#catgirl engineering

[talbotgrimes]

My intentionally bad pride icon using (one of) the lowest quality screenshots i had

#idk why anyone would want this but sure feel free to use it ABSJAK #catgirl engineering #artstic #dbd #the blight #talbot grimes

[we-are-siege-engineer]

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#siege engineer #art #catgirl #the jokes #trebuchet #historical art

[once-and-future-alaskan]

Sometimes I go "I mean, do I really need to learn to draw furries? Yeah, I am one, but I also don't really imagine myself as my fursona or do anything with it and I have no furry ocs so like-"

And then I see last reblog and remember Følslava, ya know my setting-sona, has basically the entire furry spectrum in it with the various races of the genetically engineered wildkin and start heavy breathing.

#wildkin run the gambit of ''literally just a talking cat'' too ''bipedal anthro dog'' with the exception of like catgirls etc #people with animal ears and tails and such exist but its just implants that vary from functional to purely cosmetic #now while the various types of kotkin and hundkin are the most common there are stuff like tigers and elavated mice #the wildkin are the result of a lot of dicking around with genetics research in the late 22nd century so that's why it can be so diverse #while Stelyuzia banned further ''frivolous'' engineering on animals research has continued in Tov and other independent states. #but the wildkin population is nowadays primarily sustained naturally through reproduction.

[yourneighbortoasty]

genetically engineered catgirls for domestic ownership

#body horror #comics

[teratocrat]

gryphongirl has soundly defeated the crocodile-boargirl of the lower valley, and saved your village, but now she wants to talk about payment. "i want icons here and here and here" she says, dragging talons like bronze daggers down the ancient timbers of your village's longhouse, which apparently as of right now also serves as her shrine. "burnt offerings and prayer four times a year, warmest night of each season, got it? or i will come back and trash this place worse than that other bitch ever did." you make some small involuntary noise of terror in the back of your throat that she evidently interprets as assent, for she relaxes, slumping back onto the splintered gouges she has just torn in the wall. "i don't want to sit around for the icon painters, though" she confides. "you guys probably dont have a kinko's or some shit? i couldn't just… print some selfies off the 'gram?" you are halfway through mumbling apologetically that the village's only printer was in fact in the library that she threw crocodile-boargirl through last night, and as such almost certainly only exists now as shards of plastic and metal and glass, when she suddenly lunges forward and pins you against the opposite wall, claws pressed firmly against the soft and fragile joints of your shoulder. The smell of her rolls over you like a summer storm, sweat and smoke and blood and ozone melting into an indescribable melange that stings your nostrils and the back of your throat. "what is that?" she asks with naked hunger in her voice, the string of amethysts around your neck transmuted to citrine in her golden gaze. you pull the Violet Starfall necklace over your head with one free hand - it was the greatest treasure of your priesthood, a sign of the covenant between the village and its catgirl-goddess Tenth Life Layabout, but Tenth Life Layabout met her end between crocodile-boargirl's jaws, and you have little time for sentimentality now. she drapes it over her head with one hand and removes the other from your shoulder to gesture obscurely: thin air turns to glossy black beside her, an obsidian mirror in which she admires how her newest treasure compliments her reflection. "ohhhh," she sighs, greasy smoke and wisps of magenta flame escaping the corners of her mouth. a noise like a revving motorcycle engine fills the room and rattles your bones; with a start you realise that gryphongirl is purring.

[seat-safety-switch]

This breakfast place near me offers a meal called the “Cowboy Breakfast.” Despite the name, you can still order it if you are a cowgirl, catgirl, or any other combination of gender and human-animal hybrid. And so, last weekend, I headed on down to the place, after discovering that my refrigerator was devoid of fried pork products, eggs, sausages, and inch-thick Texas toast. Friends, we should change that “offers” in the very first sentence to “offered,” because this restaurant was gonezo.

When a restaurant you loved closes, it can feel sometimes like losing a friend. In my case, it was a distant friend that I made in high school, and hung out mostly with when I was hungover, but forgot about entirely in the decades after. Until it was too late. I was distraught, and by far the worst part of the experience was feeling responsible.

If only I had bought several hundred thousand dollars’ worth of Cowboy Breakfasts every single morning, I told myself on the way back home, then the owner surely would have been able to buy his way out of his conviction for real-estate fraud and Murder Two. This guilt galvanized me into stopping by another restaurant, just down the road, and ordering breakfast there instead. It was at that point that I realized I had just been hungry.

