#or that cats purr when they’re happy to see you

[what-even-is-thiss]

Have you never spent a lot of time around cats but want to be friends with one? Some cat communication basics. Because I feel like it.

A cat approaching you doesn’t necessarily mean they want pets. They may just be inspecting you or hanging out.

If you want to pet a cat you need to ask permission first. The way you do this is you offer a finger or the back of your hand for them to smell. If the cat wants to be pet they’ll generally push their face or head and neck into your hand. If they don’t want to be pet they’ll generally walk away or just sit down.

Cats will usually ask for pets by rubbing up against you or possibly standing at your feet and meowing. When you think a cat is asking for pets hold your hand out and see if they rub up against you. That means they want pets. If they start walking away with purpose instead that means they want to show you something. If they meander off that just means they’re hanging out. No pets needed.

If a cat likes the way you’re petting them they’ll probably lean into it. If they like it a lot and you stop they might try to pull you back over with a paw. They might also squint close their eyes. If they don’t like it they’ll lean away or swipe at you a bit or show their teeth if they really don’t like it.

When they’re done being pet or sitting in your lap they’ll probably just peacefully walk away. This is good. They trust you but they’re done hanging out now. If their ears flatten or they start bristling and hissing you’ve done something very wrong or they’re afraid of you and it’s probably best to leave them be.

A relaxed cat’s ears usually point forward and are upright. If their ears flatten or point back they’re angry or scared and they’re serious.

Cats can purr for any number of reasons. If they’re sitting on your lap with completely relaxed posture (in a loaf with tail curled up, eyes happily squinted closed, maybe actively looking for pets from you and giving little cat hugs in the form of rubbing their face on you) that’s probably a sign of contentment. They can also purr to calm themselves down or try to heal themselves or others. Purring is one of those things that needs the surrounding context to be understood.

When a cat shows their stomach they’re comfortable around you but not looking for pets. Most cats don’t like belly scratches. Some do, but if you try to scratch a cat’s belly and they start acting angry it’s because from their perspective you’re the one violating personal boundaries here.

If a cat doesn’t like being picked up they’ll probably start struggling. If they’re very stressed out they may get violent but if they know you that probably won’t be their first choice unless said cat has a short temper. If the cat is neutral to happy about being held they probably won’t do anything at all. You can carefully drop cats when you’re done holding them. In fact they may prefer that to being carefully set down depending on the cat. Angle them down just a little when you drop them so they can land on their front paws first. This also gives them a bit of warning that they’re about to be dropped.

Most cats won’t lick you but if they do they’re trying to groom you. This means they see you as part of the family. This is fine. A bit weird but they’re trying to help.

If you try to act like you’re small and out of the way and avoid eye contact with a cat, the cat will see this as an invitation to hang out. This is why if you don’t understand or like cats and try to avoid them at parties or at friends houses they might try to hang out with you a lot. Lots of eye contact and making a lot of noise and making yourself bigger is the way to scare a cat off. Slow blinking and not acting excited is an open invitation.

Some cats have been trained a little bit by their owners. They aren’t obedient 100% of the time like dogs but they can be trained to know what some things mean and get accustomed to certain situations. Cats can be trained to like a certain noise like kissy noises or tongue clicking by making those noises when you feed or pet them when they’re young. It can also be demonstrated to them that patting the couch or other surface next to you is an invitation to come over. These are the most common things most house cats that grew up with humans know about. You can also ask their owner if there’s a noise they come to but if you don’t know, kissy noises, tongue clicking, or the cat’s name or saying something like “here kitty kitty” are the most common things a cat might understand as a request to come over.

When playing with a cat, moving your hand around on the ground for them to pounce on, waving a feather toy around, rolling a ball towards them, etc. they generally won’t use their claws. If they want to play they’ll start playing. This can look like their eyes going wide and them paying attention to the plaything, doing the prey butt wiggle, and swiping at the toy. If they don’t want to play they usually just won’t react to what you’re doing or watch you with disinterest and neutral eyes.

[semisolidmind]

Drops these thoughts in exchange for absolutely mauling your art.

Saved catnap would be down right horrifying to encounter in the woods-

If your just going for a quick walk, I think he’d just stalk you, ensuring you never get close to Angel’s property.

If you’re there for other reasons……well….CatNap has been debating making a new shire for Angel….(much to everyone else’s dismay and horror…)

And if the person sneaking onto the property has features resembling Angel (hair, eyes, clothing, etc), it gets a little…..off putting to into the barn….

(Also the image of CatNap just licking poor Angel while they’re sleeping beside him is so strong. Even more if he’s doing it to annoy DogDay and rub his scent on angel. Gotta lay your claim to your savior somehow!)

(oh god...catnap barn shrine.... consists of some stolen shirts, a comb, perhaps a throw blanket and some pillows, a picture (with anyone other than y/n scratched out) stolen from the mantle, a spare hairtie or two...anything catnap can get his paws on while the others are distracted or out of the house)

and the idea of catnap occasionally "borrowing" his savior has been on my mind. like, he'll get just close enough to them, quietly from behind, to subtly breath a little red smoke on them. just enough to knock them out. then he'll gently carry them up to his nest in the barns' hayloft. he just wants to hold them, but knows y/n doesn't trust him enough to really let him close.

he spends that time where they're knocked out nuzzling them and purring up a storm. he knows the stupid dog will be breaking down his door to retrieve y/n as soon as he realizes they're gone, so....catnap makes the most of his time with them.

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ive also been imagining a scene where y/n leaves dogday and the girls inside to make dinner, and goes out onto the back porch. it's dark, and they can't really see much beyond where the porch light can reach, but...they know catnap is out there. they can see the barest trace of his lanky silhouette in the trees beyond the barn.

his white pupils glow through the gloom. his heavy stare pins y/n in place.

with no better ideas, y/n sits, legs dangling over the edge of the deck. they maintain eye contact with catnap. after a beat of silence, they make the one noise no cat can resist.

pssp pssp pssp.

catnap is confused, if the perk of his ears and small tilt of his head is anything to go by.

but, he does take a slow step out of the trees, recognizing the sound as a summons. he begins to cross the yard, getting closer, never taking his eyes off of y/n. his slow stalking gait is anxiety inducing, but y/n tries to keep it together. they have a plan.

they want to get catnap more comfortable with them, with the house, to help better integrate him into their little family. perhaps a little TLC will make the stray cat more personable.

he looks ready to run despite his intimidating facade. his long tail flicks from side to side. curious, but cautious. his eyes never leave y/n.

catnap slowly gets closer and closer, eventually coming into the light. y/n always forgets how big he and dogday actually are; that sheer size is less threatening on dogday, who y/n knows won't hurt them. they're not so sure about catnap.

the massive toy looms over them in spite of his cautious, low posture.

y/n slowly raises their hands, palms upturned. an invitation.

catnap's eyes flicker to their hands for a second before returning to their face. y/n can only hope he understands what they're inviting him to do.

the feline slowly, carefully, steps forward. he sets his heavy head into y/n's palms. he begins to purr when they ever so softly begin to scratch his chin and behind his ears.

moving out of y/n's space, catnap backs away. quiet and uneasy, y/n lets him go. they know that the process of "rehabilitating" him will take time and patience. getting him used to them and the others will be a struggle. but for now, they're just happy that they could get him to accept touch at all.

he knows that the small, tentative smile on their face is...proud, perhaps. happy that he's accepted their care. despite his hesitation, he soaks in the feeling of his savior's hands on him. he can't remember the last time he'd felt a gentle touch. catnap leans into the motions, eyelids drooping a little in contentment. his white eyes remain locked on y/n's face, his pupils dilating a bit. they seem more at ease with him like this. he basks in their simple affection for several minutes, his purring the only sound; he's thoroughly enjoying the peaceful moment between the two of them.

however, a crash from inside and the raucous voices of the other toys startle him into alertness. his eyes widen, pupils shrinking back to slits and his ears lay flat against his head. he hears y/n gasp in surprise, pulling their hands back. catnap's a bit disappointed at the loss of their touch, but knows that it's better not to invite the ire of the other toys by lingering too long. the moment has passed, and he can feel y/n's unease growing again.

the large toy stalks off into the darkness. y/n waits until he's safely beyond the trees to stand and open the door. they cast one last look into the night before heading back inside to mediate whatever accident just occurred.

catnap, as standoffish as he appears, treasures the small gesture he's just received. he returns to the woods, pleased and purring to himself; thinking about the scrap of affection he's been granted from the hands of his beloved savior. he'll be sure to seek them out for more.

#the vibe between yn and catnap is so weird #its very much like befriending a stray #but the stray is somehow both standoffish AND obsessed with you?? #so it wants your attention so so so badly but isnt willing to get close for very long #poppy playtime #catnap #catnap x reader #technically

[lethalchiralium]

Happiness Headcanons

(NSFW at the end, as a treat 😌)

- There’s nothing more addictive to Simon than the love of his wife. (Maybe your smell, but probably not.) Simon’s never been consumed by love before (other than Winnie and Mellie) so he is just desperately wanting to protect that.

- He will hold Winnie up by an ankle and pretend he’s selling a prize fish at the market. (She giggles loudly and thrashes, he says, “Oh! ‘ve caught a live one!”)

