cat's hands

anonymous asked:

Favorite stim things?

- my tangle
- playing with my hair or strings on my clothes
- twisting a hair binder or necklace in my hands
- petting cats
- biting my fingers (it’s arguably not a good stim but i do it all the time)
- tapping my feet
- listening to very loud music

krzed  asked:

Gummi Bears with Jaded Fox please!

“Want some gummy bears?” Jade Turtle asked, pulling a cellophane bag from behind him.

Vixen cocked a masked eyebrow. “Where were you even keeping those?”

“Trade Turtle Secret,” he grinned, opening the bag. “Want some?”

“Sure.” Vixen dipped a gloved hand into the bag and pulled a few out. “Hey, these aren’t bears.”

“Well, no, but gummy bears can really cover any variety of gummy animals, I think.”

“Is this a fox?” Vixen held up an orange gummy piece.

“Maybe,” Jade Turtle smiled.

“And a turtle, a cat…” Vixen grabbed another handful from the bag. “And there’s the bee and ladybug. Do you seriously have team gummies?!”

“Don’t judge, Vi. There’s this little candy shop down on Rue Gallentes that just opened up and they had them. I thought they were pretty cool.”

Vixen held up a turtle gummy thoughtfully. “They are neat.”

“And tasty,” Jade Turtle added through a mouthful of gummies.

“Tasty, huh?” Vixen smirked, leaning towards her partner. Jade Turtle’s eyes widened as Vixen pressed her lips to his. After a moment, she pulled back. “You’re right. Those are tasty.”

“I…uh…er…”

“They kissed! My Lady, did you see that?! They finally kissed!”

Vixen and Jade Turtle spun around to see an ecstatic Chat Noir watching them with a dopey grin on his face. Ladybug stood behind him, trying not to laugh. 

“Oh, who cares, so they kissed,” Queen Bee complained, landing lightly on the rooftop. “Kissing’s not that big a deal, see?” She grabbed Chat Noir’s face and kissed him. 

“Excuse you!” Ladybug pulled Queen Bee back.

“Oh, fine,” Queen Bee huffed, grabbing Ladybug’s face and kissing her.

“T-that’s not– I didn’t mean…” Ladybug sputtered while Chat Noir watched, jaw slack.

“Want to get out of here?” Vixen asked quietly, eyeing their teammates.

“I don’t know. We’re supposed to do some team stuff tonight, aren’t we?” Jade Turtle responded, shifting uneasily.

“We could skip it and finish eating these gummies together.” Vixen curled her tongue behind her teeth.

“Yes, okay, very much that.” 

The Turtle and the Fox slipped away, leaving the Cat, Bee, and Ladybug to figure it all out on their own.

Originally posted by lupintyde

Thanks for the prompt, @krzed! Since this one and @elements1999‘s LadyNoir one for gummy bears came in at the same time, I decided to make it a team effort. :D

If you would like a ML drabble, send me a word from this list and a pairing and I will get to it when I can. <3

taking turns

notes | I was feeling some littles feels (because everyone in my life is having babies), so I wrote something in my Life Happened verse. Enjoy little Lily cuteness!

title | taking turns


There’s a little divot visible across Lily’s brow as she stares at Licorice and wiggles a long section of ribbon in her small hand. The cat pays her absolutely no mind, just stretches a little and inches closer to the sun warmed glass pane of the patio door, completely unconcerned with the almost five year old he’s upsetting.

Lily huffs, scowling and turns her fierce brown gaze to where her mother is curled against the couch, book in hand, watching the scene silently across the pages she stopped reading a minute ago. “Mama,” she interrupts, loud and heedless and impatient in the way that only children can manage to be without actually being mean about it.

Still, Caitlin doesn’t respond, just raises her brows a little and glances at her daughter, who huffs again and then tries again, this time her tone softening and calling out a question instead, “Mama?”

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I was tagged by @oceansinmychest sooo

Rules: Answer the questions and tag 9+ people you want to get to know better.

