cat looking outside

anonymous asked:

What is Warrior Cats and why were you bullied because of it?

‘Warriors’ is a children’s fantasy book series that was really popular from like 2004-2011ish. All the characters in it are cats, who talk to each other and have really complex societies. Like, they’re still cats, but they build dens in the woods and fall in love (sometimes even forbidden love if it’s outside their clan/group) and fight other clans and there’s a surprising amount of murder/drama lololol. They’re sometimes really intense?? 

But they’re still about… cats. So you can see why a lot of readers were bullied for it lololol

Y’all I’m running with my headcanon that the Outsider moves into Dunwall Tower, becomes an environmental activist, and adopts a lot of cats.

Corvo is the cat that sleeps.  All the time.  Sometimes he opens one eye to stare at the Outsider, then he goes back to sleep.  The Outsider has never actually seen him move around.

Emily is the cat who thinks that she’s above the shenanigans of all the rest, but the Outsider sometimes catches her staring at him from atop ridiculously high cabinets.  He still doesn’t know how she gets up there.

Vera is an attention whore.  She constantly demands pets and kicks the others off the Outsider’s lap.

Delilah is the one who bullies all the other cats, especially Emily.  The Outsider is also pretty sure that Delilah is trying to kill him; he’s nearly tripped over her in the stairwell too many times for it to be a coincidence.

Daud is the Asshole Cat.  He knocks things over while staring straight at the Outsider, poops on the carpet, and runs around the Outsider’s quarters shrieking at odd times of the night.

(Emily the human and Emily the cat do not get along, though Daud seems to like Emily.  By contrast, Corvo is Corvo the cat’s favorite human being.)

(This is also an invitation for people to send me Dishonored prompts.  Y’know.  If you want.  Pretty much any character or pairing.)

When you should be doing something but end up doing everything else but that...

A Rainy Night

anonymous asked:

other cat!!!!!!!!!!!! outside!!!!!!!!!!!!! look like ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MUST SCREME!!!!!!!!! need go OUTSIDE MOMMA say NO SO I SCREME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Thunderstorms

Originally posted by darkcrownbitches



Theo Raeken x reader

Summary : you have a panic attack and he comforts you

Words : 835

Warning : readers with anxiety, it might trigger you, also anxiety is nothing to be embarrassed about, I am not implying that it is, the character simply feels that way, because essentially, she is wired like that, she hates to feel vulnerable and it makes her feel embarrassed, panic attacks are not to be romanticised and so I decided to keep Theo as a roommate and not a boyfriend. Its my point of view and approach to the issue, feel free to have your own opinions.

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You were dancing around to Twenty-One Pilots all over the living room. You were alone in the apartment waiting for Theo, your roommate to come back home.

You did remember watching in the news that there was rain in the weather forecast which you weren’t very excited about. You planned on staying in your room. It was the only time when you would find peace in hoodies and stay way longer in your cozy blanket.

“CAN YOU SAVE, CAN YOU SAVE, CAN YO-“ You are cut off by a loud thunder which makes you flinch. You heart was thumping out of your chest. It startled you. Then you heard rain pour like cats and dogs. You look outside the window and you see streets covered in water, it completely freaked you out. You heard thunder and saw lightening between stormy clouds, it was definitely a thunderstorm.

You shut the curtains and sat on the couch trying to distract yourself with your phone. Then you remember that random useless information you read on your twitter wall which said not to use your phone during storms, you immediately throw your phone on the other side of the couch.

You decided you could try sleeping, you walk into your room. The thunder continued which didn’t let you sleep.

All the negative thoughts came rushing in. It was frustrating. You completely started drowning in anxiety. You didn’t know what to do, you hug your knees. Before you realise, you were shivering, your eyes were pouring water and you didn’t know why. You couldn’t process anything in your surroundings. All you wanted to do was hide, get away from this storm, you hated the idea of dying.