- The 141 is over pretty much every weekend when they’re on base for long stretches of time. Most of the time they fuss over you cooking, so they bring takeout.

- Winnie likes to dress you some days. Usually it’s just a fun t-shirt and colorful sweatpants or jeans, but sometimes she tugs on a dress you haven’t worn in a while. “Please?” She’ll say, and you have literally no will to say no to her.

- The 141 calls you ‘Missus’ religiously. You’re convinced Price doesn’t know your real name. (He knows your name, he just finds it funny to call you ‘Missus’.)

- Simon secretly LOVES to wash your hair on wash days. He’ll learn your routine from back to front without your knowledge and ask one day to wash your hair. You don’t recall a time since that you’ve had to wash your own hair when he’s home.

- Simon started to learn to love snow when you two started dating. You brought him home to Maine, you were then snowed into your family cabin with just Winnie. Watching her play in the snow was one of his favorite moments.

- He sits at princess tea parties without complaint. Will chat with the cat on duty, who is trying to steal Winnie’s plastic cups. (Missy has had to be held before she starts tearing up stuffies.)

- You always make Simon’s tea first before your own drink. You take time to make it perfect, all because you love seeing him smile as you hand him his “Best Dad Ever” mug.

- Mellie vocalizes to herself to sleep. When she started saying “Dada”, she’d say that to get herself to sleep. Freaked Simon out the first time he heard it on the baby monitor.

- Winnie has an obsession with ice cubes, only because she feeds them to Missy. (“Mama! Ice coobe?” “No, baby. You gave her enough.” “But-“ “No.”)

- Simon can’t figure out how to braid hair for the life of him. It’s somehow too much finger movement, you laughed at that statement.

- There’s a dress you lost in between moving from America to England to be Winnie’s nanny (then subsequently her mom), it was your favorite dress ever. And Simon’s been looking for an exact copy since you two started dating. (He has it in a box in the attic with your due date on it, a surprise for birthing his next baby.)

- Winnie loves seeing you in dresses, she always squeals and compliments you on how pretty you are. She makes you comfortable in your own skin.

- Mellie likes to be wrapped to your chest, little fingers holding onto your shirt as you pick up around the house. She usually falls asleep after fifteen minutes, she just loves to be close to you. It’s the safest place she could ever be.

- Simon likes to lay on the couch with his leg hiked up on the back, so when you come to lay on his chest, he can trap you in. Surprise trap style. (You don’t have the heart to tell him you see it coming every time.)

- Simon plans dates every week.

- You buy tickets to sports events or concerts once every few months and beg him to go. He always says yes.

- He doesn’t sing at all. He’ll hum, but that’s about it. (Which is a lie, he sings little lullabies to his daughters to get them to sleep most nights.)

- Gaz is the go-to babysitter, but if they need to go somewhere overnight, they go to Price. You’ll give Soap a chance every once in a blue moon, but he usually gets drawn on. Head to toe. And is the only uncle who gets terrorized by your five year old. (Simon calls it karma.)

- Missy obviously adores Simon, but when Simon’s busy with the girls, she’ll rub up on your legs and purr like a motorboat.

- Mellie crawls a lot, but she usually likes to pull herself to stand next to the couch - little face staring you down as you sit down. “What, baby? Wanna snuggle?” A little hand reaches up for you, you’re quick to scoop her up and lay down with her. (You always kiss her cheeks, she squeals and makes kissy noises back.)

- You kiss him before you fall asleep every night. The one night you didn’t, he thought you were mad at him. Turns out you were sick and didn’t want to get him sick, but he was incredibly butt hurt about not getting a kiss from his wife.

- Winnie’s favorite color is green. It offends Soap to high heaven since he believes she must secretly be Irish. (Simon nor Winnie’s birth mom are Irish.) You’ve taken the liberty to decide that Mellie’s color is purple.

- Simon takes over laundry and dishes most days so you can recuperate. Raising an almost six year old and almost one year old while having somewhat on and off morning sickness is difficult. (He takes over all duties when you’re essentially locked in the bathroom all day.)

- Gaz and Soap will show up unannounced and essentially push your children to the living room. They’re making blanket forts and drawing with crayons on big sheets of paper. They’ll sit and watch movies, excited that the girls love to spend time with them.

- Winnie’s lunch box and backpack are green and decorated with flowers, she loves them both.

- Simon likes to be held. He’ll shift in the night so his head is on your chest, hands on his back. Hearing you breathe calms him. Hearing your heartbeat helps him breathe easier. (It’s hard not to think about how much his family would’ve loved you.)

- Simon writes down what kind of makeup you like to wear so he can order them if you’re getting low. (No makeup? That’s great too! Man’s purchasing you skincare and nice little lotions, bath bombs, and perfumes. He likes to pamper his beautiful wife.)

- Mellie refuses all vegetables except carrots and broccoli. She’s repeatedly thrown the ones she doesn’t like at her father, so you’ve temporarily stopped making them for her. She’s as happy as a clam.

- You have been looking into getting Simon the dog he wants. Either a Rottweiler, Doberman, or King Shepherd. It’s just hard to buy a £1500 puppy without the fraud alert going off on your joint bank account.

- You ask Simon to paint your nails sometimes. He doesn’t think he could do it right so he refuses and hands you enough quid to go to a nail salon.

- Winnie loves Barbies. She maybe has five of them that she take a great care of. She always requests her father to play with her. Simon always says yes, but is only allowed to play with her favorite Barbie - the one that looks like you.

- Your engagement and wedding rings are a matching set, both expensive and high quality. Simon worked for years without anyone to spend it on, so he saved and invested. It’s not enough to retire on, but it’s enough to buy your matching rings, the matching bracelet, necklace, and earrings. (Yes, he’s still paying that credit card off. No, he doesn’t regret it. He loves watching your face light up with every piece he gives you.)

- He also buys you another bracelet, one with birthstones on them - yours, his, Winnie’s, and Mellie’s. With space for the next one, and maybe another after that. (What can the man say? He can’t wait to see your pregnant belly, it’ll be the first time he’s ever seen a partner of his actually grow his child. He’s excited to wake up every day and see you. (If fifteen year old Simon Riley could see him now, wanting to wake up every day.))

NSFW

- Munch this, munch that, Simon doesn’t go down on you unless asked. He doesn’t think he does it that well, but he’ll do as you ask.

- He unknowingly made you into a pillow princess. His body aches after sex a lot of the time (His injuries that healed wrong) and he’s so conscious to make sure you are comfortable at all times. So if that means he keeps you laying on array of pillows, so be it.

- You do love to ride him though. It’s not often as it requires a lot of energy from you, and you’re almost always exhausted. You just like to watch his eyes roll into the back of his head, the way his Adam’s apple bops as he sucks in air, licking his lips. He’s quite literally your personal art gallery, you could stare at him for days on end.

- He’s not confident in his head giving abilities, but he is very confident with his fingers. Your first orgasm is always from him rubbing your clit, doesn’t matter if it takes a little longer and more effort the more frequently he does it, he wants you soft and pliable so he can gently fuck you.

- Eye contact is huge for you. You trust Simon, you truly do, but there’s just something about how he refuses to look away from you sometimes.

- He’s quiet during sex, which means you’re mostly quiet too. You don’t want the girls to hear, even if they’re down the hall. So he’s extremely quiet, except for the soft grunts and breathy whispers. (“So good, meetin’ my hips like that. Keep rockin’ ‘em, love. Feels so good.”)

- He likes to bend your back sometimes, not often. Having you on your front, pressing his hips down so your back curls and he can go deeper? He’s a mess.

- He gets pussy drunk a lot. He drooled on your chest once, he tried to apologize but you swiped it with your finger and put it in your mouth. “Taste sweet, baby.” (That man immediately asked if he could spit in your mouth, you said another time. That or he could spit on your pussy, which he did ten seconds later.)

- A quickie in the shower is a must before work for him some days. If you’re not up for it, he’ll jerk off thinking of you.

- You like to wash him in the shower, which means you usually get to see him sudsy and clean, always from a below his waist angle though.

- You two don’t have sex every day, but it’s always every few days. More than most of your friends have sex with their partners. (Definitely more than Gaz and Soap can pick up when they’re home.)

- Sometimes he whispers how he wants you to have as many babies as he can give you, that he just wants to see you with a baby belly, how sexy you are being a wonderful mother. (He’s in adoration of you, even when he’s balls deep.)

- Simon is the type to ask Gaz to babysit, then reserve a nice hotel room so he can fuck you without restraint.

- He’ll whimper if you ask nicely and promise something in return. (For example, brushing his hair. Or holding his hair when he goes down on you and controlling where his tongue goes. Fun stuff like that.)

- You do appreciate a quick fingering since pregnancy hormones got you fucked up, you can’t keep asking to get bent over the bathroom counter or your bed because you’re gonna have a baby belly soon.

- As much as he loves having sex with you, he’s nervous to initiate. He knows you don’t mind, he knows you usually say yes, it’s just that he doesn’t want to take advantage of you. He knows what it’s like and he would simply put a bullet in his head if he EVER touched you when you didn’t want him to. He loves you too much.

