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kentray · 1 year
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Roy Kent parallel
Oh, Roy, let it go! Let it out! Show your true self to the world. Let the people you love see you for all you are.
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msixkima · 1 year
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rewatching Spirit for the first time after like 13 years got me sobbing on the first 0.5 seconds of the dreamworks intro😭
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jerich0two · 2 months
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Also, while I'm at it, here's a belated
Intro Post
because I've been more active on Tumblr than I thought I would be (which is always the way!)
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(Who-Am-I Stuff)
I'm Jericho, but feel free to shorten that to Jeri. Born 2006, baby (formatted so I don't have to update this post every year with a new number). Any pronouns are fine by me!
I'm aromantic and asexual (all the way; turned up to 11; the whole 9 yards; etc., etc. No gray/demi here, so far as I know!). Wouldn't normally consider it relevant, but I've posted a fair bit of aroace-related content, so I feel like it's worth mentioning just to be clear!
(What-I-Do Stuff)
I'm not entirely sure what I plan to do with this blog yet (or how long my little streak of activity will last), but for now, I'll probably just post fan art (and likely only fan art, despite self-indulgently drawing my OCs 24/7). Also, reblogs.
(Personally, I don't think I have a consistent art style. You won't catch me using the same brush two weeks in a row! But I hope you like what I make regardless haha)
Hazbin Hotel dragged me into the spotlight very abruptly, but I like other stuff too! Lackadaisy and Spider-Verse in particular. I'm not Hazbin-exclusive! Fab show though.
(If I think of anything else that I ought to put here, I'll edit it in.)
(P.S. I don't consider myself a furry, I just like foxes /lh, and yes, my little sona/mascot fella was in part inspired by Fabian from Zoophobia! ^^ AND (while I'm sure the concept is as old as time) I was inspired to make the little intro drawing after seeing the one @/nouverx made! Remove the slash if you'd like to check him out, I don't want to bother anyone by tagging them ^^")
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iambittythings · 10 days
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Some foxes for you, this fine Friday! This little fella was half of a pair I made for Furnal Equinox. They hadn't been planned, but the fox I had in stock sold at the last minute before the convention, and you can't go to a furry convention without a red fox or two, it's just not done.
I'm mixing it up for Anime North, with a collection of kitsunes, so keep an eye out for those. :)
If you'd like a beast, please check out Bittythings and Beasts.
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outstandingmenshair · 11 months
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That is one fine, furry-faced fella fo’sho’.
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This story was taken from my old blog's drafts since it was nearly finished when I stopped lol.
@giugirl743 pretty sure it was you who asked for this.
Main 4 x reader - Adopting fluffies
Prelude:
It'd taken you slightly longer to finish your mission, leaving your partner to pace in his room, anticipating your return, or at least some news from you. He had half a mind to just go out to your location and find out what was keeping you, until you pushed the door open with your hip, a brown box in your arms.
"What took you so long?" He questioned, eyeing the box. "This, check it out." You laid it on the floor, opening up the flap to six little gruntlings, four of them looking similar with light grey fur, one with dark tiger stripe patterns, another a tortoiseshell of greys, but the two that stood out the most were the pure white one and pure black one.
Hank
- "What the fuck-" He's confused, these are perhaps the ugliest looking cats he's ever seen, tiny bumbling things without a muzzle or ears or even a tail. But he's easily won over as he sticks a hand into the box, the furry little fellas flocking to him, sniffing and rubbing against his arm.
- "Cute." He picks the melanistic one up, examining one of his teeny paws. "What the hell are they though? Some kind of... Cat-grunt hybrid?" "Seems like it. I found them in that box, along with a note saying 'Rejects, to be destroyed.' I couldn't leave them there Hank, I just couldn't."
- "You're lucky they're cute." By now the others had managed to climb their way out of the box, you shut the door to stop them escaping into the bowels of the base. "But what exactly are we going to do with them?"
