#voidkatten

[filibusterfrog]

real catgirl for @voidkatten

[oc-smashorpass]

(She/Her)

half-drow, half-orc, all druid, aleksei was

''''adopted"''' out of the underdark by the faerie queen of the summer court at a young age and raised among the fae. she's now the queen's left hand woman and errand girl, sent on dangerous missions to other planes to retrieve powerful artifacts and curiosities for her lady. as a druid and party healer, she feels immense personal responsibility for the lives and wellbeing of those she cares for, which hasn't been going so hot for her lately.

externally she's stoic, unflappable, and has a very fae-like streak of mischief; internally she struggles with identity, her place in the world, and her sense of worth in relation to her usefulness to others. she feels somewhat unsuited to the politics and showmanship at court, but finds that one can wildshape their way out of most situations if they're not a coward.

she's 6'3" with a dick to match, a switch, and certainly not above using her magic for horny purposes. also her best friend is a bird. who can argue with that.

oc by @voidkatten !

art by @lionsenpai !

[bewildereye]

Verle, a gift for my sister @voidkatten.

Merr Chrimmus.

[lionsenpai]

so recently our party has become frienemies(?!?) with a death god's special little princess, and due to Plot Reasons my pc is dueling her for some information that only she can give us.... IF ONLY could get a lil bit of SUPPORT in this bitch.

(thanks to @voidkatten and @araneaserket for aly and eve respectively)

[lucytara]

green, "she kisses like a grenade" and/or "feeling pretty good about the trouble that I'm in"

“There,” Sun says into her ear, pointing towards the bar; club lights flash, rhythm pumps. It’s not that rude under the circumstances. “Her. She shot me down last week.” 

Yang squints, following his arm. “The girl with the cat ears?” 

“Yeah.” Sun shrugs, lifts his cup to his lips. “I thought I had that going for me. Like, you know, having something in common.” 

Yang’s mouth curls amusedly; Sun’s a gem, but sometimes his layers unpeel to simplicity. It’s not always a bad thing, though it definitely hinders him when it comes to picking up women. “Girls don’t really like being narrowed down to a single trait,” she says, patting him on the shoulder. “What’s the bet?” 

“A hundred lien,” he says. 

Yang blinks bemusedly. “For a dance?” 

“No,” he says, gleaming wickedly. “Let’s make it interesting.” 

“You’re on, Wukong,” she says, physically unable to resist a challenge. “How far do you want me to go?” 

“A kiss is fine,” he says, grinning. “Good luck. She’s tough.” 

Yang only winks casually at him, pushing through the crowd of people clogging up the bar. The girl’s lucky enough to be standing around the less-packed corner, talking amicably with another girl whose hair is so white it’d blend straight into a blizzard. There’s not a ton of space, but plenty of opportunities. 

She squeezes past a group of guys passing out shots, tucks herself right beside the girl and waits, holds herself aloof. It’s a busy place, a busy night - everyone’s drunk, clumsy - all she has to do is–

“Shit,” a guy slurs, accidentally bumping into her from behind, which sends her into the girl’s side. “My bad.” 

“Watch it,” Yang snaps at him, and the girl turns to the interruption. Yang puts on the most apologetic expression she can manage, rests a hand gently on the girl’s arm. One of her ears twitches; Yang makes it a point not to look at them. “I’m so sorry, are you okay?” 

The lights flash again, illuminating their true colors, and Yang suddenly realizes the girl Sun’s challenged her to is fucking gorgeous. 

“I’m fine,” she says, half-smile playing about her mouth. “Can’t really avoid being run into at the bar.” 

She’s gorgeous, and not in a passive, pretty way; she’s dangerous, dark, alluring. She’s wearing a crop top with the chest in a pattern of criss-crossing fabric, leather pants, and boots that somehow slip halfway up her thigh. Yang vaguely catalogues her hand, still touching the girl’s arm. She lets autopilot take over, too mesmerized for cool. “You’re telling me,” she says charmingly, leaning in to be heard. “I used to think being tall was an advantage, but apparently I’m just a bigger target.” 

The girl laughs once, her irises glittering under the dim light. She looks like she stole the stars right out of space. She tilts her head, angling for Yang’s ear. “How tall are you?” she asks curiously, intrigued now that it’s been pointed out.