#happiness series #happiness #lethal chiralium #lethalchiralium #simon ghost riley #simon riley #call of duty #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x f!reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost riley x wife!reader #simon riley x you #simon riley x f!reader #simon riley x wife!reader

[rippersz]

𝙲𝚊𝚝!𝙻𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚆𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜:

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These are my opinions! If you don’t agree, then add your own headcanons! The idea is taken from the mind of @masscared-star and their thoughts on feline Larissa Weems.

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Kitty Cat Larissa Weems is a white Turkish Angora feline. One of the fluffy ones with the thicker neck fur and ear tufts. Her tail widens toward the end and is very soft of course. Every part of her is soft.

Her teeth are very sharp. They’re still in human alignment, but the incisors and canines are obviously more cat-like. The premolars and molars, toward the back of her jaw, have more sharp edges. So she doesn’t hurt herself, her tongue rests in her mouth differently and has a very weird texture. It’s in between human, soft, and the feline, rougher and tougher.

Her pupils CAN turn into slits. Her ears CAN twitch and swivel and flatten. Her tail CAN swish swish swish. She also has a habit of stalking without realizing - walking with swinging hips and one foot in front of the other like that of a model.

She has PERFECT balance. Despite her height and stature, she will not fall. And if she does, she shall be graceful about it.

Heightened senses of course. She has an excellent sense of smell. Her eyes, however, function like a human’s. She can see all colors and has an innate sense of where things are so there’s no ‘bumping into things’ unless she’s somehow dizzy. BUT she CAN see in the dark. Built-in night vision. No hiding from her at night.

Ear scritches. Yes, ma’am. Scratch her behind the ears, be careful of her hair, and she will push into your hand without even thinking. It’s very comforting for her and sends lovely little shivers down her spine. Same with the base of her tail. She won’t respond in the same… interesting manner as a cat’s, but she will let her tail curl around your wrist or your waist. She has a lot of control over it.

PURRING. PURRRRINGGG SOMETHING IS PURRINNNGGG AND IT’S LARISSA WEEMS LMAO. She will purr whenever she is content. Head on your lap while reading. Eating a lovely little meal with you in deep candlelight. She keeps it low and soft when she’s in public, happy and proud of her staff and students, but otherwise lets herself purr as loudly as she wants when with you. - Larissa also has the ability to let out little ‘mrrow!’ chirping kitty sounds when she’s excited. If you show up with lunch for her one day and she’s not expecting you, she’ll perk up and the sound will leave her chest without any restraint. She will be embarrassed about it. You will laugh and she will be embarrassed and then when you give her a little kiss, she will purposefully nick your lip and you will go ow!! and she will go 'Gotcha.'

Showering…. hissss….. She loves showers so much, she does, because they are warm and she likes warmth, but they are also annoying. The pitter patter on her ears can irritate her, so she indulges in baths more. It gives her control over the touches on her ears and she actually enjoys grooming the parts of her that are feline. Although, if you headcanon that she has a proper cat form, she will not like water as much.

Her nails are sharp. She can’t help it. They’re painted red, yes, and they can be sheathed and unsheathed (like Enid’s, yes), but she tries to be gentle with them. When she’s angry or frightened, they shoot out - so just be careful.

Her precious soft ears are pierced, near the base by her head on the outsides, but those areas are sensitive. Not sensitive like ooooo but sensitive like ow please don’t squeeze there. She mainly wears pearls in those spots, because she likes the sparkle, but little golden hoops make the occasional appearance as well. - She does not like bows or things being placed around her ears though. Chances are she will not like extra accessories there. And she DOES NOT APPRECIATE YOU TRYING TO TURN THEM INSIDE OUT BECAUSE IT LOOKS FUNNY. You did it once and you have the nicks on your hands to show it. Worth the laugh though.

She hisses beneath her breath when irritated. A popping sort of hiss that rumbles from her throat and is often heard in the quiet of her office.

She’s quick. Crazy quick. It seems impossible but it isn’t.

LOUNGING. BASKING IN THE SUN. LOUNGING AND BASKING. MMMM SUNLIGHT. She will lay across her chaise and she will soak in the rays through the windows and she will turn around in her desk chair and just sit there until she nearly falls asleep. No, it’s not very productive, but if she doesn’t get her daily sunlight, she will be a little bit down. If you find her taking a midday rest on the weekend, full body facing the sun that filters through onto the bed, no you don’t. Don’t disturb her. Leave her be, purring away happily.

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:3 - Rip x

#rippersz #fanfictionwriter #fanfic #larissa weems #larissa weems x reader #wednesday larissa weems #cat!larissa weems #headcanons #larissa weems headcanons

[mochatsin]

WHEN MC GETS CAT EARS

When Solomon mistakenly puts cat hair instead of arctic fox fur, you grew cat ears and a tail by accident. As amusing as it is, you have to wait for Solomon to make a cure and it could take a while. How will the brothers handle this when you come home like this?

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Lucifer

How could the greatest sorcerer even make simple accidents like this? To think that years of experience would have avoided something like this, but these kinds of errors… well they aren’t that bad when he can benefit from this. 

You’re panicking about the sudden cat ears and tail. Yet despite the distress you have given your newfound features, he has this entertained look on his face. 

Normally he would sigh and shake his head in disappointment. This usually means that more trouble means more work he needs to deal with, but you don’t see that look on his face. There’s just this devious smirk instead.

“Transfiguration huh… well, that’s what you get for meddling along with the likes of Solomon. I guess it can’t be helped, you’ll have to stay like this for a while until that antidote hm?”

Lucifer already knew that the antidote would be ready the next day but he refused to let Solomon give it to you. Would probably ban him from entering the premises to ‘cause no more accidents.’ For all the trouble this sorcerer has given him, the least he can do was let him savor this. 

Anytime he would find himself frustrated at his brothers, he would find you and pet you right behind the ears where it’s best. He would treat you like a therapeutic anti-stress cat. It’s a win for both of you, since you love it when he scratches in just the right places and he adores it when you purr. 

Mammon 

He found you sneaking back into your room, hoping to go unnoticed but of course Mammon was already waiting by your door with his arms crossed looking very displeased.

He demands your attention after spending the day with Solomon (definitely not because he's jealous or anything) but when he sees your cat ears, he has this confused look on his face. 

Raising a brow, he would inch closer to your head for further inspection. “The hell you two doin’ over there? I thought you guys were doing alchemy, so what’s with all this get up? Where’d you even get these cat ears?” 

He probably won’t believe that it was real and pulled on the ears. When he gets a reaction from you, he starts blushing madly and quickly pulls his hand away out of pure panic. What do you mean they’re actually part of you?!

He would understand after you explain everything to him, then proceed to yell at Solomon after such a clumsy accident over the phone. But it’s not unwelcomed. He would hesitate at first, since he pulled the ears so hard, but once you let him then trust that this boy will not stop playing with it.

Mammon would steal glances at you often, watching as your ears move around every time you’re happy, flustered, or upset. It makes you more expressive that way and he enjoys seeing all sides of you.

Levi

Levi was excited because he was waiting all day for you to get home so he could talk about the latest episode of the anime he was watching. When he heard that you were home, he ran to your room to catch up to you.

He ends up bumping into you and you both fall. Just as he was about to apologize, he felt something… fuzzy brush up against him. Not only did he fall on top of you, he finds out you have cat ears and a tail too?!

Immediately pushes himself off you, apologizing repeatedly before running away from you at full speed out of embarrassment. It takes a while until he does manage to calm down and after you explain everything, his face would still be beet red. 

“Your tail is… really fluffy and soft. Unlike mine that’s all scaly. I… I like it! It reminds me of this cat girl from this anime ‘that time I woke up as a cat girl and now I have to-” and he goes on with the series, forgetting his initial embarrassment.

There was one time that his tail wrapped around yours while you two were gaming together and he only realized when you yelped, feeling it coil around it. You’re still new to the sensation after all so it took you by surprise.

Both of you are now incredibly red, and you had to reassure him that you didn’t mind since you’re not used to these new features. It takes him all the courage to even touch your tail again and he has a nervous smile when you let him. He actually enjoys it, but he won’t admit that (or can’t).

Satan

He was hoping to run into you to ask if you got any notes from Solomon after your little study session. The sorcerer is excellent with magic and hexes after all, maybe he knew a summoning circle that could trap Lucifer in place for hours.

He knocked in your room but there was no answer. It’s odd, since he knows that you’re home judging by the shoes you left at the door. “MC? Are you alright? I want to come in, if that’s okay” 

Oh no. despite how dependable Satan was, these animalistic features of yours would surely make him too ecstatic to help. So you hide yourself under the sheets pretending to be asleep.

He entered your room and saw that you were already in bed. It was so early, so he worried you were sick and walked closer to check your temperature only to see a… very fluffy tail peeking out of your blanket. Were you hiding a cat?

“MC… what’s that under your blanket?” you forgot about your long tail and decided to come clean before removing the sheets from you. The gasp he let out before running to your side to further inspect the ears and tail, he had the biggest smile on his face.

Two of the things he loves combined into one, to him this might be the best day of his life. The head pats are endless and after finding out that you purr every time he scratches the back of your ears, he is absolutely loving it. Would probably talk so much about the possible cat species you resemble. 

Is probably the most disappointed when the effects wear off. Though Solomon can make an antidote for this right? Maybe if he learns the recipe and gets some cat fur, he could see you with more cat species with no repercussions. After all… accidents do happen.

