#cats rule the internet

[casie-mod]

My cat whenever I go to the bathroom:

[petvengers]

My fave sad little meow meow meets my new sad little meow meow.

Except it's petvengers so no bad thing ever happens :D

So yeah, I'm battling my artblock in the old best way going back to petvengers XD

[invasionimminentz]

DAY 1 OF TRYING TO GET MY FERAL CATS TO GET ALONG (out of 100)

1 - Pete was caged, Stella came out.

They hissed at each other for a few minutes, before Pete stopped hissing and meowing. Stella continued screaming. I held Stella so they couldn't fight.

I gave both of them some food and they stopped to nom nom for a while, before Stella pounced on my face and absolutely obliterated my poor eye. Which is now... uh, well, I got bitten. On my eye. In my eye!

I put them back and gave each a treat. Some progress made.

Um, well, that's progress for now. Does anyone have any tips?

(For info: both were abused in past homes. We have had Stella for 3 years, Pete for 2. They still don't get along and have to be kept in separate floors)

[purrpowerco]

Can't help but to admire her beauty 😻

[ceasarslegion]

It really shows that everyone who engages in true crime discourse as if the entire genre is a monolith has never seen true crime anything when you start seeing posts everywhere like "if you watch x docuseries youre a piece of shit who disrespects the victims and their families" and then you go to watch x docuseries and discover in the first 5 minutes that. The victims families willingly interviewed for it

[enteragoodnamehere]

one thing abt me is that I love to follow people on here. another thing about me is that it makes me so so scareds

[zebracorn-chan]

Hi this is me with my cats.🐯🐱🐈‍⬛

[mangowoman213]

Golden hour looks good on Momo!

[thiscatiscreepy]

The urge to make a mutuals discord server but only because I want to have a voice chat where I can screen share if I'm drawing so that people can pop in if they want so I can talk to them while I draw.

[casie-mod]

Chapters: 5/8 Fandom: Deus Ex: Human Revolution, Deus Ex (Video Games), Deus Ex: Black Light - James Swallow Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Adam Jensen & Francis Pritchard Characters: Francis Pritchard, Adam Jensen, Shadowchild, David Sarif, a fluffy cat Additional Tags: Fluff, this is a very fluffy story, Both figuratively and literally, pets au, Humor, Pre-Relationship, AU where the Aug Incident didn't happen, no beta we hack like Pritchard on no caffeine

  Summary:

An old friend of Pritchard's finds out about his new friend.

[jellicle-chants]

Are you A proshipper?

[coquelicoq]

tagged by @littleragondin <3

Rules: tag 10 people you want to get to know better

Relationship status: deeply in my "what is love" era

Favorite color: orange, then purple and red

Song stuck in my head: désolé pour hier soir by tryo and rock me on the water by jackson browne. one would be great at a funeral and the other is an upbeat bop about a guy with a drinking problem. they're just kinda taking turns in my head at the moment. i don't know why rock me on the water surfaced from the depths of my memory, but i get reminded of désolé pour hier soir whenever i see one of the words i learned from that song in the wild, and gonfler and bourré in particular keep coming up in the book i'm reading.

Last song I listened to: rock me on the water lol. it's stuck in my head so i'm trying to remember more of the lyrics so i don't just keep repeating the same four lines over and over.

Three favorite foods: i'm gonna say...arroz con pollo, boccone dolce, yellow curry

Last thing I googled: boccone dulce because i wasn't sure i was spelling it right (i wasn't)

Dream trip: i think i'd like to drop acid at some point. i might wait for my boss to retire first though so i can do it with his daughter without stressing that he would find out about it (highly doubt he would care but *i* would care lol).

Anything I want right now: i want the cats to eat their fucking breakfast 😩

i tag anyone who doesn't know how to pronounce "oregon" and is too afraid to ask. you're all valid. there's a lot of misinformation floating around. stay safe out there.

