#cat!remus

today is multiverse monday (but i'm on vacation)! send me any au you can think of :)

bro i've written hybrid stuff before i think an actual animal is a whole lot more believable

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i think kitty remus loves to snuggle :( and he's one of those snappy cats too where he's the sweetest thing in the whole world 99% of the time but then if you accidentally touch his tummy when he doesn't want you to or you move too fast then his claws are in your arm

so sometimes when he comes and plops down on your lap you're a little scared for your safety

oh you're gonna try to move him?

say goodbye to your eye

if you found him as a stray he'd have the most crippling obsession with you

if you are in the house he's on top of you

doesn't matter if you're standing up, he's on your shoulders

doesn't matter if you're laying down, he's on your chest

doesn't matter if you're sitting down, he's on your lap kneading your tummy

he's such a sweet boy and he just wants to be held

you're more than happy to hold him

he's kinda judgy tbh

if you bring a partner around and they don't fawn over him like you do??

if they're not begging on their knees to pet him??

they're out

he will sleep between you and them in bed and probably smother them because he wants you to kiss his forehead

not theirs >:(

but if they bribe him with fish he'll come around!!

you buy him sweaters.

i repeat.

you buy him sweaters.

he doesn't like the feeling of wearing them, he likes laying on them though

but if you put them on him he won't complain

you just have to give him lots of hugs

Art exchange with @shitpostsandgoodposts.

Thomas Sanders is the proud owner of five wonderful kitties

So let’s meet the Kitties:

There’s Roman, a gray calico kitty. He loves his feather toy, baths, and being the center of attention and head scratches

There’s Patton, the big golden fluffball who is more or less a dog. He loves his toy which is a mini version of him, he also loves belly rubs

There’s Logan, a gray cat who enjoys sleeping on bookshelves and fighting with Roman for the top spot on the cat tower. He also enjoys sneaking into the shower.

There’s Dee, a yellow, black, and gray cat who spends most of his time waiting for the day he can finally get Remy the goldfish out of his bowl without getting himself wet. He hasn’t figured it out yet but he’s trying.

Then there’s Virgil. The all black kitty who has a knack for disappearing and will only come out when a laser pointer encourages him to.

And those are the kitties until:

“Uh Thomas. I thought you had five cats?”

“I do?”

“Well there’s a sixth.”

“... One, two, three, four, five... six... Oh my gosh he’s adorable. He looks like Roman with his ear bitten!”

“He also looks dirty.”

“I’ll bathe him.”

“Its a cat. And it could have rabies or something.”

“Just a bath and then to the vet. What could go wrong?”

Turns out this new cat wasn’t a fan of baths. He touched the soapy water and high tailed it out of kitchen sink- knocking Virgil who had come to investigate in- and ran off spreading water and soap wherever he went

This new cat was named Remus. An outdoors cat who somehow found his way to a new home. Not that Thomas minded or well he didn’t when Remus wasn’t knocking things off tables or playing loudly with random things at three in the morning

Thomas Sanders is the proud owner of five six wonderful kitties

Random times with the kitties:

Thomas decided to take em on a walk:

Roman is game

Remus doesn’t like leashes and pulls a lot

Logan is intrigued

Patton is loving it

Dee looks like he rather be elsewhere

Virgil had enjoyed until a car had gone by and he had permanently attached himself to Thomas pant leg

Joan 900% calls Thomas a crazy cat lady

They also give all the cats catnip

Virgil and Patton switch off sleeping on Thomas’ chest

All cats were rescue- well besides Remus he just kind of appeared

Remus goes out and brings back birds and things

Remus also sneaks out

Dee breaks things and Remus gets blamed

Roman is an avid fan of sunbathing

Virgil is the opposite

Logan finds the laptop to be very comfortable

Thomas takes many videos of his babies and posts them

It’s okay if Virgil vanishes for days at a time cuz his food is still eaten so he’s okay

Each cat is semi picky about food

There is nothing better to Thomas than coming home from a bad day and six cats emerge to surround and love him

This lil guy?

This is him now...

October Prompt #5: Rat.

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Remus the cat was never a fan of listening. Most familiars were obedient, well-behaved saps, and to Remus that sounded utterly boring. He would sometimes fetch the ingredients Deceit wanted, but there was also an equal chance that Remus would simply bat the containers onto the ground and watch them shatter, to the point that over time Deceit grew wise to the idea that he should fetch his own materials. 

Of course, Remus didn’t try to be unhelpful, rather he had no desire to be helpful in any capacity. He loved his witch, but as a feline Remus was independent enough to have his own thoughts on how the day should go. Remus was drawn to explore, stalking down wildlife that grew too close to the cottage and plopping them at Deceit’s feet as a show of devotion. It was Remus’ way of saying an almost apology, by replacing what he had broken with what he had gained. Of course rat tails were no substitute for torn fairy wings, but as a cat Remus knew next to nothing about the intricacies of potion making.

He wanted to know, though! Remus was very curious about Deceit’s practices, often sticking his nose where it didn’t belong. Any time a potion was bubbling Deceit had to keep a careful eye out lest Remus stick his entire head into the boiling mixture. At this point Remus’ whiskers seemed to be permanently singed, stunted in their growth from catching aflame one too many times by getting in the line of fire during wand practice. His black fur was so mangy and rumpled that on more than one occasion he was taken in by a kind-hearted family who wanted to rescue the ‘stray’.

“I apologize for him.” Deceit commented dryly, not looking particularly apologetic as he opened the door to a disheveled neighbor. The man was covered in scratches, and earned a few more as Remus leapt from his arms, curling around Deceit’s legs with a purr. 

“You- it- but-” The neighbor sounded nearly deranged, pointing at Remus accusingly. “You little monstrous rat! You double-timing, thieving-” 

“It’s only a cat.” Deceit reminded him, not bothering to inform the mortal that being a familiar, Remus most likely did possess the knowledge that his actions held moral consequences and just refused to care. 

“How can you put up with that thing?” The human hissed, looking afraid as he tucked into his chest to hide the claw marks. Remus never liked to be kept from Deceit for long, and seemed to physically punish those who kept them separated. Which often turned out to be ignorant villagers- a mistake that was only made once.

Deceit merely shrugged. “We have a weird relationship. He follows me around and I don’t tell him to go away most of the time.”

“Just… keep it indoors.” The neighbor advised. “You can’t let that thing get around children.”

“I will be sure to do just that.” Deceit planned to do no such thing. Without any more fanfare he shut the door, finding that his limit of dealing with tedious bystanders had been reached. He looked down at Remus with a glare. “You are nothing but trouble. I cannot have you underfoot while I work because you interfere, and it seems if I set you loose you just wreak havoc on the village- which seems to be my problem as well. You know I hate mortal affairs.” 

Remus, being a cat, simply meowed. The feline’s lips twitched in a way that resembled a smirk. 

“Perhaps I really should turn you into a rat.” Deceit threatened, crossing his arms. “You’d be more useful to me as potion fodder than an assistant, and you’re already as repulsive as one.”

Remus wouldn’t mind being a rat, in all honesty, but something in Deceit’s tone made the familiar pause. He meowed softer, wrapping himself again around Deceit’s legs and rubbing his matted tail along. 

“...I won’t.” Deceit finally sighed, crouching down to scratch behind Remus’ ears. “I could, though.”