As long as the local truck stop isn’t invaded by hipsters, I think I can deal with it. That place has long been my favourite chow-zone after a long morning pulling engines at the junkyard, and I think you’re really going to like it, all several thousand of you sitting in the rotting backseat of my car, trying not to fall into the exposed driveshaft and barely-restrained third member of the back axle. I’ll put a new floor in there one day, I swear, just as soon as I find a fallen traffic sign that’s big enough.

Yep, here we are. Oh shit. Is that a Range Rover in the parking lot? This place is forever lost to us. Okay, everyone, plan B. We’re going to learn how to make our own grilled cheese sandwiches instead. You just can’t trust the restaurant industry.

[haveyoureadthistransbook]

Body After Body by Briar Ripley Page

goodreads

In this long novella inspired by the Mountain Goats & John Vanderslice concept EP Moon Colony Bloodbath, three indentured, memory-wiped laborers at a crumbling storage facility make some unexpected discoveries about the genetically engineered mutant bodies they tend each day. Sex, drugs, violence, cannibalism, psychic powers, a catgirl (sort of)…BODY AFTER BODY is the lurid, dreamlike, amoral queer/trans sci-fi trash literature at least four or five people have been waiting for.

Mod opinion: I've read this and this book made me feel shrimp emotions. It is my top read of the year. It's on itch for name your own price and the suggested price is more than fair. If you can handle body horror and gore (and lots of it), I implore you to check this novella out.

#body after body #briar ripley page #polls #trans lit #trans literature #trans books #lgbt lit #lgbt literature #lgbt books #horror #fantasy #trans man #own voices #red john is my boy of the year! i adore him! i actually downloaded it twice first time for free second time for the suggested price #bc i loved it so much #itch.io

[transbookoftheday]

Body After Body by Briar Ripley Page

In this long novella or short novel inspired by the Mountain Goats & John Vanderslice concept EP Moon Colony Bloodbath, three indentured, memory-wiped laborers at a crumbling storage facility make some unexpected discoveries about the genetically engineered mutant bodies they tend each day. Sex, drugs, violence, cannibalism, psychic powers, a catgirl (sort of)…

Body After Body is the lurid, dreamlike, amoral queer/trans sci-fi trash literature at least four or five people have been waiting for.

#body after body #briar ripley page #transmasc #trans book of the day #trans books #queer books #bookblr #booklr

[talbotgrimes]

Did this

#idk how to tag this #catgirl engineering #dbd #dead by daylight #the blight #the wraith #talbot grimes #philip ojomo

[sinshiney]

i would love to know about the non-existent griddlehark Jupiter ascending au. please.

nnnNNNHGGG YESSs okay so, this is also technically a Nova au because I love when Harrow gets to punch things.

Gideon is the genetic match for Jod's late daughter, Prince Kiriona, and she replaces her as his new heir. She works at a Renaissance Faire during the summer between semesters at university and makes extra money by selling her plasma.

Since Kiriona's death, the Lyctors (Mercy, Augustine, and newcomer Ianthe) have been arguing over how her inheritance should be divided up and Gideon showing up throws a wrench into everyone's plans. Ianthe was hoping to use Kiriona's death to rise in the ranks of the Lyctors, but realizes that she's being shut out by Mercy and Augustine. She sends Harrow (an indentured servant and former soldier/ Gideon's new catboy girlfriend) to retrieve Gideon with the intention of getting into Jod's good graces.

Coronabeth and Camilla are mercenaries who have been working the RennFaire for weeks to get close to Gideon. Corona keeps trying to murder her for Ianthe's sake, and Camilla is trying her best to keep Gideon from walking straight into sexy, sexy death. Harrow shows up, makes a lot of noise, inadvertently sets half the faire on fire, and immediately kidnaps Gideon.

That's all I've got so far! I just thought it would be really fun to have an angry Nova catgirl supersoldier who's Jod's perfect killing machine but she only weighs 8 lbs and Gideon keeps scritching her ears. Plus the actual TLT parallel of people constantly dressing Gideon up like a doll. Also, Harrow gets to break up Gideon and Ianthe's wedding.

Also also, please consider the 'i like dogs' scene:

Gideon : Maybe it's my genes. Maybe I have defective engineering, too. [moving closer] And if that's the case... is there any way to fix it?

Nova: [backing away] You are royalty now. I'm a Splice. You don't understand what that means but... I have more in common with a cat than I have with you.

Gideon: I love cats. I've always loved cats.

