#cat!patton

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Catboy!! Yeah we all saw this coming, didn't we <33 frog was just too obvious :P and I like to imagine that this guy is Very Fluffy.

Also. He gets a bow because he deserves to be hello kitty.

[Remus,  Roman,  Janus,  Logan,  Virgil]

(rbs are appreciated ❤️❤️)

[jungle321jungle]

Sanders Cats!

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 has been: Sanders Cats

[anxiousandwierd]

TS A whisker away au

Headcannons; Grooming

Patton grooms Virgil any chance he gets.

Virgil doesn't like it at first but Patton is much bigger then him so there's not much he can do.

Patton eventual realises he isn't respecting Virgils boundaries and stops.

But then Virgil starts coming to him to get groomed.

And the first time Virgil groomed Patton back he turned into a giant purr machine.

Happy Pappy :3

Remus openly licks his butt in front of them.

Logan is very meticulous about brushing Patton's fur.

Patton makes biscuits in Logan's lap while he's being brushed.

It hurts but he knows cats do that when they like you so he endures the pain, the pain of a cat loving you.

Patton sometimes tries to lick Logan clean and got the fibres of his jersey stuck in his tongue.

Roman tries to brush Virgil. It doesn't go well.

The second the brush makes contact with his fur he is 5 meters in the air.

Whenever he sees the brush he lets out the most antagonistic mrouw.

Janus bathes Remus, it goes very well, he purrs the whole way throught. He gets clean and dry and behaves the whole time.

He then proceeds knock over Januses potplant and rolling the dirt. He looks proud of himself too.

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V I R T U A L I Z A T I O N

Logan

Roman

Virgil

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5.-Leap

The prompt list was made by @hiddendreamer67

This is the third part of 23.-Witchcraft and 29.-Black Cat

Virgil heard the door of the house opening violently, he flinched and almost dropped the potion he was making “Virgil!” Shouted the witch that just entered to his house. “In the workshop!” He shouted back. Logan stood up and walked to the other end of the bottle he was on, after the incident with Dee, Virgil changed the bottle to a plastic one and left him in a high shelf, a guy entered to Virgil’s workshop ”Did you really made it?! Where is him?!” ”Good afternoon my lovely boyfriend I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner to see you” said Virgil in a sarcastic tone. The other witch blushed ”I'm sorry” he hugged Virgil from behind and kissed his cheek ”I'm just exited” Virgil giggled ”Don't you mean, I Roman Prince have to see if it's true because no other witch can be more powerful than me?” Said Virgil, imitating his boyfriend's voice. Roman made some offended princey noises ”you know I'm happy for you, this is a really big accomplishment” “I know, I’m just teasing you, he’s in the shelf” said Virgil, pointing at Logan. Roman looked at where the other witch pointed, he got closer and Logan backed away until he touched the other end of the container, Roman picked up the bottle and hold it close to his face “wow, Virgil this is really impressive” Logan looked at Virgil’s boyfriend, he was taller than him, his hair was shorter and his skin was darker then as well as his hair. “Be careful, you’re going to scare him, the poor guy has gone through a lot already” said Virgil getting closer to them. Roman smiled “Yeah, I bet getting shrunk by a witch is not something usual between humans” Virgil rolled his eyes “that and he was being chased by Dee” “Dee what?! Oh, maybe I shouldn’t have brought Patton, having two cats in the house could be a lot after that” The human gulped, there was another cat, he looked down and saw who he supposed was Patton, it was a fluffy white cat and unlike Dee, it looked like the typical of cat you could cuddle with, but of course, Logan didn’t have a great experience with cats. “Oh, I didn’t see him” Virgil kneeled “hey buddy” he said petting Patton “but he’s a good boy, he’ll never do anything to Logan, unlike someone else” the witch sent a glare to his cat, who was cleaning himself on the other side of the room. Patton leaned on the touch and purred, he looked up at the human and lied on the floor, trying to appear less threatening. Logan got distracted with the cat’s actions and didn’t notice the container being tilted until he fell in Roman’s hand, Virgil watched and stood up “I told you to be careful” “I am being careful, I just want to get a closer look at him” Roman raised his hand closer to his face “It’s just so cool seeing something so familiar as a human in this scale” Logan backed away from the giant face, still not used to it “I-I don’t want to bother you, but I’m not really comfortable with being held...” said Logan. Roman got the human away from his face “I’m sorry” he said looking around “uh... where do you want me to leave you?” “You can put him in the desk, we’re here Dee won’t try anything, if you’re okay with it” he said turning to the human. “As long as you don’t leave me alone with him...” “Of course” Roman walked to the desk and lowered his hand for Logan to jump off. Patton jumped to the table once the human was on it, sitting with safe distance between them, Logan looked at him and backed away a few steps. Roman noticed the human's nervousness ”Don't worry, Patton's harmless, he doesn't even captures the mice on my house, I doubt he'll do anything to you” the witch made a sign with his hand and Patton walked to him, purring once he was pet by his owner ”See, he's well behaved and perfectly trained” ”Dee doesn't give a shit about anyone except him, he's a brat and I'm stuck with him” said Virgil. Logan looked at the white cat, he did looked nicer than Dee, but he wasn't going to take the risk that easily ”I'll be fine as long as you're here with them”