- "Keep them of course, I don't know of anyone who'd take them in, and I'm sure as hell not leaving them outside to be hunted and killed. Look at them, they're just babies, they'll die Hank." Hank looked back to the black furball in his hands, he gave a pathetic 'mew' and licked Hank's thumb.
- "Doc is gonna be pissed with you." Doc is indeed pissed with you. "That's six more mouths to feed, six mouths that can't earn their stay, six mouths that need to be constantly monitored. You're a fucking idiot."
- You meekly held out Snowball, the albino female, to Doc's face. "How can you say no to her?" The others crowded around his feet, mewing and clawing at his trousers, pleading their case wordlessly.
- "For the love of- Y'know what, fine. They're your problem, I don't want to deal with them. You and Hank can sort it out between you, and if you can't, get rid of them, I am not helping you with them at all."
- Hank treats them like pets, he finds bowls for food and water, cat toys to keep them entertained, getting them collars with little bells so you can hear them because he's nearly stepped on them so many times. He also gets pet beds, which never actually get used because the furry gang all sleep on your shared bed.
- The little buggers shed a lot, Hank has gone through so many lint rollers trying to keep his trench coat clean. It doesn't work, the second its fur free, the fuzzy assholes climb all over him and get fur on it again.
Sanford
- "Whoa shit, look at that, haha-" He scoops the tortoiseshell one out of the box and looks her over. "Funny looking thing aren't you? Like a grunt, but... hairier."
- "Reject clones, agency was going to euthanize them." "What? But look at em! These things are just little babies." "I think that's the point honey. Agency is out to kill us, remember? Can't do that with furry babies." "I dunno babe, these things could kill with their cuteness, just like you."
- He takes to the lil furballs well, thanks to his massive frame he can easily carry all of them, a frequent sight around the base is four fluffballs clinging to his shoulders, one on his head, and the last in his arms. If anyone questions it, he just replies with "They're my kids."
- Similarly to Hank, he'll bring back goodies for them to play with, tiny mouse toys, balls with bells inside them, those fishing rod like tease toys with feathers on the end.
- He wasn't joking with the kids remark, mother hen mode is activated, he won't even allow Doc to tell them off if they eat some of his documents. "They're just little babies, they didn't do it on purpose, look at them." They 100% did it on purpose.
- When he's alone/thinks he's alone in the base, he'll talk back to them when they mew at him. Ford doesn't understand them, but he'll just smile and pat their little heads. "Oh, is that right?" "No, it's not dinner time yet." "You're right, they are a lovely parent, aren't they?"
- If Sanford falls asleep before you, expect no room to cuddle him, the fluffies have already claimed him as a snuggle buddy.
Deimos
- "Oh shit, I haven't seen one of these in ages." He picks up a pure grey one by the scruff and it squeals in protest. "Dei! Hold them gently or not at all!" You chastise him, taking the furry fella from his hand.
- "Babe, they're like every other clone, just smaller. And hairier. Trust me, these little bastards are just playing the long con, I know from experience." You raise an eyebrow at him. "But look at them, they're just little babies. You can't tell me they're sinister."
- "Babe, I know what clones are like, these guys included." He picked up another one, this time gently so you wouldn't get snippy with him again. "They just pretend to be pathetic little pets."
- "Pretending or not, I'm keeping them. If you don't like it, then you can sleep on the couch." He reluctantly let the issue go.
- The more time you spend with them however, the sweeter he starts to become. You're curled up on the couch on your tablet, Jet sits on your lap and watches Deimos approach and sit next to you, tossing am arm around your shoulders. Jet lets out a soft "Meep!" and leaps from your lap into his. Instinctively he brushes his hand down the melanistic furball's back as though he was a cat.
- Maybe these walking dust balls aren't so bad after all. Jet pukes up a hairball onto Deimos' tank top. "You motherfucker-" Or maybe they're just waiting for a moment of weakness to strike.
