I would have had this done the day of if I had not had to take care of a mailing mix-up (that…was not actually taken care of in the end will have to try again in the morning >_<;;) but oh well here it is. lol I was in the mood for texture so I went with pastel and charcoal brushes for the colors instead of my usual watercolors.
Wear kitty/fox/puppy/whatever else ears because you like how they look
Wear kitty/foxy/puppy tails because you like how they look
Wear fake piercings because you like how they look
Wear wigs because you like how they look
Wear cutesy clothes because you like how they look
Wear whatever the fuck you want because you like how it looks
NOT EVERYTHING IS A KINK.
I personally wear kitten gear because I have really low self confidence naturally and it makes me feel more secure in my own skin thanks to the little boost of cuteness. My gender dysphoria can make it hard for me to feel good about anything about myself, and my kitten gear helps me through self hatred.
If you see someone in something you find odd…
Ask them a RESPECTFUL question about it (Such as: “Where did you get those piercings?” or “Do you have to brush your tail”?)
Don’t say anything you wouldn’t say to your mother if she was in the same getup.
Smile at them. Chances are, they’ve gotten enough stupid shit done to them on that day alone that a smile could make their day 3,000,000,000 times better.
was shocked awake by the brushing of fur against his nose and
stomach. Groggily, he opened his eyes to bright sunlight, streaming
in through the small gap in the curtains. Blinking, the sorcerer
peered down at his chest and scowled at the sight of the small wolf
child curled up on top of him. The brush like tail slapped him across
the cheek, and Jesse’s small backside was pointed directly at his
face. Gabriel huffed and placed a hand on top of Jesse’s ear, tugging
at the top of it to get the werewolf to wake up. Jesse yawned and
opened his eyes, his tail smacking Gabriel’s nose repeatedly as he
stretched out his small arms and looked around the room, tiredly
confused. Gabriel growled and reached out a hand, tugging on the tail
sharply as he dragged it out of his face, swivelling Jesse around to
face him on his chest.
squealed and dug dull tiny claws into Gabriel’s chest as he was
forcefully spun around. The small werewolf huffed and pouted, sitting
up, rubbing the bottom of his back as he sat up on Gabriel’s stomach.
The sorcerer scowled and rolled his eyes as the boy scowled and
what you get for beating my face with your tail, pup.” Gabriel
grabbed Jesse under his arms and sniffed before wrinkling his nose.
“And you need a bath before you even think about running around on
my carpets.” Gabriel sat up, still holding the stinking child
before him as he stood up by the bed side. Jesse howled with distaste
at the thought of a bath and wriggled furiously.
don’t need no bath! I ain’t a stinker!” He pressed his small feet
against Gabriel’s chest and thumped at it uselessly, fruitlessly
trying to escape from the sorcerer’s firm grip.
you don’t stop wriggling you can forget about having any meat for
breakfast kid!” Gabriel grunted as a particularly hard kick thumped
him in the neck, his eyes flaring to life with power, but smirked
when Jesse looked up with wide, wet eyes, like a helpless puppy.
werewolf pup hung limply after that, and allowed Gabriel to carry him
to the bathroom. The Latino was quick to shut the door behind him and
watched the wolf carefully as he placed him down and turned on the
hot tap, waiting for it to warm up before placing the plug in and
waiting for the water to fill the tub. Jesse placed his hands on the
side of the tub and watched as the water rose against the white
ceramic. Gabriel stood up and reached into the cabinet for soap and
shampoo, placing them on the toilet seat. He quickly tested the water
and turned off the hot tap, replacing it with the cold to make the
water a more agreeable temperature and less like molten lava. Jesse
watched as Gabriel turned off the taps and scowled when the sorcerer
turned to him with a frown.
on. Get in and I’ll help you. I doubt you’ve had a bath in weeks by
the smell of you.” He tugged on Jesse’s large shirt and pulled it
over the boys head with a small amount of resistance.
been runnin’ for weeks, there wasn’t much time to bathe, ma’ said it
was too dangerous.” Jesse eyed the water and placed his hands on
the side again before heaving himself up and onto the side, sitting
on it as he cautiously dipped his feet into the warm water. Gabriel
felt his heart clench at the pain in the boy’s voice and smiled
softly before poking Jesse.
in, don’t worry, no ones gonna attack you here kid.” Gabriel took
him under the arms again and heaved Jesse into the water, “See? Its
not that bad, is it?” Jesse spluttered as the water splashed
against his grimy face and smacked the water with a scowl.