“Come on, you need to take a leap of faith, you can get surprised” said Roman.

Logan raised an eyebrow “I’m not sure that´s a good idea, any kind of leap would be mortal to me at this size”

Virgil huffed trying not to laugh “A figurative leap, what Roman meant is that you should try and trust Patton”

The human looked at the white cat “I-I’ll think about it…” Before any of the witches could answer both cats looked at the door, moving their ears alarmed ”witch hunters” said Dee growling. ”Oh shit” Virgil walked to his magic materials, searching between them ”We need to protect the house” ”I'll help you” said Roman, he summoned a wand and with it a spell book. Virgil looked at his boyfriend ”You should go back and protect your own house, I'll be fine” ”No, my house is closer to the human town, they already went there if they close, I'll help you and then I'll go to my house” Roman got out of the room ,Virgil followed him, still trying to convince him to go to his house.

And without noticing, both witches had left Logan alone in a room with two cats and no way to protect or defend himself, Dee stood up and jumped to the table, on the opposite side from here Patton was.

“Well, well, well, they forgot about you little mouse” he said, getting closer to Logan “We can have some more fun together”

Logan covered himself with his arms, waiting for Dee to jump and get him, but it never happened, he opened his eyes, just to find himself under a ball of white fur “I think you already caused enough damage to the human” it was Patton, Patton was protecting him.

The black cat purred angrily “Come on Patton, can you stop being soft and have fun for once?”

“Torturing a human is not really what I call fun” Patton sat, Leaving Logan between his paws “And as long as I’m here, you won’t get your claws on him any time soon Dee”

“Fine, I´ll find another thing to keep myself entertained in the meantime, but when you and Roman get out of here, that human will be mine” Dee got off the table and out of the room annoyed.

Logan got out a sigh of relief “thank you Patton” he said looking up at the cat.

Patton looked down at him “It´s nothing, I was just doing the right thing”

Logan smiled, and after all, he as reconsidering taking this figurative leap.

To be continued...

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May i request “Tell me who did this to you.” and “It’s over. They’re not going to hurt you again.” with moxiety?

CatScratch 

Sanders Sides: Roman, Virgil, Patton Fic Type: Mystery/Crime!AU Blurb: Virgil’s learned to expect a lot of things helping the police solve murders, but he never thought that they’d actually find something that could crack his own unsolved case. Warnings: Death (Mentioned), Murders (mentioned), Blood, Injuries, Needles/Shots

The screeching of rusty hinges grated on Virgil’s ears sending a pulse of agony through his head. Growling under his breath, he tugged his hood further down over his eyes. This is why he hated old office buildings they made way too much noise.

“Sorry.” Prince apologized, holding the door open for him. “I honestly didn’t know it would do that.”

“S’fine” He muttered, hunching his shoulders. It’s not like Roman Prince had to remember on a daily basis that he wasn’t…normal.

“It’s not. Your ears okay?”

Virgil shot him a look, fighting to keep said ears from laying back flat against his head. “What do you think?”