2BDamned
- "No." "I haven't even-" "I know what you're going to ask, and it's a no." "But Kyle-" 2BD shakes his head. "Honey, I can let a lot of things slide, but this is just weird. They're clones, even if they are pretending to be domestic pets, they think, walk, and talk like us."
- You put your hands over his and gave him the best puppy eyes you could. "They're just babies, we could raise them right." It doesn't take much to wear him down, he can't resist you, those sad gorgeous eyes, soft low tone, delicate frown.
- "You're gonna be the death of me. Fine. There are conditions, however." You don't let him finish, jumping into his arms and kissing his forehead. "Thank you." He exhales and shakes his head. "They're your burden to bear. If you can't care for them, then I will get rid of them."
- And he's true to his word, he doesn't feed them, groom them, play with them, nothing. It's entirely your responsibility. Hairballs? You're doing the washing. Poop/pee accidents? You're cleaning the floor.
- He refuses to warm up to them. To him, they're just little pests, no doubt one day they'll grow up and just be assholes to him anyway. And yet the little bastards won't leave him alone. Mewling and begging for his love, tiny paws pulling at his pant legs.
- Yet he remains steadfast. One night you find him leaning back in his chair, having dozed off during one of his many all-nighter sessions of work, Tiger has made his lap her resting place. Sitting in loaf position, the fluff sleepily chirps as you come over.
- You gently rouse 2B and guide him to bed, knowing he'll be cranky about a sore spine otherwise. Tiger follows, and in his sleepy state, 2B doesn't push her away when she settles on his chest to sleep as well.
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kissorkill15 · 6 months
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Schizophrenia: A Lorax Fanfic
By JJ
Summary: The Lorax finds out something interesting about The Onceler.
It was a beautiful day in Truffula Valley, and the Onceler was just getting his wagon ready. Why? Because he was going grocery shopping. He had his list, and off he was.
"Nice day, isn't it?"
The Onceler jumped when he heard that voice, he didn't know that this furry meatloaf was in his wagon. If he did, he would've thrown him out.
"What're you doing here?"
"I just noticed you were going into that human town again and I decided to go with you this time."
The Onceler felt his stomach drop. There's no way he was going to be seen in public with this little nuisance!
"You can't come with me!"
"Why not?"
"Because you just can't!"
"What? Afraid I'll embarrass you?"
"Yes!"
The Lorax just rolled his eyes and hopped to the front seat, not at all phased by the Onceler's outburst. "I promise I'll behave, beanpole.", he said. The Onceler rolled his eyes, not at all believing anything he said, but he reluctantly gave in.
"Fine, you can come. Just don't let anyone else see you."
The Lorax looked to the ground, "Oh that won't be a problem."
When the two got to the grocery store, the Onceler went straight to the dairy section and started looking for milk. Then he went to the meat section for turkey, bacon, steak, and chicken. Then he went to find eggs, strawberries, oranges, bananas, grapes, wine, juice, and of course, his personal favorite, marshmallows. When he was finished, he paid for his groceries, and took them back to his wagon. But when he went back, he noticed that the Lorax was missing.
"Melvin, where'd he go?"
The mule pointed his head to the store.
"You have got to be kidding me, I SPECIFICALLY SAID DON'T LET PEOPLE SEE YOU!"
The Onceler ran back into the store, and bumped into someone along the way.
"Excuse me, sir, but have you seen a small furry orange thing anywhere around here?"
The man just looked at him blankly, "No.", then he just left.
The Onceler ran all around the store, trying to find that annoying furry meatloaf, and asking so many people if they've seen him. Unfortunately, everyone he asked didn't know what he was talking about, and just looked at him like he was crazy.
"Excuse me, mister."
The Onceler turned around to see a little girl, not just any little girl, the same girl who broke his guitar once.
"What do you want?"
"Are you looking for something orange and furry?"
The Onceler's eyes lit up, "YES! YES I AM, WHERE IS HE?"
"He's by the book section."
The Onceler charged towards the book section, and finally found the Lorax, scrolling through children's books.
