#out of pawprints

[bloodypawwz]

tried drawing on my phone again !!!! that shit is not for the weak !!! it looks so ass and it took like almost 2 hours..

i even had to use one of those ibis bases for the body its been that long..

ANYWAY everyone point and laugh and throw tomatoes,, /j

[silversailormoan]

if sctir had an inter-guild shooting competition

[mewnia]

it came to me in a dream but is probably already done somewhere—

[thespookiestwarrior]

Ross Family Tree

AARON: long haired, brown mackerel tabby male, with no white spotting (ll BB XoY DD Afca McMc wsws)

JAUNE: short haired, blue and cream mackerel, calico-tabby female, with medium white spotting (LL BB XOXo dd Afca tata McMc Wsws)

ROSS: short haired black male with small-medium amounts of white spotting (Ll BB XoY Dd aa McMc Wsws)

[skeletalheartattack]

i finally finished my sketch-over of Gelato from the other day, and i'm happy with how it turned out :)

[fisheito]

you. yes, yOu. the one who sent me that wedding eiden promo. you know who u are. i'm billing u for my medical fees

[badnewswhatsleft]

no fucking way

[pastafossa]

Pet loss below the cut.

Cato was my cat. That's the long and short of it.

From the first night I had him when he curled up against my neck to fall asleep with me, to his final night when he curled up on my chest to try and comfort me, there is not a single day I've been home that I haven't had my kitten chow with me. He was my tiny shadow, always trotting along after me or singing at me from around the house with that long Siamese wail or bringing me scores of socks he hid god knows where (although once he brought me an entire umbrella instead, which he was understandably proud of). He was by my pillow every night cuddled up against my arm, and we fit together like two puzzle pieces, like that little crook in my arm was designed for him, for his exact shape and size. He was with me through my health issues, through high school and college, through moving states, through covid, through tears, through the loss of other pets. He was there as I really learned to write, and there is not a single chapter of TRT that was written without his presence for at least a section of it even if it meant I had to stop editing or writing for a bit and just stare at the words instead because he wanted to be held NOW. And he even managed to hold off the cancer just long enough to walk with me through mom's hospital stay and her return home. I was his person, and he was my soul cat, a piece of me.

I was so torn last night. He was clearly in pain, dehydrated, wobbly, confused and restless, and couldn't get to the litter box. It had been really clear this week the moment was coming, that the cancer was going to take him soon. I'd had this big plan, to have it all happen at home in peace. He hated the vet, hated the stress, but it happened so fast, and I just... knew he couldn't wait for the vet's office to open so she could come here. He'd chosen his time and it was now.

I held him at the emergency vet when they gave him the sedative. I managed to choke out that silly singing tone that always made him happy, as I called him every last nickname he knew: my Cato-wato kitten chow, my Cato kins, my little Mr. meow meow, my sweet happy baby kitty. I made sure all he could see with those big beautiful blue eyes of his was me, as I petted his soft little ears and scratched his neck just the way he liked. And he actually managed to purr for me. He purred as he slipped away and the lights went out, and it was the last sound I ever got to hear from him.

I already miss you so, so much, my sweet old kitty, my Cato kitten chow. I'm sorry it couldn't be at home. But thank you for purring for me. Thank you for spending your journey with me. Thank you for the love you gave me. Thank you for the big meows and the headbonks and perching on my shoulder to interrupt with a breaking news story of Meow Meow. Thank you for the stealing of hundreds of my socks over 16 years and the way you always wanted to sit on me regardless of convenience or your own comfort. Thank you for letting me scoop you up for head smoochies, guarding me from nightmares, and solemnly supervising over 150 chapters of TRT. My soul cat, my baby kitty, my lovebug. I will always love and miss you. And one day I'll see you again.

[not-5-rats]

Finally actually finished ts

Has these guys up for like a week and only just finished their god damned designs

But yeah no, realised Otis has lived for a while and I'd never actually mentioned the fact he has one leg (and poorly bleached hair-)

[tayloralisonswift]

oooh maybe instead of a manicure i'll finally get my henry tattoo

[dog-ending]

sweater's done! i just have to let it dry before i can get better pics

[mewnia]

Did a Tales of Symphonia secret Santa this year!! This is for @laziloo, and they wanted something with Zelos, snow, and angst — so I delivered just that!

I love concepts of characters staring down at their younger selves…

[mumbos-mailbox]

what are you exactly? Any sane person of my level would know if a hybrid mixes with vampire they tend to develop shapeshifting qualities, but looking at your biological makeup, I can’t find any, which was believed to be impossible. -👁️

Quite a good question, its really quite simple actually, I'm

[a sudden very loud train goes past, muting all his words]

[asterdotash]

another one what the heck

honestly these are so fun to piece together so i'm not even mad

it's something visually creative i can do without my tablet i am NOT complaining

[cartoonghosts]

Im so obsessed with people. Like im so in love with everyone what the hell

[coffeeghoulie]

hehe I’m getting my first tattoo soon