chuckled and reached for the shampoo, quickly squirting a small
amount onto his palm before placing the bottle aside and looking at
Jesse. Jesse scowled and squirmed in the water towards the other end
of the tub. Sighing, Gabriel quickly placed his hand on top of
Jesse’s hair and used his other to hold the wriggling werewolf in
place as he lathered up the dirty mop of chestnut coloured hair.
still or you’ll get soap in your eyes.” Jesse held still as Gabriel
released him and worked his other hand into the mess of brown hair,
carefully massaging the sensitive ears on top of Jesse’s head with
the shampoo as well. Jesse hummed at the gentle kneading, but was
shocked when Gabriel poured a jug full of water on top of his head.
Spluttering, he gasped, but clamped his mouth shut as another was
dropped on his hair and ears, the taste of soapy water already in his
mouth. Gabriel tapped Jesse on the nose, and the werewolf opened one
eye with a grumble.
up, I need to wash your tail.” Jesse wiped his eyes and muttered,
standing up and spinning around to allow Gabriel to lather up more
shampoo into the fur of his tail. It didn’t take Gabriel long to
scrub out all of the muck and, satisfied, he placed the conditioner
in the fur and waited, combing through the fur and Jesse’s hair on
top of his head, before washing it out. Finally, he took out a sponge
and the soap and gave it to the boy in order for him to wash himself
as Gabriel placed away the shampoo and conditioner. Jesse was quickly
clean, and the water in the bath a murky brown colour. Gabriel placed
the fluffy black towel around the werewolf and tugged the plug out,
allowing the water to drain. He eyed Jesse and hummed to himself. It
would be difficult to find something for the kid to wear, and he
wasn’t sure exactly what he had.
dried Jesse off in his bedroom and wrapped him up in his fleece
dressing gown as he went searching in the attic for something for the
kid to wear. He was sure he had some old kid clothes from his
childhood up there, courtesy of his mother’s obsessive hoarding. He
thanked her to heaven and back when he pulled out a pair of jeans,
underwear and old t-shirt with a print of a wolf on the front. They
were in the box marked ‘Gabi, Age 7-10’ so he hoped they would be a
big enough fit for Jesse. As he climbed the ladder back down to the
floor that doubled as his living space, Gabriel flinched as he heard
the sharp hiss of a bird and a yell that had definitely come from
Jesse. Gabriel opened the door to his study and scowled at Jesse who
was looking up at the top left corner of the room.
large black barn owl was perched up in the corner, the feathers of
it’s chest, neck and wings fluffed up in anger.
I only wanted to pet you! Get down here!” Jesse hollerred and
waddled closer to the corner with a curious expression, his tongue
stuck out from between his lips. The owl hissed furiously again and
clacked its beak as Jesse’s fingers danced close to it’s feathers.
down, Jesse.” Gabriel whistled softly and the owl calmed itself,
its feathers lowering as it stopped hissing. Its white face turned to
look at Gabriel, its eyes glowing bright red in the shadows of the
room. Jesse’s ears drooped as Gabriel fixed him with a sharp look.
just who said you could go wandering off, young man?” Gabriel
placed his hands on his hips and shook his head, “Never mind, but
leave Kotori be. He likes to eat little kids fingers.” Jesse
clutched his hands and backed away from the owl with a frightful look
in his eyes. Gabriel chuckled and ushered the wolf out of the room,
shutting the bird in.
managed to wrestle Jesse into the clothes after a period of time
spent trying to catch the naked rampaging child. Jesse complained
briefly about the image of a wolf on his clothes, but soon stopped
when Gabriel threatened to put him in his old band uniform.
Put this on to hide the ears, the tail will just have to go in the
jeans for now.” Gabriel handed Jesse an old sheriff hat that he’d
worn to dress up with as a kid. Jesse’s bright eyed gaze was
mystifying as he placed the hat on and grinned brightly making finger
guns at Gabriel as he did.
dressing, and only after that, did Gabriel make breakfast for
himself, and the werewolf child. Jesse demanded pancakes and bacon
for breakfast, and drowned the entire plate in maple syrup before
shovelling a whole fluffy pancake into his mouth. The sorcerer
scowled and gave the wolf a sharp look from across the table, his own
plate of bacon, beans, toast and other foods laid out before him.