Mr. Investigative Detective at least at the decency to look apologetic as he stepped to the side, holding the metal door open wide. “I promise this will be quick and afterwards I’ll get you a nice glass of milk–”

“Gatorade, geez man I’m not six.” Seriously. What was it with people and thinking he liked milk? Just because he had some characteristics of a cat didn’t mean–

“….Gatorade, Sunshine?”

Virgil briefly closed his eyes, fighting to keep his tail from twitching out into the open as he slipped inside the back of the dilapidated building. “Dude, I’m twenty. I can’t drink.”

“I’m aware, but Gatorade? Not Coffee? Tea? Even some Pepsi–”

“I’m also not” Virgil whirled, going on tiptoe to flash his fangs in the detective’s face. “Completely human. Remember?” He couldn’t just go drinking whatever liquid he felt like anymore.

Roman didn’t even flinch, raising his hands in a pacifying gesture. “How could I forget, Surly Temple? I’ll get you the Gatorade.” 

“Great.” He’d see if Princey remembered at the end of the night. From his past track record, Virgil wasn’t hopeful. “Now–” He turned, following the stank odor of officer sweat up the stairs.

At least it wasn’t the basement. He hunched his shoulders, ears tilting forward to guide him towards the voices he could hear above. Basements always smelt so rank when he had to deal with both damp, mold and rotting flesh.

He wrinkled his nose. “What is so special about this victim, Princey, that you felt the need to pull me out of my nice quiet–”

“It’s not to play sniffer dog if that’s what you’re thinking.” Roman interrupted, joining him on the stairs. “It’s just that he won’t let us get close to him.”

Perfect. He hated playing sniffer dog–Wait. “The victim is alive?” He asked incredulously. That was a first.

Princey nodded, giving him a proud smirk, leading him through the door on the third floor and down the hallway to glass doors that labeled the place as a Health Clinic. “Right? It’s different from our usual cases. I thought you’d like the variety.”

Virgil rolled his eyes, tail twitching against his leg. “Thought I’d like–you do remember I don’t like people right?”

Roman huffed. “You do too if you choose to, Stormy Raincloud. I mean you talk to me.”

“Because I have to.”

“And from what I could see of our vic. I thought you’d be able to you know, bond. Get closer to him.”

Virgil crossed his arms, his hair on his back bristling as he narrowed his eyes. “Me? Get closer–you mean he won’t talk to you guys?” He asked, jerking his head to the window where he could see a handful of uniforms milling in the receptionist area, many of them coming and going through the swinging door next to the desk with evidence bags in hand.

Roman shook his head. “He’s quite agitated–” He said pulling open the door, gesturing for Virgil to go first.

“And you think I’m your best option to calm him down?”

“Yes.”

Virgil threw up his hands. “You’re crazy.”

“No, I’m just–”

A loud panicked yowl sounded from the back of the clinic. “GET AWAY!”

Virgil’s heart jumped in his throat as he turned to the noise. He knew that sound. Only he’d…he’d never heard anyone else but himself make it.

I thought you’d be able to bond.

No way. There was no way. Virgil broke into a run, nimbly dodging past the frozen officers and into the back, only vaguely hearing Princey order everyone to clear the floor and wait in the lobby below.

It was like deja vu all over again. It was a different building, but he knew the awful rusty red color scheme, knew the awful carpet, the awful cologne that that monster had worn that stunk up the place.

Virgil stopped in front of the only patient door in the back that remained firmly shut, his ears perking as he caught the sound of panicked breathing within. He laid a hand on the door, biting his lip as he struggled to catch his own breath.

Two years. Two years and there might actually be a crack in his case. A chance to find the monster who’d done this to him. A chance to–

“He won’t let us get close.” Roman said from behind. “I tried to enter and he threw a metal pan at my face.”

Virgil jumped, biting back a curse. Not surprising, he’d wanted to throw something at the detective a time or two himself. “You saw something.” He whispered, glancing to him.

“Besides this being a similar setup to the other clinics we’ve found?”

Other clinics where there’d been mangled bodies that barely looked human. Virgil raised an eyebrow, hand tightening on the door knob.

Roman nodded, fidgeting in place. “A…a tail I think. So I thought…Not that you have one–” Roman glanced not so subtly at his legs.