Asmo

You try so desperately to hide these new features of yours until you get everything sorted out with Solomon. But the hardest part is navigating through RAD with these, so Solomon leant you his hat to at least cover the cat ears. 

The door to your room is right there and you thought you were gonna make it, until you heard a familiar voice sing your name “MC~!!” followed by rapid footsteps.

You tried to reach for the knob as fast as you could but Asmo was quick to hug you from behind. You’re now trapped in his arms. “Where have you been all day darling? I’ve been waiting for you all day!” 

Unfortunately for you, the hat you were wearing fell off when he hugged you like that and your cat ears immediately popped up. He was silent for a while and stared at them, but then he hugs you tighter while he squeals. You don’t even get to explain yourself.

You never reach your room because he’ll drag you outta there and try out all the cute outfits that would match your feline features. Two hours was spent playing dress up with Asmo. He would probably put a bow on your tail.

Would take so many pictures of you while he has the chance to admire you like this. It’s not everyday his cute human can turn into one with cat ears. Would probably buy a matching headband and take so many selfies of you two together. (Satan would beg Asmo for those pictures of you)

Beel

You were trying to sneak into your room but since you’re so near the kitchen, it was only expected that Beel spots you while he was trying to golf down this entire slab of shadow hog meat.

“MC? You’re home late. How was your study session with Solomon?” He would ask as he walks over. When he does, he is able to see you desperately hiding the cat ears and tail that won’t stop moving around when you see him.

He gives you this confused look at first, struggling to grasp the situation. He assumed it was just an outfit until he saw your ear twitch, and it all clicked. Beel would ask if you’re okay and you explain to him what happened while you worked with Solomon.

He enjoys petting your ears whenever he can, especially when he sees that you’re enjoying it too. But he tries to avoid doing it whenever he eats something, especially some cheese puffs. He doesn’t want any cheese powder or crumbs to get stuck on your… hair? Fur??

He saw one time that while you were sitting on the floor trying to study, one of the brothers accidentally stepped on your tail and you yelped out in pain. You can expect his tall menacing figure standing behind the culprit. 

Afterwards he would want to stand next to you, protecting your delicate tail since he doesn't want to see you get hurt. Would be your bodyguard against a very curious Satan who would want to study your feline genes and an eager Asmo who wishes to dress you up. 

Belphie

When you were coming home, you spent the entire time trying to avoid the brothers. You thought that maybe you could at least get the night for yourself and wait for the inevitable chaos tomorrow morning as you finally entered the room and locked it.

You sat on the bed, wondering how you’re going to explain this to the brothers. While lost in your thoughts, you feel soft fingers brush up against your tail and you squeak. You jump off your bed only to find the youngest under your blankets. 

Of course, Belphie was in your bed waiting for you for your daily naps. He woke up to the sound of you locking your door and he planned to surprise you while he was under the sheets, but he was more shocked to see the tail that was moving back and forth in front of him.

“I didn’t mean to scare you, I guess I couldn’t help it when it moves around like that… Heh, it's really fluffy. It’s kind of like my tail too. Can I touch it?”

He would lie down and gently hold onto your tail. Like a cat on its back playing with yarn. He knows he should be careful since he’s experienced what it’s like to have your tail getting yanked or stepped on.

When you two would sleep together, he loves the feeling of your tail brushing up against leg. To him, it’s equivalent to whenever you stroke his hair and it helps him sleep more.

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[dynamic-power]

Steddie Time Travel AU, Back to the Past part 4

Part 1 | or read it on ao3

Hey, Steve. 

You aren’t going crazy, I promise. I don’t remember exactly what I read in this letter, but I’m going to do my best to tell you what I can. FIrst, and this is the most important thing, trust Eddie. You’re safe with him. Always. 

To be honest, I don’t actually know much. Just that when I was 19, I walked into the Upside Down and woke up in 2008. I don’t know what’s going to happen to me, the me from 2008, but I do know that you'll come back to 1986. We were successful when I got thrown forward, so I’m hopeful that means it’ll happen again. Though to be honest, who the fuck knows. I’ve only time traveled once before, I’m not exactly an expert. 

It’s June, so you don’t have to worry about work. You’re about to get some visitors, actually. Good ones, I promise. You’ll know most of them. They’re coming out for the week. They don’t know why, but we do. 

Here’s what I want you to do for now; take it easy. Sleep in that comfortable bed, hang out with people. Let Eddie care for you. He’s really good at it, so just let him.

I know this is weird. You’re nineteen and just woke up married to the Freak. Trust me, I know it’s weird. But I want you to soak it all in. Let yourself be happy for a few days, Stevie. 

Eddie knows to give you the next letter when it’s time, because we are going to have to fix this eventually. But I’ve got some things to do here, and you need time to get to Hawkins. So until then, enjoy this life we’ve made for ourselves. 

-Steve

P.S. Please tell Eddie that I love him and that I am coming back for him, no matter what. He isn’t showing it right now, but he’s freaking the fuck out. Thanks.

Steve reads the postscript one last time and looks up at Eddie. He looks curious, like he’s dying to ask Steve a million questions, but he keeps his mouth shut. 

“He says he loves you,” Steve says softly, smiling when Eddie’s eyes light up. “He also said that he’s going to come back.”

Eddie laughs, but unlike the unrestrained laughter from before, this sounds tight. “This is the kind of man you are. You’re probably in need of reassurance way more than me, but you still take a moment to make sure I’m okay.”

“We’re married.”

Eddie nods, sitting on the foot of the bed. The cat, a tuxedo with bright blue eyes, jumps onto the bed, bumping its head into Eddie's arm before padding across the bed to force itself into Steve’s lap. Steve scratches at its head and it begins to purr. 

“That’s Mothy,” Eddie says. “Mothman.”

Steve blinks at the cat. “Mothman?”

“Uh, Yeah.” He scratches at the back of his head with a small smile. “Wait until you hear about the rest of the furry mongrels we’ve let into our house.” He hums. “Okay. I don’t want to tell you too much, because who the fuck knows how this whole time thing actually works. But you should know some things. 

“First, like I said, it’s 2008. I know you aren’t from this year, you’ve told me that much at least. But I don’t know what year you’re from.”

“1986.”

Steve hears Eddie take a breath. “Oh,” he says, and it comes out so softly that Steve isn’t actually sure he’s said anything at all. “That’s why you were surprised to see me alive.”

“Yeah.” Steve sets the letter on the nightstand, covering the glasses and book and ring, and gently shifts Mothy out of his lap. The cat gives a small chirp in protest, but obliges and curls onto Eddie’s pillow instead. Steve shifts himself down the bed so he’s sitting next to Eddie. He reaches out and grips Eddie’s arm. “All of the shit with Vecna went down five days ago,” he says. “You- fuck. Eddie, where I’m from - when I’m from? - you died five days ago. You saved us. All of us. You saved me. I didn’t even get the chance to say thank you or- or- anything.”

And then Steve finds himself enveloped in Eddie’s arms again. The angle is awkward as they sit there side by side, but Eddie is warm and is holding him so tightly that Steve has no choice but to melt into it. 

“It’s gonna be okay, Stevie,” Eddie murmurs, squeezing him harder for a second before shifting back again. “I mean, look at where we ended up. It’s- it’s all so good. Our life together.”

“So we really are married.”

“Well, technically, no. It’s still not legal. But we kinda said ‘fuck it’ and had ceremonies anyway.”

Steve stands, trying to ignore how bare he feels in only a pair of boxer shorts, and approaches the dresser Eddie had just been rummaging through to investigate the pictures. 

He’s pleased to recognize most of the people in them. Dustin is there, with Will and Mike and Lucas. There’s one of Max and El, and another of Jon and the new guy that’s living in Steve’s guest room. Argyle. Then, of course, there’s the pictures of the brides and grooms. Nancy and Robin look splendid, Nance in a traditional dress and Robin wearing a white pant suit, but it’s the one of he and Eddie that Steve picks up to study. 

They are both dressed in black suits, leaning into each other with matching dopey grins. They look a bit older, Steve would guess mid-twenties, and Steve can’t believe how genuinely happy he looks. 

“In the 90’s,” Eddie says, “the four of us decided to commit to each other in front of friends and family.” Steve turns to look at him. He’s still sitting on the foot of the bed and he looks proud. 

“Family, too?” Steve asks, and when Eddie’s face falls just a little, Steve doesn’t have to ask to know why. Family, but not his.

“We were so surrounded by love that day, Stevie. Everyone that mattered, that cared about us and our happiness, was there.”

Steve swallows back the unexpected lump forming in his throat. “What else?” he asks, setting the photo down again. “Where are we?”

“Chicago,” Eddie says. 

“Really?” Steve asks, eyes going wide. 

“Yeah. We bought this house back in the 90’s, too. Good decade for us, the 1990’s,” Eddie says with a laugh. “I, uh, should tell you. We have-”

But he’s cut off by the sound of something playing an odd jingle on Eddie’s nightstand. 

“Fuck,” he says, using his cane again to stand. “That’s probably her.” When he gets to the nightstand, he picks up a small, metallic rectangle. Steve watches in confusion as he opens it and holds it to his ear like a phone. “Morning, lovebug.” He pauses, and Steve realizes it is a phone. But it can’t be larger than a wallet; it fits perfectly in Eddie’s hand. “Yeah, gimme a second and I’ll send your dad out to help you.” Another pause, and then he says, “love you,” and snaps the phone shut.