Relationship: Single
Favorite color: Cerulean, probably? 
Pets: My beautiful and terrible cat, Noisette.
Wake up to: Generic phone alarm chime, but my Friday alarm is ‘Friday I’m In Love’ by The Cure. Also I wake up every day to my beautiful and terrible cat making sweet chirping sounds at me and biting my hands.
Cats or dogs: I love both! But cats suit my lifestyle more.
Coke or Pepsi: Neither tbh. I don’t drink soda that often, and when I do it’s ginger ale.
Day or night: Night!
Text or call: Text… unless I know you really well then it’s all night skype phone calls. ;D
Lipstick or chapstick: Lipstick! I don’t wear it as often as I’d like to because I don’t like how people always comment on it, but I think it looks nice on me.
Last book I read: Goshh I really don’t know! According to Goodreads it was The Girl in the Road by Monica Byrne, which I listened to at work and accidentally played out of order. It was a surprise child toucher book sooo it wasn’t that good!
Last song I listened to: “Holiday in Cambodia” by the Dead Kennedys
Last movie I watched: I thiiiink it was The Fall?
Top 3 TV shows: Twin Peaks, The Twilight Zone, Breaking Bad. I’m gonna guess that I’m not supposed to choose animated shows because I’d have more trouble with that!
Top 3 characters: I know that limiting this to three will hurt me but here it goes: Susan Calvin (Asimov’s robot stories), Thomas MacLaine (my beautiful son), Jacuzzi Splot (I haven’t gotten any Baccano love in this post yet, what gives)
Top 3 ships: Gaahh I dunno… I’m falling pretty deep into Taakitz hell right now, which is good. Nice and Jacuzzi are my eternal fave het couple. I like LapiDot and AmeDot in equal parts.

I’m not gonna tag anyone, but feel free to do this yourself!

diem-the-kitty  asked:

Of the wild/big cats, which is your favorite? :3

Oohhh, this is an almost impossible ask!
When I was a child it was Cheetah’s all the way; CHEETAHS ALL DAY EVERY DAY. Now? I really have a hard time picking because they all have their own unique selling points and they’re ALL friggin’ gorgeous! I have a bit of a leaning for tigers, what with Neko being a tiger-phoenix and all, but honestly, I will take any and all big/wild cats you’re handing out!

Originally posted by tennelleflowers

Find a Valentine This Year

Buzzfeed’s Supergirl Character Quiz is like a mini-supergay speed dating site:

  • Kara’s meet Lena’s or Cat’s
  • Alex’s meet Maggie’s
  • Lucy’s meet Alex’s or Kara’s 
  • M’gann’s meet everyone

Jack knew something wasn’t right when he woke up. The covers were too hot on him and his head was pounding like he’d been drinking too much the night before. He shifted, trying to get his bearings, but at some point during the night, he must have pulled the covers over his head. He struggled free, enjoying the fresh air, before noticing a pair of paws on the bed. When he moved his arms, the paws moved too. What followed next was a confusing jumble of panic and incoherent screaming that came out as yowls.

He must have passed out again, because when he came to, he was still disoriented and nauseous. He confirmed that, no, it had not been a bad dream. Somehow, he’d grown four legs and a tail overnight.

After the initial panic, he jumped on his bedside table where his phone was, but he was uncoordinated, and ended up knocking the phone to the ground. He batted at it on the floor, but found that the battery had drained itself overnight when he’d forgotten to charge it.

Cursing and swearing to himself, he wandered his apartment on shaky legs. Thankfully, he hadn’t quite turned off the tap in the bathroom and the dripping of the faucet helped to parch his thirst as he tried to think of what try next. He needed to get help soon. Otherwise, he was going to end up starving to death in his own apartment.

In the living room, Jack found a window that he’d left open because it had been too hot last night. He squeezed out onto the fire escape and tried not to look down. It was strange in this body. Jack never had an issue with heights before, but now, a glance downward to the street had his head spinning with vertigo.

Left with no choice, Jack began to climb upward with the dim hope that someone had also left a window open.

He didn’t get too far before the enticing smell of spices and baked dough reminded him how hungry he was. He followed the smell until he staring into a kitchen where someone was bent over, pulling pies from an oven. Jack called out for the guy’s attention, and when he finally glanced in Jack’s direction, he scrambled to open the window.

“Hey, kitty. What are you doing so high up?” he asked. Jack stiffened when the guy picked him up, but he let himself get rescued from the precarious ledge. “Where did you come from?”

Help me! I’m not really a cat! Jack tried to say, but as expected, it came out in a series of pitched meows.

“Hmmm, okay. You hungry?” He set Jack on the floor to rummage around in his fridge. He set out a plate of leftover meatballs which Jack, losing his composure, attacked immediately.

“I’ll take care of you. Don’t worry, little–uh– guy?” He attempted to lift Jack’s tail to check, but Jack had hissed and swiped his claws. “Okay, never mind. We’re not going there,” he said backing off. Satisfied, Jack continued to eat, though with a suspicious eye on the guy who’d now dropped onto his stomach to watch Jack with a bright smile.

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