[Hi guys! I’m gonna try and make this blog active again.

Because I feel a bit more confident in my cat-drawing skills! C: ]

tags: ooc,

lifeinthearctic:

lesincompetent:

I’m gonna reblog this until everyone in existence knows about this

hahaha shit.

(Source: videohall)

ask-pupzio:

Woof, arf. Sorry for unable to bring any codex pages, Leonardo. They’re all over the place, Woof!

If we are one in the same, why wouldn’t we get along? /Mew!
I think we could go on adventures together! 

ask-pupzio:

(( OOC: HOMYGODHOMYGODHOMYGODHOMYGODHOMYGODHOMYGODHOMY- AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!




 
what. what. What. WHAT. One of my favorite ask blogs have followed me.. 
AND THIS IS MY FIRST ASK BLOG. I’M NOT WORTHY OF SUCK AWESOMENESS. EEEK. *INHALE* WHAT *EXHALE* WHAT- WHAT IS AIR. but anyways- since I’ve noticed some of my absolute best blogs I love to visit have followed *cough* ezionyandleokitty *cough* ..
   LET ME LOVE YOU.)) 

[Ohmygod xDDD

/Hugs and pats/

I’m not even that active on this account omgomgomg

by the way I literally squealed when I saw your blog ahhhh how did I never notice it before ;;w;;

alsogoseeeziokitty
omg
way better art than me aksfjakf] 

tags: askpupzio,

@AskEzioKitty;

askeziokitty:

askleokitty:

askeziokitty:

askleokitty:

askeziokitty:

askleokitty:

Roleplaying because we can. xD

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 Lucca (Leokitty’s name, given to him by Leonardo when he found the little thing) was dozing on the windowsill above the blonde human’s workdesk, which was littered in papers with strange drawings on them. As the human worked, Lucca would watch and learn from him as the man rambled.

“And this, my dear Lucca, is how I plan on making a man fly. Interesting, no?” The man rambled, “With the right propulsion…”

Lucca turned his head away and flicked his tail, showing disinterest. He got up reluctantly, still wanting to sleep, but he knew the time of day and what he was supposed to do. He hopped down off the desk, a couple papers dropping to the floor noiselessly as he did so, and walked to the door. It was latched.

“Ugh,” He mewed, and began to claw at the door. It took several minutes and Lucca acquired a small pile of wood by his paws, but the human noticed and opened the door for him, and Lucca quickly went outside. He padded out to the courtyard, checking the sun again. Yes, it was around noon, and Enzo would drop in anytime. 

Enzo was, in short, more like the darker-haired human that always dropped in to the blonde’s workshop. Lucca quite liked the other man, even though he always smelled of sweat and blood and hard work. He was quite warm, and he understood now why the blonde human loved to lay with him. Lucca would often see that; he would pad into the bedroom to curl up and sleep, but the bed would be taken up by the two humans, and he would mew insistently until they woke up.

Lucca sat in the shade, knowing that if he sat in the sun he’d only fall asleep, and watched for Enzo, his ears up and whiskers forward in alertness. 

Enzo lept down off the rooftop he was on looking slightly disheveled due to the fact that had just been in a cat fight. Dispite is appearence he held his head high and kept a spiring in his step. His new life as a ally cat had him caught in cat fights all the time and he’d learned to defend himself and thrive on the streets of Florence.

Even though he currently lived on the streets he knew he always had a place to go when was having a rough day. A house cat named Lucca was a good friend if his  Lucca who he care for deeply.He was always willing to give him good food and a warm place to sleep or even just someone cuddle with when needed. This thought reminded him that he was going to visit Lucca today but he didn’t want to show up empty pawed, so he jumped down to a nearby fish merchants stand and quickly snached up a small fish. With fish in mouth he sprinted to Lucca’s house just berely dodgeing the merchants boot that was thrown at him.

Arriving at Lucca’s home he quickly sniffed out his companion and found him sitting under a tree outside the building. Enzo bounded over to the house cat, dropped the fish and rubbed his face against Lucca’s in greeting.

Lucca heard Enzo before he saw him, ears pricked up in attention. He stood on all fours, his tail standing up, showing his excitement in seeing his old friend. He rubbed his cheek against Enzo’s in return, purring lightly.

“Ick,” He mewed, and stepped back, “You smell horrible. What have you been doing?” Lucca said, and sat down once again. He licked his paw and brought it to his cheek, hoping to get the smell off. Enzo may be his best friend, but sometimes he really just needed to bathe.

Enzo ceased his purring, surprised at Lucca’s comment. He twisted his body around in order to clumsily smell himself resulting in him rolling all over the ground getting covered in dirt. “well it hasn’t been a very peaceful morning amico. I got caught in a cat fight. But I got a fish for us to share.” He said flopping on the ground, giving up. “Besides, what are you gonna do about my hygiene?” He mewled with a mischievous grin.

“Stop squirming!” Lucca mewled, and brought his left paw up to rest on Enzo’s flank. “Now you smell even worse, covered in dirt. The twoleg won’t like you taking a rest in his home like that.”

He shoved Enzo playfully down and began licking at the patch of fur on his shoulder, his purring re-starting, louder than before. “About that fish,” He meowed between licks, “You can have it. I’m not hungry, the twoleg gave me food.” 

