i feel u buddy
#so many people have reblogged this without knowing it’s hideaki anno’s cat and it’s weird #like this is not just any relatable cat this cat belongs to the man who made neon genesis evangelion
hideki anno explained nge to his cat and now its perpetually stuck like that
I don’t see why Pidge being shown girly in fanworks would be seen as super ooc, like you watch her flashback eps and she was happy in both a cute dress and headband and her green shirt and side pony. She likes cute animals and sweets and has cat slippers and mermaid plushies in her room at home. But she’s also a tech genius, loves robots, fights like a total badass, is very blunt and snarky, and keeps her turtleneck and shorts look like…shes all those things, yknow? That’s what makes Voltron so special, the characters arent just one thing.
My hobbies include
- petting my cat
- holding my cat
- burying my face in my cat
- kissing my cat
- meowing at my cat
I forgot these vital ones
- singing songs about my cat to my cat
- nose booping my cat
Did you know that you can just….imagine a cat. like right now you can make an an entire cat inside your head and look at it. a cat. your own cat to look at right there in your mind anytime you want.
Advanced technique,,you can make the cat do things. A whole cat in your head right now playing with a bit of string. the power is yours.the BEST post
Movie Night
It wasn’t too long ago when Marinette’s family officially adopted a cat. Not just any old cat, but one of Paris’ beloved superheroes. His name was Cat Noir, bearer of bad luck. Though sometimes Marinette swore that she had worse luck than he did.
Movie Night
It wasn’t too long ago when Marinette’s family officially adopted a cat. Not just any old cat, but one of Paris’ beloved superheroes. His name was Cat Noir, bearer of bad luck. Though sometimes Marinette swore that she had worse luck than he did.
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@mirthalia CONTINUES TO BE THE PERFECT BETA THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PROOFING THIS AT 2AM HOLY SHIT not to mention talking me through my crabby grumbly block and like five million other things i don’t know how to articulate at 2:30 in the morning <3<3<3
Stray cat strut, I’m a ladies’ cat~
In Adrien’s defense, it was Stray Cat Strut.
As the soul behind Chat Noir, he practically had a contractual obligation to sing along whenever it came on his playlist shuffle, and never let it be said that Adrien skipped out on his duties as Chat Noir.
every now and my cat does something very human like and i get very nervous and ask him “are you a person trapped in a cat’s body. or did you choose this body” very seriously to see if this time he will communicate with me and he always kinda looks to the side and then does what i imagine to be a person doing a bad impression of a cat and it makes me so nervous cuz i do way too much weird shit around my cat for him to actually be a dude pretending to be a cat
MariChat May 2nd: Purring
Marinette loved cats. She liked how cute they were, how soft they were to pet and especially how they purred when they were happy. Unfortunately she lived above a bakery; meaning she was not allowed a cat. Her parents had instead gotten her an insanely cute giant cat plush for her tenth year. She adored it, but was left with a longing for one day having a pet cat of her own.
She didn’t really expect becoming a superhero would be the way she finally, kinda, got a cat. In the form of her superhero partner no less. Stranger still was how much Chat seemed to drop by. Her parents didn’t seem to mind the young superhero, but seriously what was he doing visiting Marinette so often? She was constantly worried about her identity and having to hide behind her fake fan-persona grated on her a bit.
She couldn’t really deny him when he asked to play games with her. Now that she thought about it she couldn’t deny him anything whenever he used those eyes of his. Honestly he was worse than Manon.
It didn’t really occur to her that he was basically part cat until one evening while they were playing games when he let out an actual purr. He had obviously taken great pleasure in the fact that he had just creamed her in their current game of Mecha Strike, but she really hadn’t expected, or even realized, that he could even make a noise like that.
He had only purred for a second, but she definitely wanted to hear it more. She therefore spent the rest of the evening trying to get him to do it again. Frustratingly he seemed to not care about her quest and instead simply continued to beat her in every game. Especially since she grew more frustrated as the evening rolled on. When he left without her managing to get him to do a repeat performance she pouted.
“Mark my words Chat Noir: I will get you to purr again!” She swore to herself.
Her parents whom were relaxing on the couch stared at her strangely as she headed up the stairs before turning to each other and laughing.