If he could continue to keep the detective from seeing his tail it would be a miracle. It was bad enough he knew about the ears…and the claws.

“But he sounded like you with all the growling so I—”

“You do realize if he’s like…a werewolf, this won’t end well right?” Virgil muttered, turning his attention to back to the noises he could hear within. Could this guy hear them too? “We don’t know if it’s just…cats.” If the dude was part canine then they’d be in trouble. Cats and Dogs didn’t mix well.

“That didn’t sound like a howl, Virgil.”

“I know.” He snapped. “It just…” He gestured to the door. “You think–”

He hated how Roman’s eyes softened. “If he’s like you, Virge, then we may have a new lead for your case.”

That would be something wouldn’t it? Virgil took a breath. If…if he was like him…then he wouldn’t be the only one. He wouldn’t feel like such a freak. They could be one step closer to catching the so-called Doctor that had done this to him.

“Stay here.” He said, pushing open the door and slipping inside, leaving it open a crack just in case things went sour and Princey needed to save the day.  

The whistling of an object flying through the air was his only warning. Virgil ducked, crouching down on all fours as a clipboard smashed into the door and fell to the tile at his feet with a loud clatter.  

“NO. STAY AWAY!” The terrified voice yowled from behind the exam table. “GO!”

“Virge!” Roman called, hand on the door.

Virgil made a negating gesture, shushing Princey. “I’m fine.” He said in a low tone. “Stay.” The last thing he needed was the detective coming in and scaring the guy further.

Roman made a face through the crack as he took a step backwards. “Be careful.”

Wasn’t he always? Virgil glanced down at the clipboard, noting the papers still attached and the name Patton Hart scrawled across the top in a very familiar script.

An irritated growl rumbled in his chest. So close to catching the Doctor and they’d once again missed him. “Maybe try saying please…Patton?” Virgil asked, edging on all fours away from the door so he could see the victim. He lifted his head to briefly meet the glowing golden eyes of the shadowy figure huddled in the corner that were so similar to his own. “It is Patton right?”

The figure–Patton–hissed.  “Please. Get. Away.”

Virgil tilted his head, staying crouched as his eyes adjusted to dim room. “No.” Not when he could see the pale cat shaped ears twitching on the man’s head, the marks on the walls from the bloody claws coming from the man’s fingers, the fluffy tail curled protectively around himself.

Hope rose like a burning sun in his chest. Not alone.

“PLEASE.”

Virgil lifted a hand, hesitating on his hood. “You’re not going to hurt me, Pat” He said keeping his voice low. “And I won’t hurt you, okay? My name is Virgil and we’re…we’re a lot alike.”

Near hysterical laughter came from the corner. “A-alike? We-we-we’re not alik–”

The man cut off as Virgil lowered his hood, revealing his own dark cat ears. The golden eyes widened, watching as his ears swiveled about, listening to ensure there was no one else nearby.

He could only hear Princey breathing far too loudly on the other side of the door. At least the detective was listening to him and staying put.

“You’re–” Patton whispered, his pale tail lifting in a question mark.

Virgil gave a shaky smile, glancing one more time to the door to make sure Roman wasn’t visible before cautiously allowing his own black tail to slip out into view, curling it around himself. “Allergy shots right?” He said, cautiously moving closer as the man sat up, cracked glasses glinting in the faint light as they fell to the floor. Hopefully Pat wouldn’t still need those. The cat ears wouldn’t be able to keep them in place with how much they moved. “Needed to be given twice weekly for six months?” He’d only made it to the fourth month before….before the change.

He’d barely slept the three weeks after the change, wondering what would have happened to him had he made it through the entire six month dosage. Would he have changed fully into a cat after that final dose had been given? It was something he still had nightmares about.

A small whimper escaped from Patton as he nodded. “Yes. I thought–you’re-you’re telling me–I’m not the only–” He suddenly surged forward, grabbing Virgil in a surprise hug, sobbing, flinching with each movement of his tail as it curled around them as he pressed his face into Virgil’s chest. “I’m not alone?” He mumbled.

“N-no.” Virgil managed, his ears twitching violently as he fought to keep his heart in his chest. He hadn’t expected the man to be so quick to trust him…or touch him. “I’m…here.”   Awkwardly he hugged him back. “You’re going to be alright. It’s…the worst of it’s over.”

