#cat yokai

[anretoga]

I know that you like Turbo Granny but I grew up with Nyanko Sensei 🙈 :’v

[xuzuul]

Beware

[tys1on]

regarding this https://www.tumblr.com/tys1on/768247383032217600/i-made-a-3d-hovernyan-for-a-school-assignment-3d?source=share

”3D hovernyan is real and should be feared” I have some news about the yo-Kai watch games….. there all in 3D

OH SNAP i forgor 😭 oopsies they are indeed very 3d…

anyway heres strawbernyan doodle i made before bed… i want to blend him affectionately..

[crimsonglow-art]

She taken away his love, his life, and his last bit of that human empathy he gain from the experienced of the humans he cherished in the past. Now The Cat Yokai Shadow Kawasaki is seeking vengeance for the lost of his family by the hands of Mirage. He'll make sure she pays.

A late birthday present for @rbcomics

[daemonya]

chatbot sharing: Midnight Mirror Murders

🐾You know how cats bring dead things as gifts? This one's just getting started.

c.ai 🍓 janitor 🍰 charhub 🌸 sakura

[puddingvalkyrie]

Eavesdropping

  "The boy is weak."  It was wrong to eavesdrop, she knew. But the old king could only mean one person by 'the boy' and that made this her business. Cat-formed, Aurelia crept to the door.   "You expect too much from him," Nareena argued. "He's just a child, yet."   "And if you leave him, he'll remain a child," the old king countered. "He spends too much time with the commoners. I blame your husband."   "You mean the husband you insisted I marry?" Nareena replied. "I have no complaints now, but it was your idea."   "You know that ensuring the line of Night continues is an important duty," the old king told her. "So don't you try to pull that. I don't suppose he's taken a fancy to some commoner that he's started spending so much time below stairs?"   "He seems depressed lately for sure," Nareena said. "Grandmother Connie spoke to him, but she won't tell me what he said. I think perhaps he is lovesick, I can't see any other reason for his melancholy."   "What half-wit spurns the affections of the Dark Prince?" the old king scoffed. "It's a chance to be queen some day, and bear Gaia's heir. And what's his excuse? He's handsome enough and he's no rapscallion. Then again, perhaps that's the problem. Goes back to what I was saying. He needs to grow a bloody backbone."   "I keep telling you, he's not short of admirers just because he's not an inconsiderate boor," Nareena sighed. "He's just shy, I think. He's been sneaking around lately . . . no idea why he thinks he should hide anything from us, but you know what teenagers are like."   "Bah, and there's a fancy new word we didn't need in my day," the old king complained. "You had children and you had adults and no-one thought to mollycoddle the ones who weren't growing up fast enough."   "Yes yes, you've made your opinion quite clear, father," Nareena snapped. "I agree, to a point. Tyrian won't make a good king if he's too soft. But he's only young. And I believe his spending more time with the common folk to be him listening to his father. Connall has always encouraged us to mingle with them."   "I'm glad someone listens to their father," he grumbled. 

The conversation turned to what nobles Tyrian might have an interest in, or how they might get him interested if he wasn't, and Aurelia snuck away. Much as it would be amusing to hear them be wrong, she had other things to do.   "Louis." She tugged on the sleeve of the guard as he stood watching the others train. "We're friends, right?"   "Yeah?" He turned his gaze to the stern-eyed teenager. He'd never seen someone wearing so much pink look so serious. The cherry-blossom covered yukata did not suit her expression at all.

  “Do you think I could be a guard?” she asked.

  “Why?” He tilted his head to one side. “Fool’s a cushy job. You don’t have to do very much.”

  “Sounds like being a guard.” She stuck her tongue out at him. “So do you think I can or not?”

  “Even if I said no you’re going to try anyway,” Louis replied with a shrug. “But yeah, why not?”

  “How?” she asked, narrowing her eyes.

  “I guess you need to ask the Captain of the Guard if she’ll train you. You’ll have to ask permission to leave your current post first though. It’d be rude to ask the Captain before you ask Their Majesties.”

  “Yeah . . .” She wasn’t looking forward to that.   “So . . . Not telling me why then?”

  “Not here.” She walked off towards the palace gardens. He watched her leave before finally shaking his head and following.

  “You got some kind of privacy spell or something?” she asked, once she'd found a suitably secluded spot.

  “This isn’t private enough?” Louis clicked his tongue. “Is this some kingdom ruining secret you got or . .?” Aurelia gave him a dark look. “So it IS?” He raised a barrier.

  “I finally found something I agree with King Pickleface on.” She crossed her arms and paced from one side of his barrier to the other. “Tyrian needs help.”

  “He does seem upset lately.”

  “He’s gone to pieces over some stupid boy,” she complained. “And now Pickleface thinks he’s weak. Thing is . . .”

  “You think so too?” Louis guessed.

  “No!” she shouted. “Well, yes. Sort of. It’s . . . It’s not weak to be kind. And it’s not weak to be sad.”

  “King Connall, huh?” The king and his words were popular. “I don’t remember him saying the second one.”

  “Kings don’t have to say things to make them true.”

  “Never said they did.” He waited patiently for her to get to the point.

  “It’s his own stupid fault!” she burst out.

  “Connall’s?”

  “Pickleface’s!” Aurelia wrinkled her nose. “Tyrian wants to be like Master Connall so bad and if he was just left to his own devices, he'd find his own way or whatever, but his grandfather keeps telling him he’s wrong!” She clawed one hand down the bark of a nearby tree. “And then he wonders why he’s no confidence! Idiot!”

  “And what do you expect being a guard is going to do about it?”