"Enjoying yourself, Moustache?"
"Very much."
"Well, I want to go home, and I don't want to have to explain to the animals why you're not there. So come on."
The Onceler picked the Lorax up by his waist, about to walk out of the store when someone caught up with him and put a hand on his waist.
"Are you alright, sir?"
"Yes, why?"
"Because you're clutching your chest."
The Onceler was confused. "I'm not clutching my chest, I'm carrying something."
"No you're not, I don't see anything there."
The Onceler's face turned pale. Oh no, not again. Please not again, he thought. "So you don't see anything in my hand?"
"No, sir."
The Onceler put down the Lorax and told the person that he was just feeling a little under the weather.
After that, the Lorax felt a little worried for the tall fella. Maybe it was his fault the whole incident happened, he decided to confront him about it. He ran up to his house and climbed up the window, and he saw the Onceler was filling a glass of water and took out a small white can.
"Beanpole-"
The Onceler held up a finger, shushing the Lorax mid sentence. What the Lorax didn't expect next was for him to take a fork, and stab his own hand with it, unleashing a blood curling scream.
"Jeez, what'd you do that to yourself for?"
"Just making sure you're there."
The Lorax just looked at him, puzzled. "Kid, what're you talking about, of course I'm here. You can see me, can't you?"
"I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know? Kid, I'm right here, and what's with the white can?"
"They're called pills. It's a type of medicine, humans use it to keep themselves in shape."
The Lorax still didn't get it. "Why would you need something like that? You're already in shape."
The Onceler sighed, but he began explaining. "I have a condition called schizophrenia, it's something where you can see things that no one else can. I was diagnosed with it when I was 11. I was just giving Melvin a bath, and I thought I heard him talking, I heard him say how he likes it when I give him a bath, and I was speechless, and over the moon. I ran to my brothers and told them what happened, but when they went to see Melvin, they didn't know what I was talking about. They told my mom what happened, and we went to the doctor. The doctor diagnosed me with schizophrenia, and said that I needed to take pills to keep it under control. I've been taking these pills ever since."
The Lorax looked like he'd seen a ghost. He never knew that this kid had to go through stuff like this, people thinking he's gone mad when he can see things no one else can. It made him sad.
"I don't think your schizophrenia is the problem."
The Onceler stayed silent as he waited for the Lorax to explain.
"Long ago, I was an almighty among humans, back then when people could see me. They graced me with offerings, wrote me songs, and prayed to me as if I were a god. But back then, I didn't trust humans, I saw them all as selfish, entitled, lazy, worthless slugs. I made that very clear one day, and they stopped giving me offerings, and they stopped believing in me altogether, then they lost their ability to see me. Since then, it has been declared that only the ones who have a deep connection with nature shall be able to see the almighty Lorax.
The Lorax looked up to see the Onceler, his eyes welling up with tears, and it looked like he'd already swallowed his pill. Without warning, he pulled the little guy into a big hug.
"That must've been hard for you."
"Yes, it was. But I've gotten over it, so no need to worry."
The Lorax realized something.
He realized that even though the Onceler was irrationally optimistic, a little self-centered, cocky, and not so smart, he was still into nature. After all, he did grow up on a farm, and he was best friends with a mule, and had all of the animals in Truffula Valley wrapped around his finger, so it made some sense that he was able to see him.
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Well well well is time to talk about one of my favorite underrated friendships, i already mentioned that Rouge and Sonic should be menaces together and join forces to mess with Knuckles 😂😂😂👌 but there's another character who in my opinion is the best suited to be Rouge actual best friend and that is...