Your vision was blurry and you were nauseous and dizzy. You heart was pounding. You couldn’t breathe, you were struggling to get air in your lungs. You felt unsafe, like the whole building would collapse because of the storm. You were shaken and you couldn’t stop or control it. You would rather have the wall closing up on you.

You heard the door open and shut. You knew Theo was home but you couldn’t get yourself to stand up or even move. You heard him say “I’m back, do you want to ord-“ he stops seeing you so afraid. You look up at him, his hair was drenched, he took off his jacket as he said “Are you okay?” he asked, voice filled with concern.
He could see you vulnerable and you hated it but you couldn’t snap out of it or control the whole situation. He sat in front of you on the bed and put his hands on the sides your face.

“(y/n)” he says before pulling you into his chest.

“I – I don’t – want to – die”

You could barely form sentences. You bury your face into his chest holding his shirt in your fist. You were completely petrified that if you let go something bad will happen.

“Sweetheart, you won’t, you’re safe” he said stroking your hair softly. “Do you trust me?” He asked you. You nod.

He gently pulls back. “I want you to breathe with me, okay?” He looks into your eyes. You were still hyperventilating. “Inhale and exhale” he says and slowly demonstrates how. The pressure of being so vulnerable around him added to your anxiety.
Nothing stopped your panic attack.

He was worried and you could see it on his face. “Okay, let’s try something else. Repeat with me, ‘I’m safe, everything will be okay’ you’re a brave munchkin” you look up at him again and wipe your face. “I’m – safe, ever- everythi-ng will be o-okay” you somehow blurb. He nods with you when you say the words.

“Say it again and breathe” all he wanted was for you to feel better and it looked like he would do anything in his power to help. You repeated the words over and over and finally calmed down.

He was rubbing your back all this time. It was really comforting. He kissed your forehead. You guys sat there in silence for a while for you to recover.

“Do you feel better?”

You nodded and muttered a thank you. “Do you want me to stay?” he asks. You obviously say no because you didn’t want to burden him. “No, it’s okay, I’m sorry” you apologize because you feel like you should, your hands were fidgeting as you look at your lap at little embarrassed.

“You don’t have to say sorry, it’s not your fault” he smiles at you and you try to smile back. “I’m going to order us some food, okay?” he said tucking a stray hair behind your ear. You say a soft “okay”, he then gets up to leave the room.

“Theo?” you call out. He stops at his tracks and turns around. “yes?”

“Why did you call me munchkin?” you ask, that was something your dad calls you.

“I don’t know” He shrugs and you smile and let it go “Thanks, I really appreciate your help”

“Anytime”

uhh im watching a movie nd th stream laggd out nd paused so i wz sitting ther angry nd out of fucking nowhere right n my ear i hear “hello”

my blood just ran COLD my dudes. then th stream came back up nd th movie continued

like…my shit pausd JUST so i could b scared to fucking death waddahell

y’all my mom thought i was high bc i was laying down in our front yard at 9pm last night meowing at what she thought was nothing but there actually was a cat and when she saw it i saw the concern leave her face and now im p sure my mom thinks i have a pet cat bc she said ‘i wont tell your dad but you have to pay for him’ 

People can sometimes see Hibari sitting in the park, just sitting there doing nothing. That jacket he wears on his shoulders looks puffed up, but it’s only because the stray cats like to crawl into it for warmth and take naps (while he’s still wearing the jacket in that super dorky way of his).

Molly the cat: *Meows the sound for MMUUUUUUUMMMMM*

Me: Yes sweeite what’s up?

Molly the cat: OuOu *Cat for outside apparently.*

Me: You want to go out?

Molly the cat: *Moews the sound for YYeeEEeeSSSS! with a sassy tail flip*

Me: It’s raining outside though.

Molly the cat:  Oh. *Sounding genuinely sad*

Me: Sorry! *Opens the door*

Molly The Cat: *Looks outside then backs into the house*

Me: I’m sorry it’s raining!

Molly the cat: *Glares at me and gets back into bed*