“Five-nine.” Yang pulls back slightly, eyes her up and down, ballparks it. “And you’re - five-seven?” 

Her mouth quirks guiltily. “I’m a fake five-seven,” she admits. “Most of my shoes are boots with…significant heels.” 

“Well,” Yang says with a grin, “you pull it off brilliantly.” 

The girl smiles, and this time it takes over her lips entirely. “I’m Blake,” she says, holding out a hand. Yang reciprocates but doesn’t quite shake, instead curling her fingers around Blake’s palm and holding there for a second before releasing. It’s slightly more intimate, and far easier to pass off as a drunk missed intention.

“Yang,” she says, and her stare drops to the girl behind Blake, now tapping through her scroll. “Is she your girlfriend, or–?” 

Blake pulls a face somewhere between a grimace and a giggle. “Absolutely not,” she says cheerfully, lifting her mouth back to Yang’s ear. The music’s too loud for conversation, but they’re trying anyway; it’s how Yang knows she’s working. “I’m single.” 

Yang raises an eyebrow. She’s forgotten about the money entirely; Blake’s hands are soft, that’s all she’s thinking. Her fingers are long and slender. If shadows knew to take a form and seduce, they’d look like her. “How convenient,” Yang murmurs, brings her lips closer to Blake’s skin than she’d dared before. “So am I.” 

The smirk Blake’s wearing suddenly - Yang recognizes it, recognizes the power of it, the play. There’s a game here; there’s something of a cat-and-mouse. She doesn’t intend the pun, but she’s clear on exactly which part of the chase she represents. 

“So Sun’s just a wingman?” Blake says, her voice low and amused, and Yang pauses with the music, waits to drop with it, too. People shift around them; the bar’s stained wet with condensation. The white-haired girl has disappeared entirely. 

Yang looks up. One of Blake’s ears twitch. 

She’s been trapped. 

She sighs. “He set me up, didn’t he,” she asks shortly, already thinking of ways to kick his ass, but Blake only laughs again, shakes her head.

“No,” she says, oddly charmed by the reaction to the twist of events. “Well, actually, kind of. I think he genuinely forgot I could hear him, but I did tell him last week I wasn’t interested in a relationship. Any relationship.” 

Yang runs a hand through her hair, but she can’t manage to hold the embarrassment much longer; she’s always been carried by flow, smooth enough to roll off of. “Well,” she says, grinning sheepishly, “then I won’t waste any more of your time.” 

Blake quirks her head, staring at her knowingly. “Sorry,” she says, smirk unwinding further. “I didn’t emphasize that correctly. I told him I wasn’t interested.” 

Oh. Oh. What a difference an implication makes. Yang mirrors her mouth, bites the inside of her lip. “Just so you know,” she says darkly, “you aren’t the kind of girl I would’ve kissed and walked away from.” 

“So what kind of girl am I?” 

“Look at you,” Yang breathes out against her ear, fingers uncurling against her jaw. “He did set me up. You couldn’t be more my type if I’d imagined you myself.”

She doesn’t get the opportunity to retreat, doesn’t get the chance for Blake to murmur a reply; she starts the motion and Blake follows her mouth, catches her lips as she pulls away. Blake tastes like whisky and cherries, neither of which Yang enjoys on their own but somehow work perfectly together on Blake’s tongue. 

“You won your bet,” Blake murmurs against her. “How much does he owe you if you take me home?” 

Yang grins, can almost feel Sun’s shell-shocked stare from across the room. Blake kisses her again, fingernails scratching against her scalp as she threads her fingers through Yang’s hair. 

“Nothing,” Yang says when they break. Her heart shoots through her veins, unable to stand still. “There’s no way in hell I could put a price to that.”

“I can,” Blake says coyly. “Take me out to breakfast in the morning.”

Yang laughs, nods in agreement. The bass thumps, beats down its doors, the strobe lights quick enough for a blink; all the people who said clubs weren’t a place to find love were wrong. They just weren’t looking hard enough, or they’d had too many shots, or - or, she realizes, they didn’t have the right friends. 

She’ll let Sun keep the money.