Patton’s ears moved, tickling Virgil’s chin as he clung all the tighter to him, breath hitching. “I–I thought I was–I was going to die.”

Virgil flinched, the memory of his own painful change coming back full force. Death probably would have been more gentle than feeling like he was being turned inside out and boiled alive in lava. “Me too.” He managed to whisper.

Patton lifted his head, brilliant gold eyes far too close to Virgil’s own as he gripped his jacket, ears laying back. “Do you kno–Can you tell me who did this to you–to me–us?” He demanded with quiet desperation, his tail thrashing behind him. “Tell me you caught her. That she didn’t get away.”  

Her? Virgil froze, his breath catching in his throat making it difficult to breathe. That couldn’t be right. “I—my d-d-doctor…” He stammered out, unable to look away. “Introduced himself as Dr. Friedrich Sticker. Had a heavy German accent?”

“Him?” The tail went limp as Patton slumped back, running a hand through his hair. He made a face as his fingers found one of his ears, quickly dropping his hand. “I—I thought she was male at first, but she said–” Patton hunched his shoulders, pale ears flicking back and forth. “She was here to help …she was…” He shuddered. “Her hands were always so cold.”  

Cold hands? Virgil perked up at that. Could they actually be the same person? If Sticker had switched not only his identity, but gender as well— no wonder all their leads had dried up! The police had been only searching for males that matched his description of the doctor. “The hands.” He said, shifting closer, his tail curling around to brush Pat’s. “Was she missing a finger on one?”

“….Yes.” He whispered, breath hitching as his tail entwined around Virgil’s. “The pinky on her right hand.”

His heart jumped into his throat. What were the odds? The odds of a man and a woman both being doctors, giving allergy shots, and missing a finger?

Very. Very slim.

We got you Sticker. “Mine too.”

Patton’s ears twitched as he met cautiously met Virgil’s eyes. “Did you catch her–them then?” He asked.

Virgil hated that he had to say no. “No.” Roman would have mentioned that first thing if they had. But while Sticker had always left evidence behind that he–they were involved in cases like this…the police could never find them, not until the next victim appeared.

The hope in Pat’s face vanished. “Oh.” He said, pulling his knees up to his chin, raising one hand to feel his ear. “So what now? Are they–” He shuddered, leaning against Virgil. “Is the Doctor going to come back? To finish…..this?”

No, once the-” Virgil grimaced. “Once the change starts, Sticker abandons their patients.” To die. He remembered. Had watched the doctor walk out without looking back as Virgil had fallen screaming and writhing to the floor after that last ‘allergy’ shot had been given. It had to be the same for the others they’d found though he didn’t know for sure. Virgil had been the only one to survive. Until now.

“They do? Why–shouldn’t a doctor want to see the end result of their–” Patton shuddered, dropping his hand from his ears. “Why would they try to turn me–us into a cat instead of curing us of our allergies to them? Why—leave?”

If only he he knew. Virgil exhaled, his tail twisting with Patton’s. “Well…the good news is, if you’re like me. You’re no longer going to be allergic to cats.” So in a sense, Sticker had accomplished their goal of curing them.

Which was a major plus. He couldn’t imagine having to deal with being part cat and allergic to himself.

Patton’s lifted his head to meet Virgil’s eyes, his hand dropping to their entwined tails. “That’s…that will be nice.” He said, glancing down, a soft, genuine smile playing on his lips as he ran his hand through their fur. “I love cats.”

Virgil shivered, his tail tensing under Patton’s hand. Well maybe Pat would have an easier time adjusting to his new life then. The enhanced senses, the fur that got everywhere, the constantly twitching tail and ears…

“You’re sure the Doctor isn’t going to come back?” Patton suddenly asked, interrupting Virgil’s thoughts. “To finish our shots?”

Virgil nodded, reaching out to squeeze Pat’s hand, offering him a confident smile. “I’m sure. Sticker never came back to find me. They won’t come back for you either.” He’d make sure of that. Patton would be safe. “For us- for you, Pat, it’s over. They’re not going to hurt you again. I promise.” 

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