Thanks for coming to my TED talk

#long post #jupiter ascending #Jupiter ascending au #griddlehark

[dnd-writes]

Aeong

AO3

Tags: catgirl!Olivia Hye, furry, pet play, oral sex, edging, food play, fingering, finger sucking, squirting

“Purrrrrr…” 

“Nggg… Hyunjin… stop…”

You feel something lick you on the cheek, a long, dry, rough lick across the side of your face.

“Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…”

You try to remain quiet and ignore her advances but all of a sudden something heavy presses onto your chest. The weight made it hard for you to breathe so you were forced to awaken from your cozy rest.

“Aish, Hyunjin.”

You finally give in to the annoyance and sit up, holding the nuisance in your hands. “Mmmmeeeeooooowwwwww,” she purrs so loudly, it feels like holding a little engine in your hands. In an instant your scowl fades and a smile grows on your face. Who could stay angry at her? Certainly not you. How could anyone? With how cute her little face is, how beautiful her big brown eyes are, how soft and smooth her orange fur is, and how soft and mellow her tiny meows are.

You quit staring when she starts squirming in your hands and meowing at you, alerting you of her need. “Oh God, it’s already 8 am. I’m so sorry, Hyunjin. Come on, let’s get you fed.” You let go of Hyunjin and she sprints out of the room and down the stairs with you not long behind.

Hyunjin sits patiently by the bowl. You give her a quick pet and give her her much awaited breakfast before heading back to your room. You close the door behind you to prevent any more intrusions with your rest. However, as you try to sneakily slip back into bed you alert the other occupant. Either you caused too much of a fuzz as you got in or your naughty hands woke her up, could be both but it was most certainly the latter.

“Mmmrrrrrooooowwwwww…” yawns your faux feline friend beside you.

“Good morning to you too.” You nudge yourself closer, feeling her smooth, naked sides slowly. You nuzzle your mouth into her nape and she purrs in excitement.

Your girlfriend, Son Hyeju, is a cat girl. It was definitely weird from the beginning: Hyeju used to meow and purr randomly, while it put you off slightly, you just thought it was a quirky thing she was doing and decided to brush it off. Then she slowly started acting like a cat, walking on all fours and licking herself and you, now things were starting to really weird you out but your love for her was strong so you just let it slide. Then she started buying cat stuff, you were about to say something but then she surprised you with a little kitten, brushing all your worries away in an instant.

It was a nice diversion but it wasn’t enough, she really wanted to be a catgirl and she wanted you to accept it but you weren’t showing any signs of warmth. Taking things little by little wasn’t doing the trick so Hyeju took a leap of faith and went to a whole ‘nother level, a level she knew you couldn’t resist - sex. 

One day you just came home to Hyeju wearing the hottest Catwoman cosplay you’ve ever seen and nothing turned you on so much, you didn’t even know it turned you on so much. You didn’t know if it was the tight spandex that clung to her curves, the newfound cat-like demeanor, or just Hyeju in general being unexpectedly spicy in the bedroom. But one thing was for certain and that was the immediate click in your head upon laying your eyes on her, the two of you fucked until the morning, never forgetting that night and what happened in it.

From there she ditched the Catwoman cosplay for a more generic cat costume, from every week, it now happened every other day. Then she ditched the cat costume for a more simplistic style: plain cat paws for her hands and feet and cat ears for her head, from every other day, it was now everyday. Finally, she touched up her look with a cat tail buttplug, a collar with her name on it, and ultimately losing her “human” clothing - just walking around the place naked save for her get-up. All of a sudden it was her way of life, just something you found yourself agreeing with because of her persuasions, not that you really minded anymore.

And now you’re here, laying in bed, spooning your catgirl of a girlfriend. “We’ve got the weekend to ourselves, babe. Do you want to do anything today or are we just gonna lie down and sleep?” you ask rather redundantly. Your free arm hooks over her and starts to slowly tease away at her clit, enough stimulation for a few little moans and purrs but not enough for proper satisfaction.

“Purrrrr… Ngggh, c-can I have some milk, oppa? I’m hungry.”

“I knew you’d say that, c’mon.” 

“Mmmeow~”

You turn over and toss your boxers away. Hyeju springs in joy, perhaps even more excited than you are. She takes her spot between your legs like always, her hips high in the air, posed just like a cat stretching. However, before she could advance you stop her. “Hyeju, we talked about this. No paws, right?”

In an instant she whines, flashing her signature mad kitty eyes and cute pouty lips in an act of defiance. However, you counter with a move of your own, you grab the packet on your table and shake it above her. 

