Me, holding Jasper baby style: Who's my eater of souls? My conquerer of men?
My mom: What are you doing?
Me: Consoling my cat
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*Lifts my thumb for kitty to stick her claws in, so she can get better leverage to wash her paw.*
This is her inalienable right.
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“On the 6th Day of the 2nd Month of the First Year of the Kampo era. Taking a moment of my free time, I wish to express my joy of the cat. It arrived by boat as a gift to the late Emperor, received from the hands of Minamoto no Kuwashi.
The color of the fur is peerless. None could find the words to describe it, although one said it was reminiscent of the deepest ink. It has an air about it, similar to Kanno. Its length is 5 sun, and its height is 6 sun. I affixed a bow about its neck, but it did not remain for long.
In rebellion, it narrows its eyes and extends its needles. It shows its back.
When it lies down, it curls in a circle like a coin. You cannot see its feet. It’s as if it were circular Bi disk. When it stands, its cry expresses profound loneliness, like a black dragon floating above the clouds.
By nature, it likes to stalk birds. It lowers its head and works its tail. It can extend its spine to raise its height by at least 2 sun. Its color allows it to disappear at night. I am convinced it is superior to all other cats.”
- journal entry of 22-year-old Emperor Uda on March 11, 889 CE and earliest record of a cat in Japan [x]
Black Cat (detail) by Hishida Shunso, 1910 [x]
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obviously there’s no way of telling when soap is standing far across from ghost when he pulls off his mask in las almas, when the lighting is dim and shadows fall over simon’s face.
but it’s all too easy to tell when soap finally gets his chance up close, when ghost finally decides to fully trust soap with such a vulnerability as taking off his mask.
it takes a moment for soap to notice the little divots of scarring, but when he does—
“you had your eyebrow pierced?”
ghost blinks, obviously caught off guard. “maybe.”
“and—“ soap squints. “—your nose? and on your lip, is that—“
“i’m going to put the mask back on.” ghost begins to not-so subtly lean away.
“no, wait, simon, i just—“
he moves too fast for soap to stop him, and no matter how much soap pouts afterwards, ghost doesn’t so much as budge.
so much for earning that trust.
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my cat really is the most gorgeous cat in the world. sorry to all the other cats, i love you all and will offer you head kisses of commiserations. but i do in fact have the prettiest kitty <3
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you can ONLY joke about cats being “evil” if i know you actually love them. otherwise i dont trust you
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higuruma's favorite way to unwind is to put on some of his old records and kick back on his flea market sofa with a bottle of scotch and his cat in his lap and slippers on his feet.
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