Ezio ceased his rolling and slumped into Lucca’s grooming, purring. ” I don’t need the twoleg to rest comfortably but I know you like them so I will try to stay clean.” He mewled contently. “Still I don’t come here to seek shelter with the twoleg, I come to see you. to play with you and snuggle with you.” Enzo rolled on his back and gently batted and Luuca’s whiskers, purring louder, fish forgotten.

Lucca’s nose twitched as his whiskers were touched, and he let out a displeased mew. “Well, let me finish cleaning you! Then we can go inside and play.” He licked Enzo’s ear softly, then laid down next to him. “You know I prefer being inside, next to the fireplace, rather than out here with the smell of the canals and twolegs.”

HEY GUYS.

cestenial:

To the Assassin’s Creed fandom out there:

I’ve been thinking of doing some sort of giveaway for a while now! Not sure what yet, but if you could give me some input as to what would be a good idea, I’d be really happy! 

I was thinking something along the lines of a shirt, or figurine, or a plush. Whatever it’s going to be, I want to hand make it so it’s extra special! c:

Send me an ask or something, and give me some ideas!

askstumpy:

What is this, the Cathouse?

[ For all you young folks, that’s a porn joke ]

Something I need to address here.

assassincreedcats:

I’m very flattered to see blogs based on these assassin cats, such as ask-etcetcet-cat but if you are going to be using my drawings (ie for an icon, profile pic, or bg design, etc for your blog) you don’t have to ask me but I ask for you all to please please PLEASE credit me. Can be just a link to my tumblr: assassin cats or milkdoggie 

Thanks!

-Milkaru

[>v< I was actually surprised this blog existed! I made Leokitty some time ago, with a friend who’d made her Eziokitty. I love seeing all the different designs people come up with for the cat versions of characters~.]

@AskEzioKitty;

askeziokitty:

askleokitty:

askeziokitty:

askleokitty:

Roleplaying because we can. xD

     —————————-

 Lucca (Leokitty’s name, given to him by Leonardo when he found the little thing) was dozing on the windowsill above the blonde human’s workdesk, which was littered in papers with strange drawings on them. As the human worked, Lucca would watch and learn from him as the man rambled.

“And this, my dear Lucca, is how I plan on making a man fly. Interesting, no?” The man rambled, “With the right propulsion…”

Lucca turned his head away and flicked his tail, showing disinterest. He got up reluctantly, still wanting to sleep, but he knew the time of day and what he was supposed to do. He hopped down off the desk, a couple papers dropping to the floor noiselessly as he did so, and walked to the door. It was latched.

“Ugh,” He mewed, and began to claw at the door. It took several minutes and Lucca acquired a small pile of wood by his paws, but the human noticed and opened the door for him, and Lucca quickly went outside. He padded out to the courtyard, checking the sun again. Yes, it was around noon, and Enzo would drop in anytime. 

Enzo was, in short, more like the darker-haired human that always dropped in to the blonde’s workshop. Lucca quite liked the other man, even though he always smelled of sweat and blood and hard work. He was quite warm, and he understood now why the blonde human loved to lay with him. Lucca would often see that; he would pad into the bedroom to curl up and sleep, but the bed would be taken up by the two humans, and he would mew insistently until they woke up.

Lucca sat in the shade, knowing that if he sat in the sun he’d only fall asleep, and watched for Enzo, his ears up and whiskers forward in alertness. 

Enzo lept down off the rooftop he was on looking slightly disheveled due to the fact that had just been in a cat fight. Dispite is appearence he held his head high and kept a spiring in his step. His new life as a ally cat had him caught in cat fights all the time and he’d learned to defend himself and thrive on the streets of Florence.

Even though he currently lived on the streets he knew he always had a place to go when was having a rough day. A house cat named Lucca was a good friend if his  Lucca who he care for deeply.He was always willing to give him good food and a warm place to sleep or even just someone cuddle with when needed. This thought reminded him that he was going to visit Lucca today but he didn’t want to show up empty pawed, so he jumped down to a nearby fish merchants stand and quickly snached up a small fish. With fish in mouth he sprinted to Lucca’s house just berely dodgeing the merchants boot that was thrown at him.

Arriving at Lucca’s home he quickly sniffed out his companion and found him sitting under a tree outside the building. Enzo bounded over to the house cat, dropped the fish and rubbed his face against Lucca’s in greeting.

Lucca heard Enzo before he saw him, ears pricked up in attention. He stood on all fours, his tail standing up, showing his excitement in seeing his old friend. He rubbed his cheek against Enzo’s in return, purring lightly.

“Ick,” He mewed, and stepped back, “You smell horrible. What have you been doing?” Lucca said, and sat down once again. He licked his paw and brought it to his cheek, hoping to get the smell off. Enzo may be his best friend, but sometimes he really just needed to bathe.

Enzo ceased his purring, surprised at Lucca’s comment. He twisted his body around in order to clumsily smell himself resulting in him rolling all over the ground getting covered in dirt. “well it hasn’t been a very peaceful morning amico. I got caught in a cat fight. But I got a fish for us to share.” He said flopping on the ground, giving up. “Besides, what are you gonna do about my hygiene?” He mewled with a mischievous grin.

"Stop squirming!" Lucca mewled, and brought his left paw up to rest on Enzo’s flank. "Now you smell even worse, covered in dirt. The twoleg won’t like you taking a rest in his home like that."

He shoved Enzo playfully down and began licking at the patch of fur on his shoulder, his purring re-starting, louder than before. “About that fish,” He meowed between licks, “You can have it. I’m not hungry, the twoleg gave me food.”