Hey I'm uhh kinda sad and could use some cheering up so, headcanons for how ur big fuzzy cat like alien would cheer their significant other up?
You know the little head boop earth cats do? Think of that, but they’re constantly doing it against your side, or head. They would probably scoop you up in their big arms, and just…rub their head against you- purring away, in an attempt to make you feel better. There may be some rocking and soft humming involved, depending on how bad you feel.
Just like earth cats, again, they tend to bring you a bunch of ‘gifts’ when you seem to be down. This ranges from useful things (medicine, edible food, a book), to bizarre things (an ice cream scooper??). They’re not quite used to earth, humans, or the culture, so they’re still learning what goes with what. They just usually bring you things you interact with the most, really.
Hope you’re ready for being cleaned their way. They tend to try to groom you whenever you’re in their lap anyways, and grooming typically helps stimulate serotonin (for them, anyways), so they often try to lick your hair- this either just grosses you out, or chokes them up, depending on how long and thick your hair is.
If all else fails? They just sit with you, watching tv and rubbing your arms/sides/back. They hate it when you get like this, but understand the best way is to let it run its course- and they intend to make it as easy as possible. Most joking is subsided, and they do just about anything you ask- so don’t be afraid to ask for a bowl of ice cream, or to watch your favorite movie. Just focus on getting better!
Kaisa: Finnish form of Katherine, from the Greek name Αικατερινη (Aikaterine); etymology debated; it could derive from the earlier Greek name ‘Εκατερινη (Hekaterine), which came from ‘εκατερος (hekateros) “each of the two”; it could derive from the name of the goddess Hecate (associated with witchcraft, crossroads, tombs, demons and the underworld; from the Greek ‘Εκατη (Hekate), possibly derived from ‘εκας (hekas) meaning “far off.”) Or it could be related to Greek αικια (aikia) “torture”; or it could be from a Coptic name meaning “my consecration of your name.”
Hester: Latin form of Esther, possibly means “star” in Persian. Alternatively it could be a derivative of the name of the Near Eastern goddess Ishtar (meaning unknown), also identified with the Sumerian goddess Inanna, (possibly derived from Sumerian (n)in-an-na, “lady of the heavens.”)
Kyrillion: From the Greek name Κυριλλος (Kyrillos) from Greek κυριος (kyrios) “lord”, a word used frequently in the Greek Bible to refer to God or Jesus.
Sergi: Catalan form of Ancient Roman family name, Sergius, possibly meaning “servant” in Latin but most likely of unknown Etruscan origin. Could be after the medieval Russian spiritual leader, the Venerable Sergius of Radonezh, or the Saint Sergus who was a 4th-century Roman officer martyred in Syria with his companion Bacchus; they are the patron saints of Christian desert nomads.
Ragi: From Old Norse ragr meaning “craven, cowardly”.
Sayan Kötör: After the Sayan Mountains and the Sakha word for “bird.” (At one point John Parry, under his alias of Stanislaus Grumman, was believed to have been killed in an avalanche on Sakhalin.)
Kirjava: Finnish word for “multi-coloured” or “mottled” (also, figuratively, “chequered,“ as in a “chequered past.”)
Avengers/Others reactions to seeing you in a sexy Halloween costume
Steve: He would be stunned at first since he was used to you being a classy and modest lady. Then he would grow hot and bothered and would refuse to let anyone else see you. He would keep you all to himself.
Tony: Lets be honest he would love it. He would be flirting and teasing you incessantly all night long in front of everyone.
Thor: All the Avengers would have to work together to keep Thor from tossing you over his shoulder and escorting you to his royal chambers and ripping the costume off. The night would end in sexy hijinxs. ;)
Bruce: Flustered af. But if anyone tried to flirt with you…..it’d get messy.
Natasha: Calm and collected until she got you alone. ;)
T’challa: He would be feeling mighty feline frisky after seeing you dressed in such a proactive manner. His Queen acting like such an vixen….he would use those claws for a greattt reason.