Jesse halted eating, the pancake dangling on his fork about an inch
away from his mouth. Deliberately slow, he lowered the pancake back
down onto the plate and took his knife, cutting appropriately sized
chunks out of the food to place into his mouth. Gabriel nodded his
approval at the alteration and chewed his own food, clicking open his
phone to look at his messages- of which there were none, but he
pretended to read some anyway.
quickly finished his food, going to wipe the syrup away with his
sleeve, but stopped himself, taking hold of a tissue to wipe it
instead. Placing his fork and knife on top of the plate, Jesse smiled
toothily and pushed his plate towards the centre of the table before
humming and looking at Gabriel out of the side of his eye.
Kotori your pet? ‘Cause I ain’t even seen anyone with a bird of prey
as a pet!” Jesse leant up on his knees on his chair, his eyes wide
with curiosity, his head tipped to the side, his ears flicking and
rotating on top of his mop of brown hair.
not a pet, kid. He’s a familiar. All wizards are given one when
you’re deemed magically stable enough. So don’t go annoying him, he
bites…” He gave Jesse a pointed look, “Hard.” Jesse smiled at
Gabriel’s cool expression and grinned a big toothy grin, patting his
hands on the table in front of him.
are we going to get me some clothes pops? Or are you gonna hide me
away all day?” The cheeky smile Jesse gave almost made Gabriel
want to smack the boy upside the head, but the use of the word 'pops’
made him stop and his heart soften.
huffed and cleared the plates off of the table, “Sure kiddo. We’ll
go get you some clothes.”
Hummer revved to life easily when Gabriel teleported both himself and
Jesse out to the graveyard in order to pick it up. Gabriel was just
happy to have it in one piece, and he thanked the trees around him
for hiding it from the view of the mob hunting the werewolves
yesterday. Jesse looked at the big car uncertainly and shuffled away
from the door when the car roared to life. The werewolf’s eyes were
wide with fright and Gabriel got out of the drivers seat, opening the
passenger door before picking Jesse up under his arms and placing him
in the passenger seat, fastening the belt around him before shutting
the door and getting back behind the wheel. Jesse gripped the belt in
his hands tightly, looking over the bonnet of the car with worry.
been in a car before, kid?” Gabriel raised his eyebrows as he
fastened his own belt before moving the car into gear. Jesse shook
his head, his shaggy hair sweeping around his head. “Well then,
you’re in for a treat.” Gabriel grinned and floored the gas,
laughing manically as Jesse squealed at the speed. He did however,
slow down with the threat of cameras and the lurking police cars
parked, itching to catch him.
made it to the stores in one piece, though it was safe to say that
Jesse was a little car sick from the journey. But, what Gabriel
didn’t expect to find when he stepped through the first door to the
clothes shop, was to see the blond haired, farm boy Sheriff strolling
towards them, laughing at something the store owner had just said to
him. Gabriel tensed and cursed, tugging on Jesse’s hand as he backed
out of the store with a grimace.
are we going? I thought this was the right store?” Jesse stood
still in his tracks and pouted tugging on Gabriel’s hand as the
sorcerer tried to back away. Gabriel opened his mouth but was cut off
by Jack finally noticing the two of them.
What’re you doing here?…” His blue eyes widened at the sight of
the small child clutching Gabriel’s hand, a cowboy hat on top of his
cringed and turned to face the blond haired officer, “Hey, Jack.
Just out…shopping?” He cursed in his head, as the statement
sounded more like a question. Gabriel scratched at the back of his
neck, flushed, and tutted at Jesse as he tugged his hand whining
nodded and smiled down at Jesse waving at the shaggy haired, mess of
a child, “Are you having fun out shopping with your…”
stared at Jack long and hard before grinning, “My pa’! Yeah Mister
I am!”. Gabriel spluttered and choked on his own spit as he tried
to come up with some sort of excuse.
kid I ain’t-”
when did you have a kid?” Jack smiled and raised an eyebrow before
bobbing down to Jesse’s height and offering a hi-five. “Hey little
man, I’m Officer Morrison, but you can call me Jack if you want?”
Jesse frowned at the offered hand and instead stuck his hand out to
t’ meet ya’ mister. The names Jesse McCree.” Jesse tipped the ruddy
hat on top of his head and smiled brightly. Jack burst into laughter
and shook Jesse’s hand before standing back up.
was still bright with embarrassment and tapped Jesse on the brim of
his hat, “Just go and find a basket for me would you, kid?” Jesse
nodded and ran off to find one, and Gabriel turned back to Jack. The
blond looked at Jesse with a soft smile as he ran off and chuckled.
then, when were you going to tell me you had a kid. Does he just
visit you or is this something I need to be seriously worried about?”