“Is that a telephone?” Steve asks, pointing to the small rectangle. 

“Oh. Uh, yeah. A cell phone. You’ve got one too, Stevie. We can look at it later, though. We need to get dressed. You’ve got someone to meet.”

“Who?”

Eddie’s grin is blinding. “Our daughter.”

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Part 5

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[danikamariewrites]

Cassian being a cat dad hc and the cat liking reader more than Cass, I beg!!

A/n: I am not a cat person but this would be so funny

You both decided you wanted a pet and thought a cat would be simple

Idk why but I can see Cassian loving a Scottish Fold cat

They’re fluffy and Cass wanted a cuddly looking cat

Cassian would go all out when buying things for the cat

It would have like 5 different cat condos

A bunch of different toys

And he’d buy a million different flavored treats

“He needs variety babe.” Cass would say

The cat would play with Cass and sit in his lap but really it would be attached to you

The cat just likes playing with you better, only eats when you feed him, and will only get in bed when you’re there

Cassian doesn’t realize at first

But after a month of this behavior Cassian was hurt

You walked in on him giving the cat a lecture about liking him and who brought him home

You make fun of him for it but while he’s gone the next day you talk to the cat like, “hey buddy, I know we’re besties but he really loves you. Try and cuddle Cass more than me ok?”

The cat magically listened to you bc he sat by the door waiting for Cassian to come home for lunch

Cassian walked in the door and he was so surprised to see the cat waiting for him and he would rub himself against Cassian’s boots and purr

For the rest of the week the cat stayed with him and he was so happy/proud

He would come into the living room just to show off that the cat liked him

Like, “Oh, hi babe. I’m just getting the cat a snack. Because you know, he likes sitting with me.”

#acotar #acotar fanfiction #acotar reader fic #acotar reader imagine #acotar imagine #cassian acotar #cassian x reader #cassian #cassian fanfic #cassian fluff #cassian x you #cassian imagine #cassian acotar headcanons #cassian acotar x reader #cassian acotar x you

[laura1633]

Your Charles in Max's lap is so cuteeeeee! 🥹 sometimes I can't help thinking that Jimmy and Sassy might think Charles is their fellow feline because all of them have brown fluffy hair/fur and green eyes but idk whether Jimmy and Sassy will love or hate Charles. Love him because he's our fellows! Or hate him because why daddy let that big kitty sleeps on his bed and eats human food! Or even pity him because why daddy makes Charlie whine and scream so much ;(

Since Charles just wanna be in Max's lap as much as his cats, I'd love to read Charles with cat ear headband that makes Max thinks that, for the first time in his life, he wanna fuck a kitty. His kitty. If you're okay with that ofc 🥹

Ahhh anon I am so sorry for the delay in responding but I hope you see this because this made me laugh and smile like crazy - I think I read the line ‘why daddy makes Charlie whine and scream so much’ like a million times!!’ honestly it was the highlight of my whole week!

To be honest I wasn’t sure how to write this one at all but I have given it a go because your message made me smile so much. It's only short but drabble below

“What are you wearing?” Max studies Charles curiously. 

“You don’t like them?” Charles grins and re-adjusts the little kitten ear headband he picked up at the store. It really was too cute to leave behind especially because Max is always calling him his third kitty. Charles didn’t understand the comparison at first but the more time he spends in Max’s apartment the more he realises that there are some striking similarities between himself and the home’s other resident felines. Charles sometimes makes a soft little happy rumbling sound similar to a purr and he is  constantly clambering on top of his boyfriend desperate for attention. Plus as much as Charles would like to deny it he does get awfully whiny when he is hungry. He’s come to accept that he is rather cat like, in fact it’s probably the reason Max loves him so much. 

“They’re cute” Max laughs, Charles actually looks rather adorable with the tiny little ears perched on top of his fluffy hair and his big beautiful eyes staring excitedly.

The Dutchman watches in fascination as his boyfriend sets the shopping bags down and then gets on to his hands and knees. 

“What are you…? “ Max’s words trail off and his brain short circuits momentarily as Charles starts slowly crawling towards him seductively, his movements almost cat-like in their elegance. 

“Don’t you want to pet me?” Charles teases as he climbs up on to his boyfriend’s lap and starts head butting and nuzzling against his neck. It’s meant to be a joke except Charles feels Max shift beneath him and realises his boyfriend is getting turned on. The Monegasque flicks out his tongue and laps up Max’s neck before going in with some smaller kitten licks.

“Charles” Max’s breath shudders out of him as he feels a warm tongue behind his ear, “I …” 

“You going to make me purr?” Charles coos. For a joke purchase the little headband is working wonders on Max, Charles is half inclined to go back and get the tail to match.

“Baby I …” Max groans as Charles grinds down against him, “You look good”

“You want to play with your kitty?” Charles’ heart pounds against his ribcage as he feels Max getting harder beneath him. The Dutchman is also breathing much heavier now, his ragged inhales and exhales making his chest swell over and over. 

“Yes” Max admits as he grips his hands into Charles’ waist. He’s got no idea why it’s turning him on so much but he’s chasing out Charles’ lips and kissing him desperately. 

Charles gives him what he wants at first. Kisses him back with just as much enthusiasm but as the Monegasque  pulls away and starts to tease Max gets to his feet and hauls Charles up in his arms - it's pretty much what he would do with any misbehaving cat, except he has rather different intentions towards this particularly kitty. 

Charles squeals as Max carries him through to the bedroom and places him down on the bed. The Monegasque lifts his hips and lets his boyfriend rip him out of his clothes, everything except for the headband of course. 

“You’re so pretty” Max hums as he strokes his hands over Charles’ body and smiles at how cute his boyfriend looks all rosy faced and with two little pointy cat ears. Charles mewls at the touch and pulls Max back down over him, this time nipping and nosing up his boyfriend’s neck as he gets impatient for more. 

Max laughs against him but gives up control almost instantly and starts to open Charles up, pressing his fingers into his boyfriend until he is stretched out nicely. It doesn’t really take too long, it’s offseason so they’ve been pretty much at it all hours of they day. Charles finds it a lot more fun to bottom when he knows he hasn’t got to jump straight in an F1 car afterwards. 

“Please - “ the Monegasque keens and starts pawing at his boyfriend once he’s ready, his little grabby hands reaching out over and over and trying to divert attention to where he wants it next. 

“My pretty little kitty” Max hums as he leans in and peppers Charles’ jaw with kisses. The Monegasque spreads his legs wide so Max can line up easily but as Max pushes in Charles hisses loudly. 

The initial stretch is worth it though and Charles’ hissing soon melts into happy little whimpers and whines as Max starts fucking him. It’s slow at first, gentle, almost reverent. Max’s hands skate over Charles’ body and stroke through his hair. 

As Charles gets more desperate he starts arching his back and scratching down his boyfriend’s body, his nails leaving red marks against the skin. Max seems to get the hint though, the Dutchman doing exactly as told and picking up the pace until they are both moaning against each other. 

Max mouths at Charles’ neck and thrusts deep inside him as he comes, the Dutchman groaning loudly and desperately reaching out to stroke Charles to orgasm second later. 

“Fuck, that was…” Max eases himself of out Charles and drops down on to the bed next to him, “Different. That was different” 

Charles can’t help but giggle, he thought his latest purchase would get him a round of laughter not Max heatedly ripping his clothes off of him. The Monegasque keeps his little ears on as he does the other very cat like thing he likes to do and curls his body around his boyfriend so they can take a little cat nap together. 

#lestappen fanfiction #anon asks #Lestappen

[jmvore]

Kisses, Cuddles, & Everything in Between 💖

› pairing(s) » cat hybrid!jimin x f!reader x bunny hybrid!jungkook › word(s) » 1.2k+ › warning(s) » cuddles, soft kisses, reader dealing with things and needing reassurance, not insecurity but just being overwhelmed, anxiety, so much love in one room, ai pictures of Jungkook & Jimin (obvi). › cc's playlist » love is you by chrisette michelle › a/n » thank you @/lostsozai for the dividers!

Jimin's purrs are lower and deeper than usual as the rain falls against the roof and windows. It creates a low soothing rhythm the feels equivalent to the beat of your heart. He has his head laid in your lap, all the while, his legs are stretched to accommodate the three of you. His fingers lazily trace over your mid-thigh tattoo, playing with your fingers to try and calm you. His way of trying to soothe you.

 Jungkook watches both of you closely, his long bunny ears slumped rather than standing tall because he can sense the awful mood you’re in. He knows you’re having a bad day and you know Jimin can sense it too. Your scent has been bitter and all they want to do is return it to its normal state. You know that's the reason why they’re clinging to you, hoping it'll help you feel better.

 “You know we’re here for you, Noona. Always and Forever,” Jungkook whispers, holding your waist tighter as he traces the intricate lines of your tattoo that travel down your arm. He lets you curl into his warmth to sulk and kisses the shell of your ear as a way of trying to comfort you. It seems to be working when he can hear your sobs turn into sniffles. “It’s gonna be okay.”

