Our favorite little rescue cat has a big personality.
These are Storm headcanons I've yapped with @hoodharlow about in this universe. Links will be added as applicable for funsies!
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Joe takes a silly video of him putting a Batman mask on Storm (made for a cat-Joe reached out to someone to 3-D print it). He posts it just for the laughs on his IG stories. It's the second summer they have Storm. Reader went with their Dad down to South Carolina for some family stuff Joe stayed back. The masks gets delivered a couple days after Reader leaves. Storm has a favorite pet parent; everyone knows it. But Joe's warmed up to the idea of having a cat more. Storm's warmed up all he wants to be with Joe and they have an understanding, even if deep down Joe does find himself extremely fond of Storm and sometimes wishes Storm snuggled up with him more. Joe's not mad, nor jealous. Just realizes, Damn, I'm lowkey competing with a cat. But Storm's sitting on his perch, a little dejected that Reader's gone and Joe finds Storm after practice, gives him a few pets and then goes to let him be but Storm meows and it's a soft broken sound so Joe scoops him up, carries him and they sit in Reader's lounge chair together. But all the while the silly little mask is there, taunting Joe, so he eases the package open, lets Storm sniff it out before easing it onto him. Storm shockingly doesn't hate it immediately. So Joe takes a video. Sends it to Reader, then posts it. Put him in the Bat mobile. Please. So Joe does as directed, which leads to a tiny little photoshoot of Joe and Storm in the bat mobile, which become the 'Halloween Holiday Cards' Joe and Reader send out. There is a photo of Joe and Reader dressed up later, once they get back to Ohio.
Joe becomes a Storm stan account. After the Batman photoshoot, Joe will lay with or watch Storm and take pictures or videos of Storm. He has a whole folder on his phone for them. Reader sneaks into a few of them and those he never posts really. But the one of Storm laying in a sun streak, the sunshine reflecting off his coat creating a tiny rainbow effect in his fur and whiskers is Joe's favorite one he's taken. Joe's IG stories start to pop off when he starts creating aesthetic collages of the photo shoots.
Storm is like the only subject Joe will take about in press that's not football related. He shuts down questions about reader, and their relationship all the time. But he'll allow the occasional question about Storm--specifically about like pre-grame rituals after the SuperBowl win in the custom cleats. Joe nods, mulling over the answer. "Well, one sock inside out, the other one right side out is always a must. I have one that's a bit more private affair," Joe states, referring to the chain ritual that's shared between him and reader. "And then I have to give Storm a little dap up too. But uh, outside of those, not much." The room errupts into a fit of low rumbled laughter. "Storm--your cat?" the reporter asks. Joe nods. "Yeah, yeah, I did it as a joke once and we won two games in a row, so now I have to do it before I either leave for a game. I think it's good juju to have some love from my family before I leave. They seem to enjoy it too."
Joe buys Storm a fake gold chain--or at least that's what Reader thinks, that it's fake. Storm struts around the house in it. Again, Storm does pretty well with the chain, but he doesn't have moments where he doesn't want it on and will sit and meow until it's taken off.
If anyone is late feeding Storm, he will sit in the window next to the front door and glare out of it until someone comes on. The group chat with Joe, Reader, and Joe's assistant gets a picture one time of Storm absolutely mean mugging out of the front window, I got stuck in traffic and am 15 minutes late. I think I may meet the Lord today. The assistant does survive but Storm stalks her the entire way to the kitchen to the cabinet where his food is and huffs just a little before it's settled onto the floor for him.
He's not allowed on counters. Reader won't have it. This is Storm's only bad remark about Reader, because Storm loves to climb. Loves, loves, loves it. Joe allows it in spurts but has to remind Storm, "Don't let your favorite parent see that. Or else it's both our asses."
Storm still dislikes going to the vet at times and only behaves fully if Joe is there. He'll tolerate the vet with Reader, but if Joe is there Storm behaves like a saint. Storm feels really safe with Joe around--especially at the vet--but Reader is still Storm's favorite and Storm can't let Joe know that he does indeed have a soft spot for the Joe.
Storm is shockingly a great foster dad. Reader helps out with some stray kittens once and Storm takes to the little ones immediately. Joe nor Reader know why. But Storm actually wound up taking care of kittens a few times before he was rescued (where he disappeared to for those few months). Those kittens got rescued because of Storm and animal control who got the kittens tried to capture Storm. He managed to escape and then three days later, curled up on the tire of Reader's SUV.