AMY ROSE 🌹💓
And I call this friendship the ROUGEROSE! or ROSEROUGE, whatever you like more
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Even though we didn't see much of these 2 in videogames interacting in my opinion there's a lot of potential in their relationship, honestly they might look like polar opposites and still have a lot in common and compatible personalities... (As long as they don't portray them as their worst personalities showed in some games and comics that are totally wrong and don't represent their true selves 😤😤😤, you know: the whiny loud pushy stalker and cruel mean selfish bitch excuse you writers?, Scroll down to see my other analysis and you'll see examples of that 🤮)
As i see them they're are both hot tempered, strong but femenine, they have obvious crushes, they like fashion, they have fun banter and also they are two of the first female characters introduced in the sonic universe first being Amy and followed by Rouge.
I know that maybe this is an unpopular opinion since usually Amy is seen more often with Cream and Blaze and they look totally as besties but... You see... Rouge is often only seen with Shadow and Omega... For missions 😔 and I wondered since Rouge is the only friendly one of the team Dark that actually is seem attending parties and stuff with who she would spend free fun time as girl time quality and the only one who crosses my mind is Amy also talking about Amy i know Cream might look like her best friend (sonic and tails style) but given she is even younger than Tails, she actually has a mom and lives with that mom and probably that mom wouldn't want her little girl to be in unnecessary danger and also spend more time with her... And then Blaze is a kick ass girl but she is a princess from other dimension with a lot of responsibilities... I don't know, to me it makes more sense that Rouge and Amy would spend more girl time together than with the other 2 🤷
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Things i saw in the last games that increase this mindset: in Sonic forces the only female characters we see are Rouge and Amy and in that last racing game i heard voice clips of Amy calling rouge Girlfriend and saying : "where's the Rouge i know and I love" OMG Rouge! How many people told you that they love you! Amy is first 🥺🤭
Another thing they are the principal girls that are shipped with Shadow, this not a coincidence 😂😂 there's a reason Shadow is rival of both knuckles and Sonic I'm just saying 🙂
Also they kind of remind me of some Anime girl friendships, the one i recall right now is Lucy and Cana from fairy tail don't you think?
And I want to praise the evolution they had in the comics, in other posts i showed examples of they antagonizing each other but finally they saw their wrong ways and compensate us with this kind of interaction at their best if their personalities
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Rouge all physical friendly with Amy hooking arms and fighting alongside her and Rouge appreciating her and telling shadow she had to rely in other hedgehog this time 👌👌👌
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The two queens calming down their brothers and preventing them to fight their respective boyfriend 😏😏😏😏😏😏 👌👌👌👌 interpret that as you wish fellas 🤭🤭🤭
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And this!!👆👆👆 THEY WORK GREAT TOGETHER, fighting together i love it as much as I love when Rouge teams up with Knuckles!😭👌
But like... Seriously they deserve to have quality girlfriend time together, i love them both so much 🥰🥰🥰, if they both appear in the third movie I'm sure they will want to hang out as the only furry alien residents in earth 😁😁
And a curious information i found... Turns out that at the beginning of Sonic Heroes development Rouge was going to be originally part of the team Rose 😱😱😱 but well, it turned out just fine anyway.
Come on SEGA show us how much you love us and give us more girlfriend time RougeRose!
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Galladrabbles - Shapeshifter!Ian Firecrotch!AU masterpost
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Hello, beautiful people!
I decided to do a masterpost for this Galladrabbles series to that I can collect all the episodes :)
I have no idea how long it will be, but we will see!
Drabbles under the cut with the prompts :)
Prompt: Spoiled
He couldn’t admit it back in the Southside, but Mickey always knew he was a cat daddy.
So, when the huge orange tabby started harassing him until he allowed him in his apartment, he happily let him in.
“Alright, Firecrotch, here’s your tuna,” Mickey scratches the cat’s head. “You are a big, spoiled fella ain’t ya?”
Firecrotch purrs back and gets to his back paws to reach Mickey’s chin and rubs it with his head.
“Oh, you really like me huh?”
Mickey could swear Firecrotch grinned at that.
“Guess I’ll keep ya.”
Firecrotch meows mischievously.
His plan worked just fine.
Prompt: Comfort
It was a fucked up day for Mickey so when he comes home and is met by Firecrotch’s loud purring he can finally smile.