“You love this right? You want some?” You await an answer but she was too focused on the snack to even listen to you, words just flying through her ears. But the long, articulated “Mmmeeeooowwwwww” was the only approval you needed.

All sense of contempt flies out of the window as Hyeju feasts her eyes on her favorite snack, salmon-flavored biscuits. It was her favorite treat in the whole world and she would do anything just to get a taste of it. “No gloves… please?”

“Hmph, fine.” With a sigh of defeat, she takes the gloves off, all with a scowl on her face, throwing it both playfully at your face. Upset, but compliant, anything for those delicious biscuits.

You relax in your spot as you let Hyeju do her work. The heat coming from her mouth paired perfectly with the cold coming from her small hands, it sends a dainty little tickle through your spine. As much as she was dying inside craving for those treats, she was still very playful. She loved to play, loved to tease. As always, she loved to play as an inquisitive cat.

She stares at your cock wide-eyed as if seeing it for the first time. Even without the gloves her hands still maneuvered like paws, balled up slightly, taking light jabs on your shaft. However, her curiosity got the best of her, striking just a little too hard, she sent your dick swinging and it hit her on her face. It made her hiss while it made you chuckle.

As the saying goes, “Curiosity killed the cat… but satisfaction brought it back.”

“Come on, Hyeju. Be gentle,” you tell her. Calmed and tamed, Hyeju returns to her playful and jolly self again. 

Shaking her ass, waving her tail, as if conveying the excitement of a real one. Hyeju starts with licking the tip, tasting the appetizer. Her tongue soft and wet, one of the few things about herself she can’t turn into a cat, very grateful you are that she couldn’t. 

Her soft muscle meets your hardened one, quickly springing into a steady rhythm, darting across and around your swollen tip. Hyeju giggles at you writhing to her tease, a sinister mock on that evil cat’s face as she toys with her helpless prey. She finally takes you into her mouth but not all the way, just enough for you to be barely satisfied. These were one of the few moments she had you tamed for once. She liked the way you twitched in her mouth with absolute need like a cat pinning a powerless bird under its claws.

There was that subtle glint in her eyes that you didn't really see elsewhere. While the teasing was relentless and tedious, you grew to enjoy it. You enjoyed it mostly because Hyeju herself enjoyed it, proven by just how much throbbed under her care and just by how much your breath hitches everytime she took it just that one extra step deeper into her.

The room was silent, not a car going down the road nor a plane flying overhead. It was so quiet you could hear your shallow breathing as well as the soft squelching coming from Hyeju as she slowly bobbed her head. 

Hyeju’s plump lips finally make it all the way down to your base and you just couldn’t help but moan loudly from how perfect the sensation is. Hye-ven you like to call it, you lie back as Hyeju sucks the life out of you, you could feel as if you were about to ascend into another plane of existence, to paradise. Every blowjob from her felt like a call from the other side, inviting you to go into the light. But time and time again, just as you were about to reach for the bright glow Hyeju stops, pulling you back down and preventing you from passing away from pleasure.

Even in times like this, even when she’s about to get her morning milk, Hyeju loves nothing more than to see your cute, grumpy face as she edges you.

“Meoooowwww~” There she goes again, cutely mocking you but it only serves to wipe off the glare on your face. You combed her hair and gave her pats. She was truly like a cat, a little nuisance but a cute one at that.

Hyeju continues her mind-numbing act, her hand slowly working your shaft while her mouth attends to your sack. She stared at you with great intensity as she put her lips around a ball, so feisty yet seductive, relaying her message of control very clearly despite you both already well aware of the clutch she had on you at that moment.

“Mmmmmm~ These feel so full, oppa. You’ve got lots of milk for me today don’t you? Meow~” You could only nod at the sound of her sweet voice, between her slow, soft strokes was your slow, heavy breathing. All you could muster was a faint “Yes,” as you tried to hold yourself together, you didn’t even know what you were agreeing with, too numb to even comprehend simple words.

Alas, even for Hyeju all things must come to an end. She could sense it coming just by the look of your face. She takes your entire cock back in her mouth and that simple bout of the warmth of her oral orifice makes you send it all out. Her hand aids her, pumping you, milking you of every last drop. Your legs were shaking beneath her, such an electrifying sensation. Once you were completely drained, she showed off her tongue, glazed in a fresh coat of warm, white cum - but your vision was too fazed to even notice.

Hyeju took her time with it, sloshing and playing around with it in her mouth then taking it all down with one big gulp. “Ahhhh. Meow~ Always so delicious, oppa! Now can I have my treats? Oppa? Oppa! Mrrroooowwww!!!” You were still half-passed out and unable to respond but a simple playful scratch from Hyeju across your bare chest was enough to knock you off your orgasmic high.