It's a couple years after Reader graduates that Joe manages to have his own 'Storm Universe Fated Moment'. He accompanies Reader on a visit some of their family in South Carolina after Reader and their half siblings get a little closer. Joe is tasked with going up to the Food Lion to grab some extra stuff for dinner. On the way back, in a bit of a blind turn, a dog's attempting to cross the road. Joe manages to slam on the brakes in enough time. But it's clear this dog's been abandoned. Joe pulls over into someone's driveway with his hazards on and calls Reader immediately. "Baby, there's this little beagle mix just like out in the road and I don't want him to get hit. So I guess I'm going to try and get the dog inside your car is that okay?" Reader agrees, asks Joe to look for a collar or something to denote if it has a owner. No collar, no chip upon the vet visit the next day. Reader just grins up at Joe. "Going to keep her?" It was confirmed in the visit it's a girl. None of Reader's family can take on the responsibility and Joe's not a dog person. During the drive to the animal shelter, the little beagle stares up at Joe with such big brown eyes, rests her head on his forearm as he drives and is just oh so content. Her tail is wagging, clear that she feels happy and safe. He turns around in middle of the road and goes back to the family house, "Baby, I need your help picking out a collar," it's the first thing Joe says after he greets the house upon his entrace. Reader stands from the dining room table, dusting their hands from the string beans they were shucking. "What's her name?" "Comet." "Let me wash my hands and I'll ride with you." Because only the cosmic fates would do this to Joe. Storm sniffs Comet out immediately and they're sort of stare at each other for long while. Storm treats her like one of the foster kittens and keeps her in line. [There are a few tiffs that Joe and Reader break up but Comet earns her place.] It's a lot more difficult with a dog than a cat, but Joe spends EVERY waking minute that's not with Reader or with practice training Comet. In the end, she is the most well trained dog. Comet's recall? Incredible. She can walk off leash but Joe never really does out in public because he'll be damned if someone who can't control their dog has a problem with him.
Comet and Storm ride in the passenger seat on short drives and can be see around Cincinnati peering out of the window. Joe's bored during camp, gets home early before Reader, scopes them both up, takes them to Starbucks for a pup cup and then sits in the parking lot for a little while they enjoy the treat. The windows are down. His Cartier shades are on, the bass is rattling the speakers and Storm and Comet are enjoying the fuck out of themselves. A group of teens out from school spot Joe out with Comet and Storm in the middle of the treat run once and snap a photo as Joe's lap is full with the cat and dog. All three of them are people watching. Needless to say it goes viral. It doesn't stop Joe from doing it again though.
Storm on the first few weeks of Comet being home asserts dominance about his spots. He hisses and swats at Comet when she tries to get onto his perch or lay on Reader's pillow.
Comet loves Reader though! And Storm is happy to let them snuggle when he's reached his snuggle limit, but that's Storm's human first.
Joe's IG would be hard to classify as the IG of a quarterback because it's 80% his pets now.
Storm does enjoy Comet's company with it's just them in the house. He's used to his own solitude but Comet's good about sensing when she's gone too far. More than once Joe and Reader have come home to see Storm and Comet curled up on the couch downstairs or sharing a bad--either Comet's bed or Storm's bed.
Hello Ororo!! Your gift meant a lot to me and I had the most fun going through the pages of that old bible, was a very fun read. I just wanted to say me and the Bamf's decided to come together and get you something too. It's not as amazing as yours but a journal I got when I first got to the mansion, I thought I would record all my ideas on it but I never ended up using it, I know you travel a lot and I thought maybe you might want to record your adventures..
@asknightcrawler97
You are so sweet, schatzi. Ive been thinking about getting back into journaling. There has been so much going on, it may be hard to find the time but I will put this lovely gift to use.
@gambit-ragin-cajun Im excited for whatever you make tonight. Im wearing that yellow dress you and @queen-of-sugah bought me for my birthday last year.
@ask-scottsummers-xmen @wrongs-what-i-do-best Table is already set, if you two could please just make sure the alcohol is ready.
@mystique-oft-darkholme and @professor-charles-xavier-askblog have fun with your sibling night, thank you for allowing us to use the dining room. Ill make sure that someone brings you some food.
@the-og-phoenix and @super-fly-mom you two are on keeping our guests entertained, getting to know your husband's boyfriends and just being amazing.
@victor-can-haz-blog and @thecoolestpool
Welcome to our home. Dinner is at 6, Ill be opening the door.
storm, i autismed too hard and now i have a fucking date tomorrow, i haven't had a date in eight months, what the fuck do i do-
-@creep-and-a-weirdo (🎷🦎)
Breath, what do you know about this person? How old are they? What do they like?
If you dont know much, use this as an opportunity to learn more. Have questions prepared. And if they're a mutant, find out who their family is. You dont want to accidentally go on a date with the child of an enemy.