The blond crossed his arms with a worried expression creasing his
Jack, its- its just…” Gabriel groaned and held his forehead for a
moment, thinking on the best way to word it, “His mother, left him
with me. I’ve just really learnt about him existing,” The lies
tasted bitter on his tongue, but he rolled with it, it was too late
to tell Jack that the kid was really a man eating werewolf, or at
least too early, for now, “She rolled in yesterday, said something
about moving away to Europe with this big shot and left him with me.
I don’t really know too much about him, didn’t get to see him very
often but-” He sighed, trying to play the part, and Jack nodded
sympathetically, looking at the ground, his eyes flickering left to
right as he mulled the information over.
its fine, I mean,” Jack flushed bright pink and smiled crookedly,
“Its not like we’re together or anything, I just thought since I’d
known you so long, that maybe you would’ve told me. I guess we all
have our secrets though.” He nodded to himself but switched the
smile back on when Jesse came running back over, his small sneakers
squeaking against the vinyl flooring.
ya’ get it little buddy?” Jack smiled and placed a hand on his hip
indicating to the basket.
held up the basket proudly, “Sure did Mister Jack!” He turned to
Gabriel grabbing hold of his hand with his small warm one, “Come on
pa’ lets go! I need some clothes.” Jesse grinned at the contents of
the shop and Gabriel nodded, his heart breaking a little inside. As
he walked away from Jack, basket in hand, he couldn’t help but feel
sad, even though it had all been a lie, and wondered if he really did
need to open up more.
Jesse clothes was a fairly easy task, the kid was more than willing
to show off in the new clothes to Gabriel at every opportunity.
Gabriel had spent more than he normally would in a month of his own
bills, food and supplies for magic in that small shopping trip, and
he almost wept at the sight of his bank account once they finished.
The kid had cost him far more than he was willing to spend, but those
big puppy eyes got him each and every time. So, not only did Jesse
end up with a wardrobe of clothes for all occasions, but he also
ended up with a variety of toys too, his favourite being a toy
revolver he named 'Peacekeeper’ and fired off in the car, laughing at
the noise it made each and every time. Gabriel only gripped the
steering wheel tighter and tighter, praying for them to get home so
he could feed the monster and put him to sleep for the night. When he
did though, and watched the werewolf pup sleep, the cowboy hat
crookedly sat on top of his mess of hair and the toy gun and horse in
his grasp, Gabriel felt his heart throb with a strange feeling of
pride. Somehow, this kid had already found his way into his heart,
and the sorcerer found that try as he might, he was more than okay
few months later, and Gabriel had settled into an easy routine. Jesse
had started in school after a few months of Gabriel teaching him the
basic concepts. He was thankful that the werewolf’s parents had done
that hard parts of reading and writing, but mathematics was a concept
Jesse struggled to comprehend. The help of magical potions hid the
fact he was a werewolf from unaware eyes, allowing the werewolf to go
to school, but that didn’t make his maths scores any better. The
werewolf had come home more than a few times, a maths test in hand,
his score a fail, sobbing, fat salty tears running down his face.
Gabriel had chewed out just as many teachers, assistants and other
members of staff in order to deal with the issue, and had spent
countless hours doing homework and mock tests with Jesse. Gabriel had
gotten so concerned, he’d even gotten a tutor for Jesse. Winston, a
shifter who came to Gabriel for potions and concoctions to suppress
his animal form, was a year or two away from graduation and easily
helped out Jesse with all of his homework, science and mathematics,
and even helped out with the other subject work Jesse got. It didn’t
take him long to catch up and pass the year with flying colours. The
report cards came in and Gabriel had never been more proud in his
life, tears pouring down his cheeks, making proud noises when Jack
came over for dinner to celebrate Jesse doing so well. The first year
had been a success, and Gabriel was more than not prepared for the
crucial moment in the werewolf’s life.
had just celebrated his eighth birthday when his first transformation
took place. Gabriel had kept him at home for a couple of days,
thinking Jesse was coming down with the flu. His temperature was
through the roof and the migraines had maybe indicated as such. But,
on the night of the full moon, Gabriel woke up at midnight, when the
moon was high in the sky, to the sound of howling and thrashing
noises from Jesse’s room. The sorcerer was upright instantly,
summoning the red and black magic into the palms of his hands as he
stepped out into the open area and towards Jesse’s room. Kotori
hissed from his place up in the support beams and flapped his black
wings as Gabriel inched open the door to Jesse’s room, praying the
wolves hadn’t come back to claim the surviving member of their pack.
with power, Gabriel edged into the room, eyes glowing red, rimmed
with black, and held his breath, listening, opening his third eye to
see and feel for magical power. In the corner. He snapped his head
sidewards and fired a warning shot. The creature was sent scampering
out of the room and into the open plan area of the living space.