Loki: SO. MUCH. TEASING. He’d love to see you squirm in your costume as he worked his magic.
Pietro: You would be in his room and the costume would be discarded before you could even blink!
Pantalaimon: Derived from the Greek elements παν (pan) meaning “all” and ελεημων (eleemon) meaning “compassionate” (i.e. “mercy for everyone”). Alternatively from παντελεία (panteleya), meaning “perfection.” Saint Pantaleon (also called Panteleimon), a doctor from Asia Minor, is a patron saint of doctors and midwives.
Stelmaria: From Latin Stella Maris, another name for Polaris, the North or Pole Star. Stella Maris was, from an early time, also used as a title of the Blessed Virgin Mary, Our Lady, Star of the Sea, in her capacity as a guide and protector of those who travel or seek their livelihoods on the ocean.
Anfang: German. “start, beginning, origin.” From Middle High German anvanc, anevanc, from Old High German anafang, Old Saxon “clutch, embrace.”
Salcilia: From Latin salsus, “salty” (both literally, and in the sense of witty or funny) and also a verb meaning “preserve with salt; sprinkle salt before a sacrifice.” The -cilia could be from Latin -cil (āre), combining form of calāre, “to summon, convoke.” This servant-boy’s name could therefore figuratively mean “to call for the salt.”
Sophonax: From Greek elements σοφία (sophia) “wisdom” & αναξ (anax) “master, lord.” (Possibly influenced by spelling of Greek σωφρων (sophron) “self-controlled, sensible.”)
Belisaria: Fem. form of Belisarius, the Latinized form of Greek Βελισάριος (Belisarios), possibly from Slavonic Beli-tzar “white prince” (the -sarius element being interpreted as coming from the old Slavic word tsesar or tsesari, which was derived from Caesar, thus giving Belisarius a “princely” connotation). This was the name of a famed Byzantine general and war hero.
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Squirrel Girl takes Nancy to visit her mom in Canada! What could possibly go wrong, right? How about the return of a super villain not seen for more than a decade? One that will prompt the inter-species team-up you’ve been waiting for: squirrels and ants! And also Squirrel Girl and Ant-Man. It’ll be huge! Or tiny. Then, when Taskmaster strikes, with his uncanny ability to duplicate any super-type’s sweet moves, who will stand between him and total domination? You probably guessed Doreen Green, but you’re wrong! It’s actually Nancy’s cat, Mew! It’s a story of one feline, and all the feels. Plus: To celebrate the 25th anniversary of our unbeatable hero, her co-creator Will Murray returns to write only his second-ever Squirrel Girl tale — and he’s bringing the Hulk!
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Summery: You have been the Avengers intel person for a year now and one day after a long tiring 12 hours of work you accidentally get off on the wrong floor and accidentally hear something..
Warnings: Moans, Swearing (2 F words), mention of cat ear kink, mention of masturbation
Word count: 1,075
[So this is my first story I’ve written on here and also my first Y/N story format I’ve ever done. Grammar is my weak spot and I’m working on it but I really wanted to post this story so oh well. I hope you like it!]
You sigh as you tiredly stumble down the hall to your room not realizing you got off on the wrong floor. You just got back from a 12 hour day of repairing your bakery. It’s crazy that’s it’s been a year since you joined the Avengers as their intel girl.
You opened your bakery up 5 years ago as a safe place for mutants. But you never expected your bakery to become a place that everyone came too.. assassins, mob guys, mercenaries, hitters, bad guys, good guys, cops, you name it they come here. She didn’t mind all these different kinds of people coming to her place as long as they were happy and it was a safe environment. Everyone just leaves who they are at the door and just relax and enjoy baked goods and company. You didn’t care what someone’s back ground was outside your walls, everyone deserves a place where everyone puts differences aside, there’s not many places like yours.
