta Stuff

It bugs me how in Onestar's Concussion they copped out on the idea that Onewhisker was cheating on his lover with Smoke, by making it SUPER clear there was no overlap in the relationships. Soo instead yeah poor Brush was cheated on.

I feel like the fact that Canon!Brushpaw was a ginger tabby was supposed to invoke the image of Firestar, because the whole point is that "Firestar succeeded where Brushpaw failed" so like... I DESPERATELY tried to make sure Brushblaze is a ginger tabby who looks nothing like my Firestar lmao.

Total opposites, my Firestar is bright and skinny, Brush is dull and sturdy. Fire has no stripes and no white and Brush has stripes and white patches.

I gave him a spotty white tail for the irony of it looking like Darktail's but inverted.

I don't know if this makes sense but I tried to channel the energy of a gay dude who owns snakes.

Personality

Waaaaay smarter than you think, but can be a bit passionate and oblivious.

Prone to biting off more than he can chew and getting in situations above his head.

A yes-man, doesn't like saying no to people, especially when he feels like he can help.

Most ex-BloodClan cats look scary but are friendlier than they seem.

Surprises people with the way he casually remembers everything. Names, recipes, offhanded comments... say it once and it's in his head forever.

You really think that he's going to be a grump with that face, but it's far from the truth. He's tired, but super friendly.

History

Leo was a BloodClan Solver, a position that has to do with intellectual work.

Snapper was his assigned Problem, kind of like a BloodClan warrior.

His mother Bailey is actually one of the most respected Solvers in BloodClan. He didn't really like being in her shadow, though.

Looking back on it, Brushblaze is embarrassed about how quickly he was ready to commit to someone who, in hindsight, wasn't into it as much as he was.

They were dating but Onewhisker was... flaky. He didn't want to tell others about their relationship, never wanted public affection.

It was really obvious looking back on it that One was never brave enough to commit.

Snappaw and Brushpaw had to fight a lot of xenophobia to earn their place. Mudclaw's distrust of a cat he was supposed to train like an apprentice was a major factor in why Tallstar changed deputies so suddenly.

Unknown to Brush, Onewhisker had already rejected an old lover, Smoke, when he found out she was pregnant and wanted to join the Clan. He couldn't handle the shame of telling Brush he had been cheating AND the idea of waltzing into camp with a brazen kittypet lover.

Brush did eventually move on, but it took a long time. Onestar had Heathertail via honor-siring, never getting back into a romantic relationship again.

After this, he's very grudging of Onestar. Obeys him as a leader, but clearly dislikes him as an authority figure and as a person.

One of Onestar's many regrets.

One day in the Po3 Era, he overheard Heatherpaw and Breezepaw scream for help and came running

They were digging a tunnel, and Harepaw got buried

He pulled him out, and the three of them begged him to not tell their parents

Heatherpaw: "If my dad finds out he'll want to use this to do something stupid"

Brushblaze: "well... can't argue with that."

But he made them promise that the next time they dig that far down, where they could get hurt by a cave-in, they would come get him.

He became something like a safety friend, helping them work out how to reinforce a tunnel, doing good estimates of how to dig from Point A to Point B.

Onestar, of course, did eventually find out about tunnels... from Sedgepaw, boasting about the naturally-occurring ones under the Lake. It sure did give the four of them a scare that he'd learned about their little resurrection of tunneling as a practice.

Brushblaze eventually found love again; ironically, it was with Whitetail!

They had two kittens; Galekit and Smokekit.

He found it REALLY weird though that Onestar was so... aggressive? About Smokekit

"you didn't have to do this," said Onestar, glaring at the baby.

Brushblaze blinked several times. "....have a child???"

He would learn the truth less than a month later, when Darktail brought The Kin to the lake

Breezepelt joined quickly, and Heathertail went with curiosity when it was revealed that Darktail was her half-brother.

Harespring, deputy at the time, knew that his childhood friends were in danger. Him, Brushblaze, Crowfeather, and a few others immediately started digging to help save their Clanmates

Brushblaze's final act was shoving The Kin escapees in the tunnel, lagging behind, and collapsing the tunnel on himself and their pursuers.

#Brushblaze #Bonefall Brushpaw #Bonefall Rewrite #Bonefall TNP #art #sketch requests #BB!Brushpaw #Better bones au #BB!Oots #BB!TNP

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