“She’s so cute when she gets determined like that.” Laughed Tom.
Sabine let him know she also thought the same by giggling.
The next time Chat Noir was over Marinette had researched purring and come up with a plan. They both sat on her chaise as Chat ate a snack of delicious Macaroons. She shifted closer to him. Ever so slowly her hand reached up to hover over his head. She moved her hand closer to his head with every breath. Closing the last bit of distance she was surprised by Chat bemused stare as he continued to eat his sweets. Well if he didn’t mind.
She slowly moved her hand through his hair. She brushed one of his cat ears and pouted when it didn’t react to her touch. Instead of continuing to obsess about his ear she started to gently scratch his head. In response Chat Noir finally put the plate with his snack down. She frowned. He still wasn’t purring.
“I don’t really mind, but what exactly are you trying to accomplish?” The boy asked in a somewhat bemused manner.
“Just trying to relax the great Chat Noir.” She made sure to put her best acting skills to use and even ended with her best puppy dog eyes.
Chat’s eyes widened slightly and with a bit of a blush moved towards her. She only realized what he was doing when his head was already in her lap. Right this could work.
She started scratching his scalp as gently as she could and with her other hand she ending up playing with his hair a bit. She was actually surprised when Chat Noir did start purring, thought that didn’t stop her from letting out a sound of triumph.
“Always wanted a cat haven’t you?” He chuckled as his eyes stared at up her.
She flushed. “That obvious?” She asked biting her lip.
He just chuckled at closed his eyes. When she didn’t start again he sighed. “How ‘bout I be your cat for today? I owe you for all the help you’ve given to me and Ladybug anyway.”
She smiled wide and agreed.
When Tom and Sabine found the both of them hours later they were curled up against each other and sleeping with Marinette’s hands still resting in Chat’s hair. Deciding they needed to keep the memories. They took several pictures of the adorable girl and her cat.
Totally worth Marinette yelling at them later. Especially when they framed one of the pictures.
why are dog lovers so hateful??? like you meet a cat lover and they’re like “oh i love dogs a lot too! i just prefer cats!” but dog lovers are always like “my ENTIRE FAMILY was MURDERED by a CAT, a cat STOLE MY GIRLFRIEND, BURNED MY HOUSE DOWN, TOOK MY JOB AND KEYED UP MY CAR"
Tom and Sabine have learned Ladybug’s secret identity, and it’s obvious to them that Cat Noir adores their daughter. How deep do those feelings go? And how far are they willing to go to mother the boy underneath the mask?
Rated G
Chapter word count: 1,450Sabine checked her phone again in anxiety. There hadn’t been an akuma attack in the last two days, which meant that one would begin any second. She’d been telling herself that every few minutes since breakfast. Tom was playing video games with Marinette. He was supposed to be getting information out of her, but it didn’t look like he was trying too hard. Sabine watched them while she stirred the soup. Steam rose off the surface in faint curls and twists.
The phone screen lit up, and she grabbed it. An emergency alert. An akuma had been spotted. Civilians were advised to shelter in place until Ladybug and Cat Noir had dealt with the problem.
It was the same message that she’d read dozens of times (and ignored more often than that), but now it made her mind numb with fear. But she had to go through with their plan.
“Oh, there’s another akuma attack.” Her voice sounded hollow and forced. To her dismay, Marinette immediately paused her game and turned around, looking concerned.
“Where is it?”
“Parc Montsouris,” Sabine said. “I just got the text.”
Marinette looked out the window, her face steely, game controller forgotten next to her. Tom and Sabine shared a worried glance.
“Dinner won’t be ready for another half hour,” Sabine said, then took a deep breath to keep it from shaking. This was the most important stage of the plan. “Did you finish all your homework?” Please. Please, say no.
“Oh, uh, yeeaaah, now that you mention it, I do remember that I forgot to do something.” Marinette waved goodbye quickly, then bolted up her stairs, letting the trapdoor thump loudly behind her. Sabine came to sit next to Tom, soup completely abandoned.
“It’s looking likely,” he said. Sabine could only nod. She felt numb, and wondered if she could actually go into shock over this.