Mickey always leaves a window open so that Firecrotch can come and go whenever he wants, especially when he is at work. When Mickey is at home, though, Firecrotch is always there for him.
He lets the cat headbutting him and Mickey kisses his furry throat, smiling at the trembling from his consistent purring.
Being comforted by Firecrotch is surely great but not enough.
Mickey opens Grindr looking for a quickie.
Firecrotch does not like it.
Prompt: Fresh
Mickey’s attempts to hook up with randos failed miserably since Firecrotch is his regular guest.
After the last guy had to run from his apartment with fresh cuts on his hands and arms, Mickey understands that his fucks cannot happen at home.
He grabs his phone from the counter -and he could swear that Firecrotch was reading that open conversation, but then again, this bratty cat is driving him mad recently.
“You are lucky you are cute, Red,” Mickey chuckles, while leaving.
As soon as the door closes, Firecrotch is out of the window with a precise location in mind.
Prompt: Heat
Mickey is where he has to meet his hook-up, a black guy with dreadlocks who promised him a BBCTM , a sweet Big Black Cock.
He waits for ages -10 minutes, he is nobody’s bitch and he waited too long already and when he is about to leave, he hears a warm voice from behind.
“Mickey, right?”
“I never gave you my name-“ when he turns, Mickey is surprised to see a redhead guy instead. Hot, sure, but not what he was expecting. “This an ambush?”
Redhead smirks. He can feel the heat already. “Nah. Just, MilesBBC-89 couldn’t make it.”
Prompt: Back in Time
If Mickey could turn back time, he probably wouldn’t agree so quickly to have this ginger stranger -Ian- following him home.
It’s completely out of character for him to trust someone like that. Especially in those circumstances.
He only remembers protesting very weakly when Ian offered himself instead of MilesBBC89.
It’s his scent -it confuses and arouses him like never happened before. He feels like he is under a spell he can’t break.
“I warn ya. My cat is an asshole. He’ll scratch your ass outta the apartment,” says Mickey, looking for his keys.
Ian grins. “I highly doubt that.”
Prompt: Shadow/Moody/Buttercup
While Mickey is expecting his moody cat to jump on Ian the moment they enter the apartment, what happens instead is the redhead pinning him at the wall.
The truth is, he is so pent-up that he won’t protest anyway.
Not when Ian’s scent inebriates him so much.
Not when Ian bites his neck and scratches his back like this.
Not when Ian purrs, moaning that he couldn’t wait to have him.
And, sure, Mickey understands instant attraction, even for one-night-stands, but what the hell is going on between them?
“Who the fuck are you?”
“The best you’ll ever have.”
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hydrxnessa · 2 years
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welcome, dear traveller!~
Commissions are open !!! -> hydra/ness/sen || he/she/they || genderfluid + bisexual -> i'm a filipino artist residing in the uk, just vibin and chilling -> currently this blog is focused on my OCs, but also Roblox: DOORS/Rooms can appear from time to time !!
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-> ok uhh let's see if i can add more about myself ... -> i'm 17, currently studying (A-Levels) maths, further maths n computer science! i'm a shameless furry, i like dinosaurs n dragons a little too much, i play video games (mostly singleplayers since multi gives me major anxiety!!), my favourite food is lumpia, i Hate bugs (heavy arachnaphobe), i'm the ceo of the colour ourple, aaaand uhh im a pretty anxious fella
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kentray · 1 year
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❤️ Valentine’s Day Plans, Anyone? ❤️ 😂😂😂
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softsnzstuff · 1 year
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So so so sorry I’m late to MY OWN freaking game lol. Hi @snzfluff, I was your Secret Santa!!
I’m a big Doctor Who fan too, but I’m ashamed to admit I have NOT yet seen the thirteenth doctor in action as I stopped watching when I started college.