“Ah- Yes, yes, I’ll get you your treats.” 

You sit up against the headrest as you shake the packet in her face. Hyeju wagged her butt even more now at the thought of her favorite snack. It was her favorite flavor too, salmon. It went sold out from time to time despite it being one of the more expensive flavors at the store. It being a non-regular snack for her made her excited for it even more.

You motioned for her to come over and in an instant she was seated on your lap. She looked up at you, purring into your neck as she awaited you to feed her.

You poured a few biscuits onto your hand and offered it to her. While Hyeju’s mouth was busy munching down on those you had other plans, in particular, a different part of her. Specifically the hot spot where your cock was planted at. While your dick was still recovering, you opted to use your other hand instead.

Just a mere touch on Hyeju’s pussy sent a jolt through her body, she was sensitive but more importantly - needy. Now the tables were turned around on her. Even without words you could tell just how needy Hyeju was, she was dripping so much over you. You could even see a dark spot staining the sheets from where she laid down earlier. Unlike Hyeju, you weren’t really the teasing type, you preferred a more direct approach. 

This would serve as another treat but also a little payback for the teasing she put you through. Hyeju lightly bites down on your hand as you insert two of your fingers inside of her. It was a rather tight fit but her juices were enough help for you. You slowly ramped up your pace to the point where it was overwhelming her, making it harder for her to eat. Hyeju was starting to close her legs shut but you pried them open with your own.

Opposite with your dick, Hyeju made quick work of the delicacies presented to her, already down to a few more bits left and it hasn’t even been a few minutes since she started. But it wasn’t only eating she’s doing on your hand, you could also feel her tongue taking sneaky licks on your fingers. She thinks she’s being slick with her moves but you could tell her intentions very clearly, the difference between cleaning off crumbs and tasting you was subtle but you picked up on it. Her spit was getting everywhere, down your arm and also down her chin.

Soon enough Hyeju was finished with her snack but her mouth kept going. Subtle turns to obvious as she starts sucking on all of your fingers. You aided her, slowly pumping your hand in and out of her mouth while Hyeju bobbed her head. You peer over at her and her eyes are closed, really enjoying herself from the pleasure brought by your fingers.

Though it seems like you gawk at Hyeju too much. She swats your hand away from her pussy and continues the job on her own, this time much stronger and faster than you did. 

Unoccupied, your now free hand looks for the next best thing - her chest. Your hand latches onto a breast, soft and heavy all the while barely fitting in your palm. You always wondered why you didn’t spend more time with these two ladies and that’s when you remember Hyeju’s God-send of a mouth. It’s probably why she has such a chokehold on you, why you all of a sudden obliged with her fantasy. In reality you were the pet, leashed by lust and pleasure.

Hyeju lays her head on your chest, fingering herself like no tomorrow while keeping your fingers in her mouth. You squirmed your fingers inside of her while Hyeju did the same to her cunt. Her tongue wrapped and sucked on your digits like it was another dick and you pumped her face like it was a second pussy.

Within a few seconds you could feel the liquid sensation coming from between her legs and you look up to see Hyeju spraying the other half of the bed that you two weren’t on. It was due for a change anyway, at least you two made the most of it while it was still there.

You thought it was already over, preparing yourself to get up but Hyeju kept your hand at bay and before you could speak, her other hand was already on its way into your mouth. Hyeju savored the salmon-y taste left behind on your hand while you slurped her cum off of hers.

-The End-

#kpop smut #loona smut #olivia hye smut #kpop #loona #olivia hye

[retroactivebakeries]

You can tell that the world is fundamentally wrong because the arc icons from Chuubo's Marvelous Wish-Granting Engine aren't included as emoji in every app. If I could post about gender and catgirls with the lurid icon you people wouldn't know what fucking hit you.

[penguin--person]

she makes puns. shes had stickers on her for years and never taken them off. shes a catgirl. shes transfem. she can grieve. if you befriend her as a child she gives you +10 reasoning and +10 engineering. she likes to play tricks on children. shes the best ever. shes an ai. she can feel compassion. shes invaluable. shes the only thing keeping the exocolony together. i didnt say her name but she popped into your mind didnt she

#i was a teenage exocolonist #iwatex congruence #CONGRUENCEEE I LOVE YOUUUU #i gotta write a fic for her or i will DIE #not now but OU

[weathermanpolls]

#polls #genetic engineering