We got this cat bed a while ago, and none of our cats have ever wanted to use it because I’m pretty sure cats can’t get down with swinging beds like this.
So I let Pomni sit there and enjoy it.. well, as much as someone like her can enjoy it
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Introduceing my oc Jelly!!!!
She is the main character of my (hopefully) upcoming series! I was going to make a master post with all of the main characters, but for now, heres a sneek peak.
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Also, credit to @burrotello, she made the beautiful character info sheet that I used as inspiration and motivation to work on this, so a big ol thanks to her.
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Last but not least, some sketches of Jelly (and her pet rat Jellybean).
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Our brazen deceiver had KO'd during a beach episode (drank himself unconscious), so Lockyer babysat his pissy mimic Li'l Lady to keep her from eating every steak in the fridge behind the bar until he woke up.
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Look how pretty my bbgirl is 🥰☺️I swear she looks like an angsty teenager but needs my attention 24/7
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doodles.
i dreamed about a fox Toon with a candy-cane sorta color palette and like, ghoulish looking eyes? so they're mine now. named candy cane
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Today Rabit-chiken dreamed with horror Japanese Entities so fuun
HIHIHIHHI
The chest is so FAST i wonder why
So many red vein eyes !!!!!
Such beautiful horror girl
Such beautiful Golden mirror!!
GORGEOUS GORGEOUSS
Rabit-Chiken cant wait to see them again
Rabit-Chiken will make sure to drink LOTS OF MILK
and lack of sleep all of the week again!!!
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not being able to find older bf!simon around the house and while you’re looking for him, you catch something out the window-
nearly all the women in your neighbourhood gathered at the end of your driveway
you come outside to investigate only to find them with their attention glued to the front of your car, it’s not till you walk around the front you find the lower half of simon sticking out from under it
on his back, knees bent, massive boots planted into the concrete, bare arm occasionally stretching out to find another tool
“you alright, si?”
you hear him grunt before he’s calling out to you
“yeah, i’m right sweet’art- sortin’ out that bit thas’ been givin’ y’grief”
breaking your gaze from his massive thighs flexing under his jeans, you scan back over the crowd that’d formed
all of them married, all of them a good ten years older than even he was- you couldn’t really blame them really, you had eyes
you could hear him shuffling out from under the car before he suddenly straightened to full height, wiping greasy hands on the front of his old-white-singlet
he pulled up the bottom of it to swipe his forehead and you think you heard someone gasp
wrapping a firm arm around you, he gives your backside a pat before he kisses the top of your head
“got t’keep y’safe, y’know?”
“thank you, baby- now be polite and say hello to your audience”
oblivious as ever to anything other than you, simon threw a look over his shoulder before he followed you back into the house
“oh, ‘ello ladies”
(someone throws a street barbecue and you force simon to talk to the other men around the burner and multiple husbands request him to start “doing that shit” in the garage with the door shut, please)
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