Gabriel followed, sending a small blast of energy out again. The
creature whined and took shelter behind a few pumpkins which were
laid out in preparation for Halloween. Gabriel stalked closer and
tutted, raising a hand. He stopped when he caught sight of the
shivering wolf pup behind the large pumpkins. More fluff than actual
body it was no older than six months and no where near mature enough
to call an actual wolf. An adolescent wolf maybe. Gabriel scowled and
sighed looking at the hat flopping over its eyes. He hadn’t known
that Jesse would shift this young.
the pulsating magical power drained away and Gabriel switched on the
light in the room, tapping his foot, waiting for Jesse to crawl out
from behind the fruits. The wolf did, eventually, and shook lightly
before bounding over and jumping at Gabriel, tongue lolling out of
his maw, teeth already very sharp.
on Jesse. Get down.” Jesse complied and barked loudly, his tail
thumping against the carpet. Gabriel glanced back over at the
pumpkins and scowled, noticing the wet patch on the ground behind the
orange ovals. Gabriel felt his eye twitch and he took a deep breath,
trying to suppress the anger boiling inside of himself. “Jesse…Did
you pee on my carpet?” The werewolf’s ears dipped low and Jesse
whimpered before bolting for his room.
GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW YOUNG MAN!”
was safe to say that whenever the full moon was near, Gabriel stayed
up all night, if only to prevent the wolf, which was not house
trained, from peeing on his expensive carpets.
1. you see her car pull in your driveway. roll back your shoulders. tuck your hair behind your ear. take a deep breath. smile. prepare for war.
2. you go to the beach and she tries in vain to teach you how to skip rocks. you sit in the sand and talk for an hour about how great it would be to be mermaids. you imagine yourself in a house made of stone with her, tails brushing against the ocean floor. she tells you about how great it would be to lure men to their deaths, a wicked laugh on her tongue, and just for a moment, you hope. you wonder if anyone else could talk with her this way. you wonder if he could talk with her this way.
3. she tells you about him every day now. how he talks, the way he laughs, neck exposed, a long line of taut muscle you will never have. let her talk. nod in all the right places. she says she’s going to find you a boy for junior prom. tell her that’s really not going to be a problem. she laughs and rolls her eyes. you wish you could bottle that moment and keep it in a locked drawer where no boy or man could ever find it.
4. be glad you have time on the bus ride home to be by yourself. avoid her snapchats when you get home. turn the damn phone off. throw it across the room. you will go to hug your pillow but it smells like her shampoo. throw that too. hate every ounce of your life that is saturated with her.
5. she holds his hand every day now. it used to only be when they were at the movies, dark places where only the monsters could see. but he takes her out in the light now. their linked fingers look like a leash to you. swallow your vomit and turn down the wrong corridor to make sure you don’t look her in the eye. never tell her you did so.
6. she doesn’t come around as much anymore. the pillow on the left side of your bed has stopped smelling like her shampoo. you wonder which hurts more, being around her or being without her. you don’t have to lie as much this way. only to the mirror. only to your hands.
7. when she invites you to the mall with her, go. it’s the only time you’ve had with only her in weeks. when she invites you in the dressing room to see if a dress looks good on her, go. it will hurt. it will sting. seeing her beautiful body that you have no right to touch will set your hands on fire. do it anyway. get used to the feeling of not being able to get what you want. smother the flames with the dress she pools to the floor, not worried about being in her underwear around you. breathe. let your lungs fill up with smoke.
8. when you come home alone, knowing she’s with him, turn the lights off in your bedroom. the monsters will stare. stare back. they don’t need to say a word; you already say it all to yourself every time you think about her.
9. maybe it’s time to leave her, you think. maybe it’s time to stop all this dying I do.
10. maybe it is. but who will you be without her?
how to pretend to be straight for her, vol. 3, by windy sharpe