I watched a TON of compilation videos and I watched her first episode bc I love Jodie Whitaker - this may be slightly OOC but I tried so hard, I hope you like it - Enjoy this drabble about the doctor and an alley cat! 😭❤️
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A chilly breeze flowed through the TARDIS. It usually functioned so smoothly, but after some uncharacteristic wheezing noises, it ended up in a back alley of New York circa ~1924.
One of the doors was slightly ajar. The Doctor had poked her head out, trying to figure out where and when they had landed.
“Right, so this isn’t what we wanted…” she muttered to herself, disappearing back inside, coat flowing behind her.
“Alright you,” she said aloud to the TARDIS, “time for some diagnostics.”
Walking around the control panel, she trotted down some stairs to the underside of the thing, looking for the source of the issue. She rubbed at the underside of her nose as she scanned with her sonic.
“Hmm… snf - everything looks fihhh fine- ii’chuu! H’its’iyue! TssiEW!”
Her blonde hair moved with her as she bobbed down with each sneeze. She whipped herself back up, trying to refocus.
“Whew! Bless me…” she chuckled, turning the Sonic towards another piece of machinery.
She flicked the Sonic using a swift wrist motion and analyzed the results given.
“And that’s snff not it either…bugger. ii’tchIEW!”
Retreating back up to ground level of the TARDIS, she shivered slightly, pulling her coat tighter around her. She glanced towards the front, noticing the door being ajar. She walked forwards to close it, looking around the room.
She thought she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. Nothing more than a shadow, but she’s certain she saw it. Sniffling against her wrist, she crept along the edge of the TARDIS, looking around for the potential intruder.
Although she was confident, she was also on high alert. Her nose was tickling - an incessant buzzing that she couldn’t ignore for much longer. She scrunched her nose hoping it would help, but it ended up having the opposite effect.
Her eyes fluttered shut as she pitched forwards once again.
“Hey’ishuu! eh’kSH! TssCH! Eht’CHEW!”
When she looked up again, there was a black and white cat sitting on the control panel staring at her.
“Meow?”
A grin crept across her face.
“You’re a sneaky little fella aren’t ya? Think I might be allergic to cats now!” She exclaimed.
The cat blinked at her and then pawed at the zig-zag plotter, trying to get it to move.
“You’re a genius! How could I be so stupid. Of course it’s the zig-zag plotter!”
From where she was standing, she took two steps to the left and then pulled down hard on the zig-zag plotter, the cat jumping down and rubbing against her legs.
The TARDIS immediately jumped back into action, the familiar whirring staring up again as the Doctor smiled and laughed.
As the box she called home began to dematerialize, she looked at furry creature.
“Guess we’d better find you a name. Looks like you’re coming with me… eht’CHIEW!”
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fly-sky-high-09 · 1 year
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Sometimes I would wonder about my associative state towards my physical existence, how much I don't often connect it to myself as a person and how it does not bother me as such lol
I don't like being treated as a woman specifically in a situation of "this isn't something a woman should do" and similar context but not bothered in others
How I don't mind being overlooked just because I am not the standard kind of feminine or pretty for an afab
How, if it was to happen like it did many times when I was younger, being mistaken for a man I wouldn't mind at all
How I didn't mind being called a digimon of a toad for most of my middle school, even if they were meant to be derogatory insults used to hurt me, the idea of being those things suited me just fine
I get this is all some sort of agender feeling but when it comes to trying to imagine myself looking like something, I either imagine a vague, almost a blurry picture of what I can remember how I look like in the mirror or just the snail fella I recently got adapted to draw myself as
I genuinely lack connection to my physical self and personal self. They're not one in the same for me BUT I still respect and treat them as one that's me. Even though me as a person has far more value than my physical look, which to me is just an operating body I need to maintain so I can do things and if something is broken it will affect me on a personal level (so there is balance lol)
It's kind of why I also don't mind labeling myself as a furry while also being adjacent, since I don't find my personality necessarily having that to feel like myself but it also can be, if I was to think about how I physically associate myself with the term
... it's confusing at times, so I just don't worry about it and roll with what ever. I get alarmed only if I'm not respected as a person. Also some of the contexts of the words and terms used for me. Derogatory isn't gonna fly any more, as much as I don't mind being called things other people may find gross or weird lol
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tigergendermoved · 2 years
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Fellas give me an animal that is not of the feline (feliforma is fine) variety I need to make at least one of my furry ocs not a cat for balance
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seaswalllow · 3 years
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i can’t stop laughing that some of the most feared players on the dsmp are... a green blob and an actual like. anthropomorphic pig. you see a flash of neon green and your heartrate goes through the roof. at the slightest hoofstep you’re already hearing kill-bill sirens. 