[kinda-daily-warriorcat]

Today I found an old reference sheet of one of my oldest Warrior Cat OCs and realized I probably haven't drawn her in 7 years and decided to change that

Old art under the cut

Nov 14 2015

[cubikzoa]

She hired a cat burglar with a ridiculously small amount of dough. $160 to rob animal control? She’s gonna get some bad karma from that, ngl. She totally cheated the Little Ceaser’s girl, should’ve paid at her least $300

[inkskinned]

no, actually, where is the whimsy?

my ex had a best friend named larry who asked me once: what do you think comes after irony?

we were at the bar where larry worked. it was a quiet night, and he'd hopped over to sit with us on the patron side. i swirled the lemon around my limoncello martini.

earnest positivity, i said, while my ex said, art self-destructs.

i stared at my ex. he stared at me.

his argument was the cinemasins argument: look how bad media is becoming! look at the loopholes and the dumb shit!

it was roughly 2011. galaxy print was still in. at the time, i had a favorite shirt that was a wolf howling at the moon. it got ripped in half in the wash and i honestly still mourn it. i dressed like effie stonem, because everyone did. and irony was the name of the thing. men liked MLP "ironically." the internet liked the kind of crass, "anti-mainstream" vibes of things like fuck romance, touch my butt and buy me pizza. we put cats in sunglasses everywhere, which was because we only liked things in irony.

and media had the same vibe in it: anti-hero white men would be "hard to love" and then storm off the scene. nobody was just earnestly trying to save the world: they were jaded, angry, unoriginal. mad you even asked them to try to help.

my ex ends up not being wrong. cinemasins becomes super popular. a lot of people start viewing media with this lens that is the cruelest, most jaded depiction. it's wrong for your character to have unexplained powers, even if the entire movie is about how strange it is she has unexplained powers - that is still considered a "loophole." characters make thoughtless, panicked choices? loophole. characters are actually kind people, despite hardship? loophole. features a woman doing literally anything without assistance? loophole. movies become hyper-aware of scrutiny, and now irony rules the media.

which means you go to a movie, and the character has to turn to the screen and say "beats me!!" or one of the side characters has to have some kind of quip like "are you seriously telling me that you think this is normal?" because nothing can happen in earnest. like a sitcom laugh track, we now anticipate the fourth-wall break: the moment that the media acknowledges it is telling a story. the media has to apologize for itself, or else someone like my ex rolls their eyes.

but here's the thing: i wasn't wrong either.

the difference might be that i am (and always have been) so soft-hearted that any crack in the light of this world will spear me into the ground. and i was the poet in the relationship. (he thought that was the same thing as being naïve and stupid). i was making things daily. i knew how all of us artists are driven by some strange desire to evolve. he notably liked to critique art, not to create it.

so yes, i've made things that are bitter and angry and even ironic. i've made long, sharp poems with all capital letters, and i've made poems about how the silence stretches out like a song. someone wrote once that we will spend our whole lives just circling the place we grew up. i think it's more that we spend our whole lives trying to remake a home. i think it's that as we age, it becomes less exciting to build the castle on the beach - we become aware of erosion, of windforce. we realize what we really want is to come home to our dog, castle or not.

and while art in the foreground is mired in white male violence and irony, and aggression, and not taking anything seriously - i don't think that's true of all art. i think more and more artists are leaning in to the things we love. the world has changed so much. they have taken so many things from us. the only thing we have left is love. at the bottom of the moving box - all we get is the faint sense that we have to appreciate what little we've got. i can't enjoy this stuff ironically anymore: what room do i have for irony? if it makes me happy, that is an amazing thing. there are so few happy places left for me. i want to be happy because of how leaves shiver beside each other like nestling birds. i want to be happy because of the color pink, and how magenta doesn't exist. i have spent so much of this life suffering, i have earned my right to a gentle ending. if nothing matters, i get to assign meaning to the nothing. i get to create meaning. i am an artist first and foremost, which means creation is my thing.

where is the whimsy? wherever i fucking put it. because if this is my last fucking chance to do any good in this world - i want to do it earnestly. i want to write things that make you happy. that make people feel heard and seen. what comes after irony has to be positivity.

it was close to my 21st birthday. in 7 years, i would end up writing a book about this relationship, which is hopefully coming out somewhere around May 2024. i come back to this bar scene in my memories a lot. i keep thinking of how pale my ex was. the look that crossed his face. how i looked back at him. how for a moment, both of us couldn't recognize the other person. like the gulf between us was a suddenly wide and cavernous thing. like we were alien to each other. he never took my opinion seriously, and he always seemed surprised whenever his manic-pixie-dream-girl ever broke free of the plot. like in the whole time we were together, i wasn't human enough.

this knowledge: where he said nothing comes after, my only instinct was what comes after is love.