 “I-I know…” Your voice sounds broken as it catches in your throat. Your leg shakes as you take a deep breath to try and calm the anxiety building in your chest. You take to looking out of the window, seeing a family of four across the street trying their best to get out of the rain. It makes you chuckle, just a little even as you’re trying your hardest to hold back more tears. 

 Your heart feels heavy as if it’s sitting right on your chest cavity. You can’t breathe… Your brain feels as if it’s malfunctioning but you know you have to soldier on. Not only for your sake but for theirs too. You just wish Namjoon was here too but sadly, he had to work. He left with promises of bringing your favorite food home. You knew you couldn’t beg him not to go to work seeing as there’s a huge case he’s working on and he can’t take off at the moment. 

 As if sensing your inner turmoil, Jimin sits up to face you as it takes you by surprise. 

“We love you…” He mumbles, crawling to put himself right between your legs so he can bury his face in the crook of your neck to scent. He knows it doesn’t really work seeing as you’re not a hybrid and you don’t have a scent gland but it makes him feel better knowing his and Jungkook’s scents somehow calms down your spike. You do have a faint natural scent, however. It’s a soft spicy cinnamon scent that merges well with the rich aroma of Jimin’s caramel and apple as well as Jungkook’s ginger scent and since Namjoon’s faint honeyed scent lingers in the air, it’s the only thing keeping both of them from breaking down with you. 

You continue to pet the top of Jimin’s hair and comb your fingers right between his pretty blond and black cat ears. It’s cute how he closes his eyes to feel, rubbing his nose against your next and holding on to for dear life. He’s happy and content and now he just wants you to be too.

“I love you both…” You try your best muster up a smile to let them know you’re going to be fine but it ends up looking more like a grimace.  

“When hyung gets home we can all cuddle in bed,” Jimin proposes as Jungkook eagerly nods at his plan. That’s All you wanted to distract you from what’s going anyway. To keep you from crying your heart out more. “Noona…?”

“That sounds good.” You kiss Jimin’s forehead before laying your head back on Jungkook’s chest to try and breathe.  

“Are you at least feeling better?” 

“I’m fine. I’ll be fine. I promise.”

Jimin huffs, shuffling in his place to sit up to sit back on his legs. His hands are on either side of your face as he stares you right in the eyes. He’s been trying his best not to cry with you, Knowing Jungkook can’t handle it because he’ll burst into tears too. You try to look away but he holds your face in place as he squishes your cheeks and pouts. It makes your lips poke out like a blow-fish and both of them giggle at it. When they see you’re not laughing with them, however, Jimin sighs. 

“We’ll get through this together. I know it hurts and I know you’re trying to hold it together but it’s okay to cry. To let go. You can do that in front of us and we’ll be here to hold you and encourage you to keep going.”

“We’ll be here to help you keep going,” Jungkook says, wiping a stray tear from your cheek. Jungkook catches your eye, his smile almost blinding as the sun. His and Jimin’s eyes sparkle with so many stars it looks like your own personal galaxy that it makes you laugh to keep from breaking down more. Not from sadness, at least not anymore. But from the fact that you have two loving hybrids who want to make sure you’re happy and healthy.

#jimin x reader #Jungkook x reader #jimin fanfic #jimin scenarios #bts scenarios #jimin x you #jungkook drabbles #jungkook x you #jungkook drabble #jungkook imagine #soft fluff #jmvore #jungkook fic #jungkook fanfic #jungkook scenarios

[thecattishdragon]

Disassembly/Solver/Worker Drone headcanons

Disassembly/Solver/Worker Drone Headcanons

- Solver/Disassembly Drones like dark, claustrophobic places (Closet, underneath beds/couches, inside of boxes, etc), they’re comfortable to them

- Solver/Disassembly Drone tails follow dog and cat mannerisms, Wag when happy, wave in a slow, wide arc when agitated, tuck between the legs when scared, etc.

- Solver/Disassembly Drones have permanent wings

- Solver/Disassembly Drones have forked tongues

- Disassembly Drones make various animal noises ( Dog/crocodile/cat growls, cat/snake hisses, cat purrs, Dog whimpers, Cheetah Chirps, Cougar screams, etc.). Solver Drones can also make animal noises, but only the ones who have undergone the weird little transformation that Uzi did. (Crocodile growls/bellows, Snake hisses, Cat purrs, etc.)

- Disassembly drones' wings are more feathery and soft when relaxed and not aggressive.

- Disassembly Drones’ senses are heightened by like 30%. ALL of them (except taste). They’re all very ticklish. It’s the cutest and funniest thing. 

- Disassembly Drones have digitigrade legs, paws, and pawpads on both hands and feet

- Disassembly Drones have retractable claws on their hands and feet. If you squeeze their palms or pawpads, the claws come out like a cat

- Disassembly Drones’ optic sensors are basically actual eyes. Like- They BLINK. Not just the lights, they blink LIKE AN EYE.

- Disassembly Drones have another row of teeth behind their primary ones, like a shark. All of their teeth are sharp, with duller ones towards the back. They lose teeth often.

- Disassembly drones have built in heating systems as a way to get rid of excess heat. They can adjust the temperature and turn it off completely

- The Disassembly Drones have built a ton of “nests” around copper-9, which are basically just holes in tall buildings and the like. They basically serve as resting points for long hunts and places to store corpses and other things. Most have been abandoned and forgotten, but if you walk through the city, you’ll see a LOT of them. Most of them have old worker corpses, scrap metal, etc. You can tell if a nest was made and used by N because there are many shiny things scattered around that he found, stored, and forgot about when he stopped using the nest.

- Disassembly drones have retractable tail stingers

- Worker drones can carry things up to 3 times their weight

-. Some drones have freckles, which are just pixels on their visor that have glitched and are permanently colored

#murder drones #murder drones headcanon #Disassembly drone #CattishDragon posts

[nocturneabyss]

Hear me out…

I feel like if Leona was in a good mood (and especially if the both of you are dating) the lion will be cuddling up with you, pulling you into his lap, he would be playful or teasing. Bopping your nose with the end of his tail or softly pinching your sides, digging his fingers into you to hear you squeak and giggle. He would hold you tighter, and bump his cheek against yours (kinda like how cats do, lions are just big cats yeah?).

He would never do this when there’s a potential for people to come and see, so it would be limited to either his dorm, or the Botanical Gardens if no one is inside.

He has incredible hearing compared to humans, so the second someone is entering the gardens, if there, he’s putting a hand over your mouth and tugging you even closer. He’ll hide further in the cover of the plants and glare at the walkways through the plants, ears twitching and tail flicking in temporary annoyance until whoever came in leaves. The second they’re gone he’s back to poking at you, and teasing you. Prying little noises from you and grinning, before he will softly taunt you.

“Maybe I should call you my little mouse with all that squeaking. Herbivore doesn’t seem to be enough.”

“Oh? Ticklish here… no? Then why are you laughing so much? You shouldn’t lie to a lion, or a prince little herbivore.” (Queue you lightly shrieking as he tickles you more, holding your hands in one of his to prevent you from pushing away from him.)

Once he’s out of energy, he’s manhandling you into laying down, making sure you’re comfortable before laying down by you and resting his head on your chest. One of his ears is pressed right over your heartbeat. You cannot convince me that he wouldn’t love to listen to it, it’s just something so intimate that I feel like he would love, crave to hear even. He would never admit that, just claim that your chest makes a nice pillow. He would wrap his arms around you tight, he doesn’t want to let you go. Just put a hand on his head play with his hair, or pet his ears. Before you know it, he’s asleep, but this is Leona we’re talking about, so it’s no surprise. Just relax with him and try to nap with him, or enjoy this sleepy lion by admiring him.

When he wakes, he won’t show it, but would love it if you talked to him, thinking he’s in dreamland. Talk about how much you love him, what made you fall for him. Praise him, he lives for it (if you’ve seen his fairy gala vignette he was completely showing off the second he was praised. He shut down entirely hearing Vil find fault in anything.) Talk about how smart he is, he will prove it, watch him show up to classes slightly more, perfect score on everything. Mention that you are mesmerized watching him play Magift/Spelldrive, he will show off the next time you’re watching practice or the next game there is, I’m sure you get the idea.

I feel like he would only be playful like this once he knows for absolute sure that you are his one, who will stay by his side and love him for him. He has to know that you are not after his title as prince, or with him for the money he has. Leona had many, many doubts in the beginning of your relationship, and they continue to pop up from time to time, but please just continue to reassure him and stay right by his side, until you get it through his thick skull again. Please, just love him, sweetly and you will hear happy rumbles from him, a mix between a growl and purr, but not really purring. He’s happy to have you, and wants to make sure you know in little ways how much he adores you.

If you don’t know what to look for, it wouldn’t seem like he’s doing much, but he will have Ruggie bring you lunch with his. He will listen to you when you talk, mention something that’s interested you and chances are at some point it will show up at Ramshackle, doesn’t even matter if he wasn’t there, he’ll find out. If you’re doing homework for a class and you’re struggling, the lion may flat out give you the answer, or he will give you hints to nudge you towards figuring it out for yourself. Leona will make you take breaks if he sees you’ve been working for too long, using the excuse that he needs you to be his pillow. He’ll say he can’t sleep as well without his herbivore (again he likes listening to your heart beat), in reality while that’s also true, he doesn’t want you to get burnt out or frustrated.

