Sorry if this was asked before, but do know what the other characters look like as cats? Have you drawn them?
I’ve drawn many! They’re in the cat au tag, but I compiled them all here as well
I like to draw Victor as a dog, because I love Borzoi’s, but sometimes I’ll draw him as a cat because people ask very nicely =u=
Minami is a pomeranian fluffball who wants to be just as fluffy as Yuri, Yurio is a bengal.
Chris is a Himalayan show cat, Seung-gil Lee is just a domestic shorthair who happens to have some interesting colouring.
JJ is a huge tabbycat who lives at the shelter Yuri used to live at, Phichit’s a Manx that lives in the same neighbourhood, and Otabek is a domestic shorthair with a shorter tail who lives at a motorcycle shop in the neighbourhood.
Phew! That’s a lot of cats! Thank you for everyone’s support through this :D
Continuing with my Humans are Space Orc’s thoughts, I was thinking about how children might interact with Aliens, especially small children who have yet to learn to speak in full sentences and then this monstrosity of an idea came to me;
“Nope,” Chat Noir admits, trying to
keep any disappointment from sneaking into his tone. He’d never slept over at
someone’s house before. His father was far
too protective to have him do something like that.
im loving all this graffiti pete love!!! have you ever thought about sonny rubbin' his hands on graffiti petes head when the stubble grows out? or helping him shave the back of his head, because i tried doing that for a while, and it's SO HARD to do on your own
This almost looks like Kara is talking to a memory of Cat, a vision.
Why else would Cat be sitting in a dirty alleyway like that? It’s not something Cat would do casually.
This looks like Kara’s final moments with the ghost of her hero.
“Why did it have to be this way, Cat? Why did you have to come back just to leave me again?” Kara asks. She’s tired. She’s cried every tear possible, and now all she can feel is exhaustion.
“I’ll never really leave you, Kara. You should know better. I’m going to haunt you til the end of your days for keeping this secret from me as long as you did.” Cat’s trademark smirk is beautiful and fragile and something about it breaks Kara’s heart further than she thought possible.
“I didn’t want to. I wanted to tell you. I just didn’t know how. Every time you looked at me, I guess… I guess I thought you already knew. There was a spark in your eyes, Cat. There was something there.” Kara shuffles her foot in the gravel of the alleyway, glancing downward, unsure.
“There was something there, you’re right,” Cat said slowly.