ah yes, a feared and revered minecraft pvper, american peppa the pig doom edition, and a speedrunner and pvper with CLOUT, the human variant of reuniclus. 
edit after doing tags: oh and don’t forget the respected pvper and hardcore legend, checks handwriting, a Literal Anime Character from Soul Eater or smthn???? bleach?? one piece??? idfk which one but if you see a bucket hat you’re already going through five stages of grief and then some more
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holdontorogers · 3 years
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maybe a little blurb where chris wakes up early to walk dodger (or you guys are just chilling on the couch) but dodger refuses to leave your side cuddled up to you?
࿐ 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐨, 𝐜.𝐞.
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠; chris evans x reader
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; fluff, rpf, this blog is still 18+ don’t forget that. sorry for any typos.
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 550
𝐚/𝐧; tysm for this request and sorry for taking so long! gif not mine! REQUESTS ARE OPEN!
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He could never grow tired of this view. It was a chilli fall weekend in Boston and Dodger was keeping you warm and happy while you both were sound a sleep. It almost hurt him to reach for the furry one and wake him. Dodger’s eyes barely opened and Chris tried to maintain quiet as he rushed for the dog calling him to go for a walk. Dodger however, had other plans. He moved his head and adjusted himself completely to you, falling back asleep in no time. Chris sighed but couldn’t help his smile. His favorite two in this world were really fond of each other.
 On a new attempt to catch the dog’s attention Chris went downstairs to get his leash and some treats. Dodger seemed more excited as he payed attention to him, unable to contain himself as he moves his tailed in anticipation to receive his treat. “We gotta go for a walk if you want this pal, you’re gonna have to move if you want this” Chris was whispering and really trying his best not to wake you, but his actions apparently annoyed Dodger as he sit and barked to the man holding his treats.
Slowly, you woke up to see the man you loved by the end of the bed holding a leash and dog treats, and then you moved to Dodger slowly petting and kissing him, making the furry one extremely content with the sudden attention. “So this is your way of taking him from me uh?” you cheerfully looked at Chris and hugged Dodger again. Chris shrugged and continued to watch your interactions with Dodger. 
 The dog apparently forgot Chris had a treat for him as he turned back to you and started licking all your face as he encouraged you to play with him and give him all your attention “okay, okay big one, I gotcha, let’s go for a walk”. You laughed and slowly moved out of bed. It was like magic, Dodger jumped from his place and happily followed you around as you changed. 
Chris was in absolute awe, as he watched the dog who was soundly asleep not only five minutes prior. “Okay now, c’mon” you looked at him with a raised brow as you encouraged him to continue his whining “I’ve been here, all ready, treat in hand, trying not to wake you and look at that” he pointed to the energized fella walking around you ready for the day “you know you can’t go anywhere right? He will follow you no matter what and I cannot lose either of you”, he had a genuine smile on his face and you happily sighed, finishing getting ready and walking towards your man. 
You placed a sweet kiss on his cheek and hugged him “I’m not going anywhere big guy, I am very much fine with my two boys around” you calmly petted Dodger again and the dog was so happy. You were happy yourself, acknowledging that this love you had around you was not only rare, but essentially everything you needed. It was a very happy family and you have never felted more loved. Neither did Chris, nor Dodger. It was the perfect scenario, and you were all okay to spending the rest of time just like that.
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