You opened your bakery after years of being kicked out or denied service just because of your mutation. You were shunned for something you couldn’t control being. You were born a mutant, just like others are born with blonde hair or black hair, it wasn’t something you just chose. It was like you refusing to serve blond haired people because blondes make you feel uncomfortable or threatened. It’s not something they can control, it’s in their genes. You were sick of it, so you spent months scraping by, you moved into a apartment with the cheapest rent you could find and couponed the shit out of grocery’s. Finally you had enough to get the doors opened and food in the ovens, it took 3 rough months before you became a safe and popular spot that everyone just knew. Due to this you gathered a lot of intel daily on people and one day you over heard a certain billionaire and blonde super soldier arguing because of bad intel on someone they were looking for. You recognized their name right away and shyly tapped the tall super soldiers shoulder. He blinked in surprise when he looked down at you, you didn’t even bat an eye at his shocked expression, you were quite used to it by now, it’s not everyday you see a girl with cat ears and a tail. You had shyly told him that his intel he got was the decoy intel that is placed out there and told him true intel before continuing your way to the bakery. You jumped in surprise when a new voice asked you how you knew this intel, you quickly turned around and noticed there was a third gentleman hidden in the shadows next to the blonde super soldier. You shyly shrugged “With these sensitive ears you tend to hear things” you say gently flicking you right cat ear before turning and unlocking the bakery door.
You smiled remembering the first time you met Steve, Tony, and Bucky. Tony had come around your apartment that night offering you a intel job. It took months before they convinced you, you could choose what intel you shared and they respected your bakery and what it stood for. You also remember Tony forcing you to move into the Tower with the rest of the team because he refused to have a Avenger living in a dump like that. Although you knew tony was secretly worried about your wellbeing even if he refused to show it.
Yawning you quickly shook off memory’s of the past as you continued walking. It took you til you entered the training room to realize your on the wrong floor. “Really Y/N” you grumble to yourself, before stopping when your sensitive ears picked up on someone calling your name. You look around before seeing the light in the locker room on. Going over to the slightly ajar door you walk in and notice clothes on a bench and the sound of water. As your about to leave who ever’s showering to their showering you stopped dead in your tracks. “Y/N..Fuck” you heard Bucky moan in the shower. You stare wide eyed at the wall in shock. You would of never thought Bucky felt anything towards you, especially since it took 6 months for him not to tense up when ever you touched him. Bucky was always nice and sweet to you but very quiet and slightly withdrawn like he was with others but he never denied you cuddles. Yes it took him 6 months to finally get used to your affectionate personality but you were always patient and understanding with him. Sometimes when you were excited you’d forget to make sure it was okie before you hugged him or gave him a kiss on the forehead but you’d always apologize and he’d say it was fine. Surprisingly no one disliked your affection so you always got to cuddle, hug, and give kisses to the others, depending on the person would determine what affectionate kiss you could give, wether it be cheek, forehead, nose, chin, or mouth. With Bucky you always gave him forehead kisses to show him you care for him and you respect him boundaries. But as the last 6 months went on you could see Bucky getting more comfortable and involved with the team. He also became more playful and flirty like, as Steve would put it, the old Bucky. Your taken out of your thoughts of your friendship with Bucky when you hear him again. “Fuck Doll, such a good kitten for me” he moaned. Your knees almost gave out hearing him say that. You swallowed hard feeling your feline side try to come out. You decided to do something besides stand here like a creep and listen to your friend..no, CRUSH, pleasure himself. But you don’t have the confidence or balls to strip and join him. For all you know he could have a cat ear kink and thinking of you while getting off is better than some chick wearing cheap plastic ears, you can’t risk taking this the wrong way. So what do you do? The one thing you know how to do. You walk over to the wall next to his shower stall and lean against it just outside the curtain. “Y/N” Bucky moans. “You rang?” You casually sing out as a surprised super soldier jumps in shock and terror at your voice.