Oh! I feel like this man thrives with skin to skin contact, it’s another soft intimacy that he craves, but will worry about keeping his King’s Roar under control. He will struggle for a long time with letting you hold his hands without his gloves on. It’s a worry that eats at the back of his mind, and he would never forgive himself if he hurt you in any way. It will take time to convince him that he has excellent control over himself, and his magic, that he will not hurt you. That he is an outstanding mage who will not allow his magic to control him. If it did at one point, it won’t happen now, that he’s come so far.

Leona’s love is sweet and playful when you’re alone after a long enough time. His love is also subtle and rocky from time to time, he’s still learning how to let someone in. Learning to love, and learning how to be loved. It will take time, it’s not easy, not by a long shot. It takes a lot of patience and a thick skin to date him, to get to know him, but it is so so worth it. He will cherish you for his lifetime when he finally lets you in, just please do the same to him. Be his partner is crime, his partner in naps, his partner in life.

Ok… I got carried away. The lion man may be taking over my thoughts right now, but that’s fine right?

<3

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar #twisted wonderland leona #leona imagines #leona x reader #twst leona #lovely lazy lion prince #twisted wonderland x reader

[bebx]

Random Art the Clown Headcanons

POV: you’re friends with Art

he’s spice intolerant, which makes him physically/anatomically incapable of eating/digesting anything spicy.

so don’t feed him anything spicy. he’ll get rash and itchy mouth.

and then he’ll get moody.

and Art unalives people when he is moody, to get him back to being his old happy and giggly self again. (or he’ll just start acting annoyingly childish, pouting and moping around, until the discomfort goes away.)

random af gifts. Art is a gift giver. that’s how he shows affection to the people he cares about (if there’s someone he cares about) — the gift varies from a dead animal to a human’s heart.

he doesn’t need a ‘special occasion’ to gift someone. Art loves surprises, aka when you least expect it.

he’s a clingy mf.

like a giant teddy bear who follows you around until you give him attention

Art doesn’t know what a personal space is, but he doesn’t like the sound of it. so… don’t expect it.

unless it’s his personal space that he wants, then he knows exactly what it means, and hoo boy, you better not cross the boundary when he is angry and wants to be left alone.

contrary to popular belief, Art is actually a decent driver (shocking. I know). sure, he likes running a kid over for shit and giggles. but if he’s going somewhere, he’ll concentrate on the road. not for the safety of other people but rather because he wants to get to the destination without a distraction. and because he doesn’t want to deal with unwanted attention from the authority (unless he feels like unaliving them when he’s pulled over, then he’ll drive like a maniac that he is on purpose. but if Art has somewhere he needs to be, he’ll just focus on getting there. and yeah… dude’s a pretty decent driver, actually.)

he doesn’t get sick often. but when he does come down with something, it’s a nasty flu that leaves him being bedridden for days.

Art is, without a doubt, THEE worst patient.

like… ever.

also, just like a cat, Art hates water.

he… has his own way of keeping himself clean and he does like a nice, warm bath after a bloodbath (no pun intended). he just doesn’t like getting wetted unexpectedly.

like walking down the street at night, stalking a potential next victim, and the rain unexpectedly pours down on him.

that will ruin his mood. not good.

Art has to be the one in control. always.

he doesn’t take no for an answer.

he’s super stubborn, too.

he never. ever. let anyone see him without the face paint. him without his face paint is his most vulnerable state.

if he ever willingly let someone be around him when he has no clown makeup on (without the intention of killing them later), it means they’re extremely special to him and he trusts them wholeheartedly.

that’s just… something no one knows if Art’s really capable of, trusting someone and letting himself be vulnerable around them.

love may be too strong a word for someone like Art. but if he likes someone, he’s super possessive — because they are his property — so if anyone messes with his property… let’s just say their body will be very hard to identify after Art’s done with them.

and like a cat, he purrs. obviously, he doesn’t speak or make noises, but he does purr softly from his throat. and if you have your head under his chin, you can feel his skin vibrate a little, too.

he secretly loves being cuddled.

basically, he’s a big cat.

let me know if you want more of these xx

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[jujumin-translates]

Sakuya Sakuma | [SSR] MANKAI Feature | Today’s Star: The Cheshire Cat - Part 2

Sakuya: Waah… they’re so cute!

Tsuzuru: Some of these cats are really tiny.

Sakuya: Sorry for making you come with me.

Tsuzuru: Don’t worry about it, I came because I like being with you.

Sakuya: Thank you so much…!

*Flashback*

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Sakuya: Of course, I’ll help with anything I can!

Tsuzuru: Okay, right off the bat I guess, but… can you tell me what comes to your mind when you think about the Cheshire Cat?

Sakuya: Umm… right.

Sakuya: It’s kinda hard, but… I guess to sum it up in one word, freedom.

Sakuya: He’s just like a cat in that sense, he does as he pleases…

Tsuzuru: Alright, then… while we’re at it, how about you let me follow you around closely on a day that you spend freely in your own way?

Sakuya: Huh!? Follow me around closely?

Sakuya: And spend my time freely… I know what those words mean, but what should I do?

Tsuzuru: Okay, maybe saying freely overcomplicates it, basically, you should just do whatever you want to do, Sakuya.

Tsuzuru: Like, go to someplace you want to go to or get something that you want to eat… and wherever that is, I’ll go along with you.

Sakuya: I see…

Sakuya: Okay, got it! I want to--.

*Flashback end*

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Tsuzuru: Never thought you’d start off with a cat café, though.

Sakuya: Of course, I wanted to come here myself, but…

Sakuya: I thought it might be a good reference for my role as the Cheshire Cat.

Tsuzuru: That is true.

Tsuzuru: But anyway, even though it’s been a while since I’ve been to a cat café, it’s still just as healing as ever seeing the cats.

Sakuya: Hehe, it really is.

Cat A: Nya~.

Tsuzuru: Oh, that cat is looking at us.

Sakuya: C’mere.

Cat A: …Nya.

Sakuya: There you go. Come get pets…

Cat A: Purr.

Tsuzuru: Wow, that one’s so friendly. She looks so comfortable, and she’s purring too.

Tsuzuru: I’ll… try to interact with the cats over here, too. C’mere.

Cat B: …Mrw.

Tsuzuru: Err… I’ll take that as a no. Maybe this little guy over here will let me pet him.

Cat C: Nya!

Tsuzuru: H-He ran away…!

Cat D: …

Tsuzuru: Oh, c’mere, buddy.

Cat D: Sniff-sniff…

Cat D: Mrow.

Tsuzuru: Hey! You seemed like you were a little interested in me.

Tsuzuru: Bet they were all super friendly before I showed up…

Sakuya: I-I’m sure they’ll warm up to you eventually!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Sakuya: Haaah, that was so fun…!

Sakuya: Going around the bookstore and seeing a performance by a theater company I’ve been interested in for a while after we went to the cat café…

Sakuya: It was all so interesting and really fulfilling!

Tsuzuru: Haha, it’s great, isn’t it?

Sakuya: And of course, our final stop to eat couldn’t be anywhere but here at Hanamura’s!

Shop Worker: Thank you for waiting. Here is your food.

Tsuzuru: Thank you.

Tsuzuru: Ooh, it looks as good as ever. Let’s dig in.

Sakuya: Yeah, let’s!

Tsuzuru: But like you were just saying, we sure did a lot today~.

Tsuzuru: Still can’t believe none of the cats ended up warming up to me. But I guess their I-do-what-I-want attitude is just one of the charms of cats.

Sakuya: Umm… was all of that okay?

Tsuzuru: Huh?

Sakuya: Rather than feeling like I was acting freely, I kinda just felt like I was ordering you around, Tsuzuru-kun.

Tsuzuru: Really? It didn’t feel like that at all to me.

Tsuzuru: I usually spend a fair amount hanging out with my younger brothers, so it was kinda just normal for me… at least, that’s how I felt.

Sakuya: Maybe for you that’s just an ordinary, everyday thing, but…

Sakuya: You came along with me to the places where I wanted to go, and now you’re having dinner with me.

Sakuya: So I’m really really happy and I had a lot of fun!

Tsuzuru: …

Sakuya: Tsuzuru-kun? Is something wrong?

Tsuzuru: No… I was just thinking something like that could be used for the script.

Sakuya: Really!?

Tsuzuru: Yeah. Thanks for giving me an idea, and thanks for letting me follow you around so closely.

Sakuya: I’m happy to hear that! I can’t wait to see the script.

Sakuya: Mhmmhm… Hanamura’s napolitan is truly the best.

Tsuzuru: Ah, here, you’ve got ketchup on your lip.

Sakuya: Wah, my bad…!

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#a3! #a3! translation #sakuya sakuma #tsuzuru minagi #// there are so many things about this driving me absolutely up the walls insane rn that i can’t even choose one to talk about

[lovelyangelbee]

could you write some little angel comfort hc’s? How he copes with his trauma and how the others help him when he’s little?

thanks! Love your writing

ofc! So sorry I keep getting this wrong 😭. And tysm for the compliment!

PII Little!Angel Dust Would…

🕷️Lot of trauma regression, like a lot. But his friends are a,ways there to help him!

🕷️Whenever he’s having an attack, he’ll think of his friends. How they love and support him and how they’re here for him. That can get him to temporarily calm down and get someone for help.