  “That’s . . . Complicated. A fool has no social standing." She started pacing again. "I’m going to need some social standing . . .”

  “For what?”

  “Tyrian needs someone to be, I don’t know, mean I guess, whatever the definition of strong is to that moron. So I’ll be mean for him.”

  “I think you’re going to need to aim higher than a guard,” Louis pointed out.

  “I think you’re right.” She bit her lip. “But I have to start somewhere.” She looked up sharply. “Right, you can drop the spell. . . . Oh, and if you ever tell anyone I said Tyrian went to pieces over a boy I’ll scratch your face off.”

  “I thought we were friends?” he said, tilting his head.

  “That’s how I know you won’t tell,” she replied, smiling brightly.

  “A boy, huh . . .”

  His lip was wobbling already and tears were welling up.

  “You’re quitting?! Why? Did I do something wrong?” Tyrian clasped her hands. “Please don’t leave! Please . . . Don’t you leave me too . . .”

  “I’m not going anywhere, you dummy,” she told him. “I just want a different job.”

  “But why?” Tyrian asked again. “Do you not like being my fool? I have done something, haven’t I?”

  “No!” she said quickly. “Look, no-one needs to pay me to be your friend, okay? It’s a waste of the palace's resources, you know?”

  “It’s not because of me?”  

  “I want to be more useful,” Aurelia replied. “I don’t want to sit around being pretty. That’s what nobles are for, right?” She gave him her best smile.

  “Yeah . . .” She got a weak smile in return. “So you’re really not going anywhere?”

  “Nope,” she replied. “Even if my parents find me then hey, the position of fool will be open, right?” Tyrian finally burst into tears. He hugged her tightly;

  “You’ve no idea what that means to me,” he sniffled.

  “Nah, I’m pretty sure I do,” she replied, hugging him back.

She hesitated as she went to knock on the King's door. After a few false starts, she steeled herself and rapped sharply on the wood.

  “Come in?” came the reply. She pushed the door open and peeked around it. Connall looked at her from his desk. “Aurelia, you don’t have to knock. Is something the matter?” She realised she was clutching the door. She let go and shuffled into the room, putting her hands behind her back.

  “No.” She swallowed nervously. “Maybe Tyrian told you, but . . . I decided to quit being a fool. Not that I’m ungrateful!” she added quickly. “I just think I’ll be more useful as something else. And I want to learn new things.”

  “You’re growing up, the pair of you.” He smiled at her.

  “It’s really okay?”

  “Of course,” he replied. “But really, what's the matter? Did something happen? You can’t have fallen out, or I’d have heard about it. Did someone else upset you?”

  “Sort of, but . . .” she trailed off.  “It's a secret.”

  “Oh, I see." He paused just for a moment. "Well, we all have secrets.” He leaned forward and tousled her hair. “You’ll always be part of the family Aurelia. You don’t get to quit that part.”

  “You’re the best, Master Connall.” She beamed at him, close to tearing up herself. She lunged forward and gave him a tight hug around the waist before scampering off down the hall.  

She was going to be a guard and then . . . Well, that was the secret.

But she’d show him.

She’d show him who was weak.

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Wrote this several years ago, but it was relevant to the new piece I did and I don't think I posted it here.

Originally posted on deviantart, Nov 14th 2017.

[kit27x]

March Update on the 16th! {Sticker preview #2}

Ko-fi

March Update is coming up on the 16th! Here is the 2nd & 3rd sticker for the launch of the 12 I have designed.

I had fun drawing these two. :3

[vampiresdontbelonginfairytales]

I feel like I maybe should upload the longer comics in panel by panel format, it seems to kind of hate me when I upload them as one thing? ..which I wish I'd known earlier. First Previous Next

[bloggingfromyokaiworld]

The trivet cat, or gotoku neko, is so-named for its strange habit of wearing a trivet - a tripod used to protect cookware from the coals of a fire - on its head like a crown.

This benevolent feline yokai would sneak into homes on cold nights and use their bamboo pipes to stoke the embers in the fireplace, simply seeking a little warmth for the night.

For more information and more delightful yokai artwork, visit Matthew Meyer's website and consider picking up one of his books!

Υokai Cat by Matthew Meyer

[burritello3000]

Rise Angel design for a comic I never ended up drawing ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I chose a cat because I thought I was going to be drawing her frequently and I like drawing cats. I LOVE ANGEL SO MUCH WE NEED MORE OF HER 💜💜💜

[tanuki-kimono]

Final artpiece by Acotama for their youkai project, based here on Utagawa Kuniyoshi's The Origin Story of the Cat Stone at Okabe. You can find here the presentation of this piece and here the WIP of the big nekomata.

I already share two of those doll monsters (depressed pumpkin ghost / fox-deer-faced discarded hakama), but Acotama made 140 of those creatures, and some will be sold this Winter, so be sure to follow their page if you are interested :D

[xuzuul]

"I'M NOTHING LIKE YALL 😎😭😭😭" 🗣🔥🔥🔥

I love this stupid meme so I had to draw the nyans on it,,, not my best work but I'm posting it anyway because I'm stupid

Original on the left and mine on the right.. but you probably already knew that lol

[lingrimmart]

Yokai random designs!

[rhetthammersmithhorror]

Cat-Eyed Boy | 1976 — 猫目小僧

[daemonya]

chatbot sharing: Neko no Yume ᓚᘏᗢ ☕︎ Cat Café

🐾ancient nekomata seeks world domination through strategic deployment of weaponized cuteness

c.ai 🍓 janitor 🍰 charhub 🌸 sakura