#cuddle me kitty!

[kindinb00]

[artist-rat]

star-shiner, ray of sun / all the world is yours to keep / moon-sister, lightning girl / all the world is yours

[uselesssubstrate]

"My son is fine"

Sir, your child wants to be dressed up like a doll, collared, stuffed with a tail, made to crawl around on all fours, be told what a good kitten they are, bitten and marked with bruises that last for a week, then be fucked and bred so hard they'll be a useless puddle for at least 18 hours.

[pfhwrittes]

simon grunts as he feels a sandpaper rough tongue lick at his eyebrow. dark, curling tendrils of unpleasant dreams fading under the persistent repetitive motion.

“gerroff, cat.”

there’s a pause as tiny pinpricks knead at the thin cotton t-shirt covering his chest before a tiny yet surprisingly hard head bumps the bridge of his nose.

“mrrr?”

simon stretches slowly and a small displeased “meep” sounds off near his hip as his lower back twinges.

“olright, ‘bab meat.”

two creaky purrs fill the space, reminding him of the sound of shitty two stroke engines as they rumble and buzz in and out of sync with each other.

he breathes deeply to dislodged the weight on his chest and cracks open a bleary eye when it shifts before settling again. two phosphorus yellow eyes blink slowly in response.

“should ‘ire you f’detainment purposes, kidder.” simon murmurs, using the knuckles of his hand to brush over a furry cheek.

cat purrs harder and tilts her face so on simon’s next pass he catches the edge of her jaw and bony jut of her chin, exposing her delicate neck and the soft dark fur that covers her throat. the show of trust still makes his heart squeeze a little in his chest. cat has come a long way from the hissing and spitting flea ridden stray kitten he found years ago.

there’s a pause in the purring by his hip and the click of teeth as kebab meat yawns before the mattress dips as the orange cat oozes his way up simon’s side to bury his face in his armpit.

a wheezy chuckle rumbles out of simon’s chest as he lazes in bed, his hooded eyes slowly closing. he’ll get up in a minute or two. cat and kebab meat will want breakfast at some point.

[hyolks]

he's learning how to do every kind of braid for her !!

[confessionseddie]

3.16 › The One That Got Away 4.06 › Jinx 🐈

[elkkiel]

Sleeptober day 5 — Symmetry

oh my lil string beans and their matching stage getups 🩷🩷

[kindinb00]

[shower-phantom-ideas]

Just had the funniest idea

Danny just doin his thang. Saving folks n shit. But the moment any hero pops up to talk to him he fully goes typical movie ghost

Becomes staticy or see thru. Big white eyes. Ominous wind only touching him so his hair and clothes float a bit. And the shit he will say as he fades out to avoid said hero

“My soul has yet to rest”

“I can’t move on”

“I have u finished business”

Yadayada

He just slowly goes invisible the. And leaves.

Just a normal dude but the 180 to ominous spirit the moment some hero reaches him

[spacedoutamazon]

My type of "Good Morning" 🌧️🐈💕

[littlepawz]

Turkey is known for its love of cats and their efforts to protect and look after thousands upon thousands of stray cats living within its cities. Here a sweet stray kitty cuddles up to a statue of a young girl in Marmaris, Turkey.

[sanjiafterhours]

guys how do yall like my pet kitty cat

[misatokitten]

Long cold work days make me want to bury myself in a kitty

[doeyedangel]

It's so cruel finding someone you actually want to touch all the time after having severe contamination ocd only for god to be like well actually now YOU'RE 🫵 the germ and you will get everything dirty

[inkykeiji]

it is raining and dark and dreary and cold and all i want to do is snuggle into a nest of fluffy blankets and cuddle with husk because :((( he looks soooo soft and so warm and i bet you he is the best cuddle buddy to just curl up with and drift dreamily between various states of consciousness. just lulled into a hazy sleep by the feeling of his chest curved around your back, rising and falling rhythmically with his calm, even breaths, the sound of fat raindrops pelting against the windowpanes in heavy swells of wind, the low hum of the television as it murmurs to itself, one of your favourite films flickering on the screen, bathing the room in faded blues and washed out reds ♡

[beautifulheartandspirit]

LEO💕