[tahthetrickster]

voidkatten replied to your post: yknow

leak the playlist tah

IM NOT DONE YET but heres some fukken uhhh Choice Lyric Clips™

[allthecanadianpolitics]

hi! I think the online service to update voter info is closed already, and I realized I can't remember whether I'm registered with one of my old addresses. I know I can update in person when I go to vote, but do you know what I'd have to bring with me in order to prove my address? I don't think I have any paper bills, but I do have e-bills with my name and address on them, would that be enough?

What you will need to vote:

To vote, you will need to bring one piece of identification that shows your name and current residential address. If you are on the Voters List, bring your Voter Information Card and one piece of identification that shows your name. If you are not on the Voters List, bring one piece of identification that shows both your name and current residential address.

You can use an original identification document, a photocopy of an identification document, or an electronic copy displayed on a mobile device. This includes utility bills received electronically.

There’s a PDF here that lists all the ID you can use.

[doribuki]

voidkatten replied to your photoset: (grid meme redux found here!) distinguished:...

can i marry all ur ocs

not all but some, yes

[biologyweeps]

voidkatten replied to your post: hi owlet today i found out some people use chelex...

YEAH THEY THINK ITLL TAKE THE HEAVY METALS OUTTA THEIR SYSTEM OR SOMETHING IM SCARED TO READ MORE ABT IT

if you can bring yourself to find it again, please put it in my inbox. I must look at this with my own two eyes now. 

[lachrymimosaa]

THE PRINTER FUCKED ME TOO :(( THESE LESSONS ARE THE HARDEST

[bewildereye]

Nine people I'd like to know better

Tagged by @hauntingyourself (honestly I never expect anyone to think of me on these things. thanks.)

Last song: Infraliminal by REZZMAU5 (Rezz and Deadmau5 collab, i need them to score my fucking life)

Favourite colour: like a nice earthy and dark forest/mossy green. really dark blue is another hit

Currently watching: recently finished Pluto (of the Astro Boy variety) and going to pick up Scavenger's Reign very soon

Last movie/tv show: The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (2011), see current obsession below

Spicy/savoury/sweet: spicy takes the top, but only by a few points

Relationship status: recently married, monogamous

Current obsession: in terms of media, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (2011). I should make some fan art soon.

Last thing you googled: aside from coding stuff for work, the last thing was Gene Wilder, apparently.

Tagging: @prider-parker @floq @fishing-for-blood @cookietastic @theelvishscribbler @thedoormann @copperbadge and just for shits and giggles @lionsenpai @voidkatten

Don't mean to be a bother to some of you (to others I definitely meant to be a bother) I just genuinely have a hard time thinking of people for these.

[gaybichon]

voidkatten replied to your post “i haven’t run out of meds in a while (AND I EVEN EMAILED MY...”

this was the mood when i weaned off my snri last summer it was just sleep snack pokemon

that’s exactly how i’m gonna survive until monday

[lionsenpai]

this hasnt happened in our dnd game YET, but its only a matter of time. verity is a mage slayer and aly's only fucking hope is turning her into a goat (but watch out)

(aly belongs to @voidkatten)

[autopotion]

celes/terra! for the music meme!

Cliff’s Edge - Hayley Kiyoko

Hold Me - Be Steadwell

You Are The Moon - The Hush Sound

[pixieposts]

People I’d like to know better!

Tagged by @sociallyawkwardfoxwriter , sorry for the delay dearest💖

Last song: Yo Quiero Bailar by Sonia y Selena because I’m back on a Spanish music kick and trying to re-learn the language 

Last show: True crime documentaries on YT 😅

Currently watching: A TT live while I make some pendants, chill background stuff 

Currently reading: Beneath the Stairs by Jennifer Fawcett, its not my usual type of book but I’m enjoying it so far!

I’ll tag..... @princesssakurasylveon @tyrantosaurus @voidkatten

[strongermonster]

voidkatten replied to your post:

tbh I saw ‘pickering’ and passed right back out

normally i would agree and be like “this seems like a toronto problem zzz” but my wonderful wife is currently in the splash zone of “could star in my own fallout game if this goes tits up” (altho she’s more interested in if student debt is cancelled if society collapses)