🕷️Husk is his main caregiver, but almost everyone helps out. Even Alastor, on occasion.

🕷️Whenever Angel cuddles up to Husk after a nightmare, the cat will purr. It’s just so comforting, to know Husk is there and here for him. And then Husk will wrap his wings around him.

🕷️Husk also lets Angel cry and fuss. It’s good to get out a scream when you need it, so Husk is more than willing to help.

🕷️Husk has also learned to help with panic attacks. He uses the ‘what do you see’ and ‘what do you feel’ method. It helps, a lot.

🕷️Charlie is another big help with Angel. She’s good at comforting, keeping him happy whenever it’s a not so good day for his regression.

🕷️She lets Angel play with her hair. It’s incredibly calming for Angel to just do what he wants. Braid it, run his fingers through it. It’s his choice, and that comforts him a lot.

🕷️Going off that, Charlie gives him choices. Like, the red sippy cup or the pink one? This blanket or this blanket? Footie jammies or a onesie? All Angels choice. It help him know that he’s in control, no one is forcing him into anything.

🕷️They all do this, Charlie just more than others as she understands best.

🕷️Vaggie’s good at knowing when he needs to be little. She’s really good at picking up the signs when he needs to regress. A mood change, a tired look, she’s got it.

🕷️So, she’ll gently take Angel aside to ask what he needs and if he doesn’t want to regress, she’ll try to convince him.

🕷️Vaggie will also deal with his pranks. She won’t get mad, she won’t yell, as she knows that would scare him and most likely trigger a panic attack.

🕷️Vaggie can also knit because I said so and she knits and crochets him a ton of spider stuffies as well as blankets. He loves every one. It’s also the easiest way for her to help him.

🕷️Niffty is the cutest little big sister to Angel when little. She’ll play any game he wants, always giggling along and letting him win.

🕷️She’s also, surprisingly, a really good cuddler. Once she’s calmed down, she’ll lay down with Angel and Fat Nuggets and snuggle write up to him. She’s like a slightly bigger stuffy!

🕷️Niffty does this a lot when he’s crying or having a panic attack. She’ll cuddle up until he’s calmed down, then go with him to get someone.

🕷️Alastor is…well, he tries. He’s not that interactive with Angel when little, but he’ll be nicer than usual. Like, he’ll dial his grin down a little if it scares Angel.

🕷️Alastor would also beat the shit out of anyone who so much as bothers Angel, aside from Val. It wouldn’t be wise to anger all the Vees, as amusing it would be.

#age regression #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel agere

[kaeyx]

Seeing the talk about cat boys and the few mentions of Atsushi being a regular catboy is crazy because that man is already a tiger catboy and everyone is sleeping on the concept of a feral little catboy. he’s only sweet in personality even if he never intents to be mean or scary. Like I think he’s have sharp claws and sandpaper tongue and sharp yellow eyes that make people weary to approach him even if he tries his hardest to play nice and hide them. He chuffs (tigers can’t purr) and full body rubs against you when he’s happy and content and wants to show you he loves you. He doesn’t need to do anything but bare his teeth and claws (barely even hisses, it’s that effective) at someone else when they make either of you uncomfortable or he gets jealous that they’re getting to close. They do say tigers are solitary animals so perhaps he is happy with just you and a few other dear ones in his life. He naps most of the time under the sun or under the bed (warm places) but he loses all fatigue when he hears the door open and sees you walk in after a long day. Sometimes he scares the shit out of you when you look into a dark hallways and see bright yellow eyes glowing the dark.

He hates wearing clothes cause he’s so much more sensitive and the clothes are itchy so you buy him very very soft and often sheer clothes that do little to hide his cute, fat little peach and thick thighs, soft nipples poking through the fabric and pretty cock on display. I really can’t decide if I want him to be hung like a horse and more than capable of rearranging a few of your organs, or have a cute little cock (or a pretty little tdick!!!) that you can play with or slap or ignore when Fucking him with a huge monster strap with an equally huge knot at the base. Maybe a huge cock that you use to a replica dildo, telling him how he’s getting fucked by his own cock and asking him if he’s enjoying being bred like a bitch in heat. His heats are unbearable and he has a whole collection of toys he needs to make it easy on you. Tons of unrealistically huge toys he loves to fuck himself on (that you’re sure would kill someone if they weren’t atsushi) and plug himself with cause he hates being empty. Many princess fat princess plugs and vibrators and fleshlights to use when you’re too busy or when you’re too tired and need s break.

N knee ways, I think he’d be a monster in bed but too in love and too sweet to go loose fully. Or at least not for a long time. He loses himself once in a while when he’s too stressed and lost in the sauce, claws scraping and slicing against skin, fangs digging themselves anywhere they can, and cock bruising your insides from how hard he’s fucking you. It would be so so easy for him to crush and kill you if he’s not careful with it. You will be a walking bruise when he comes back to it and apologizes so much. Licks you up with his tongue and if you want, licks all his cum out of you. Body incredibly physically strong despite being deceptively slender or covered in soft muscle and fat. If he’s feeling bratty or needy he uses it against you—holding you down and laying on top of you or making you late to work. Will even fuck you hard enough you can’t walk the next few days. If you have a cock it will feel like it’s going to fall off. It’s hard to punish him though, he’s always trying to be so good and only does what he does as a last resort measure. Also because overstim is a reward (never ending stamina and stupidly small refractory period) and edging/denial doesn’t work for long when he hits you with those teary eyes and raspy whines.

Over all incredibly expensive, pretty dangerous, and difficult to own and have such a sweet sweet boy who loves you very much

Oh Anon I am obsessed with all of this.....thankyou.....

#asks.answered #atsushi.bsd #atsushi smut #atsushi x reader

[second-star-to-motunui]

How Do Animals Love?

✨Feat. Savanaclaw; Leona Kingscholar, Ruggie Bucchi, Jack Howl. Bonus; Chenya✨

How do they give affection to their lover with their animal sides? Let’s find out!

They/Them pronouns for reader. MC is referred to as Yuu.

TW: Minor-ish NSFW for Ruggie’s part? Hyena affection is… interesting.

Lions show affection with head rubbing, grooming and licking!

When Leona sees Yuu, he pulls them into an embrace so he can nuzzle against their neck or lick their face. His cheek and forehead kisses turn into licks very fast!

Leona likes combing Yuu’s hair with his fingers and/or licking their neck until they fall asleep with him. Especially in the mornings! Their bedhead and sleepy face is so precious, Leona just wants to smother them in love. Lions often lay in comfy piles together, so he gets Yuu to cuddle with him every chance he gets.

“G’morning, herbivore… Aww, you still look tired. Come closer, let me at that cute face. What do say we sleep in a bit longer?”

Apparently… hyenas show affection by licking each other’s genitalia? Possibly? Well, however they do it, affection doesn’t occur often anyway seeing as male hyenas are treated like shit in their packs.

Despite that, Ruggie is very affectionate and loving. He shares food with Yuu! That’s a definite sign of his love.

Once him and Yuu are close enough, something Ruggie loves to do is lay between their thighs so he can leave all the kisses and love bites he can. It doesn’t matter what kind of body Yuu has; thick or thin their thighs are his favorite part of their body!

“Hhmm, didja say something? Your thighs are so soft and squishy… Let me just… nom! Shishishi, you’re so cute! I’m a lil hungry, wanna go grab a bite? I mooched some cash offa’ Leona earlier!”

Wolves show affection by gently nibbling each other’s faces and rubbing against each other!

Jack is shy about showing affection in public unless someone is making eyes at Yuu. Otherwise, he’ll stand over Yuu in a protective manner or carry them on his shoulder. The way his tail wags when he’s around them gives away how happy he is!

Once they’re alone together, Jack loves cuddling Yuu and gently nomming on their cheeks. He turns into an absolute PUPPY when they lays on top of him, Jack can’t stop nuzzling them!

“Oh, Yuu! Ah—Sorry, I just finished Spelldrive, I’m a little dirty. Do you wanna hang out in my dorm room for a bit? Hm? … Grrr, come here for a sec… hup. Those other students are staring at you. I just wanted to make sure they know you’re mine.”

Cats show affection with purring, cuddling, grooming and so many other things! Cats are so loving!

It’s normal for Chenya to suddenly appear beside Yuu and curl up in their lap, no matter how small they are compared to him. He loves wrapping them in the biggest hugs and licking their cheek. If they pet his ears, Chenya will trill, chirp and mew like the happy kitty he is! Yuu is so darn cute, Chenya can’t help but grab their face and smother them in kisses!

Whenever Yuu is having a bad day, Chenya will book it to NRC from RSA just so he can cuddle with them. He makes the softest purrs to soothe his lover while he wraps his tail around them. Chenya will drop everything to give Yuu some love.

“Surprrrrise! Did you miss me my lil kitten? Hm? What’s a matter? Awww, feeling blue today? C’mere, I’ve got you. Prrr… prrr… Say, wanna hang at RSA today? I bet you could use a lil break from this dreary ol place!”

#twisted wonderland #twst #savanaclaw #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #twst chenya #alchemi alchemivich pinka #I swear to god that’s not his real name he made that shit up on the spot #twst headcanons #leona kingscholar x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #jack howl x reader #chenya x reader #twst yuu #gn reader #twst x gn reader #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #ren writes