im shaking, im cackli g so much at the artwork
caesar NOT BORINB
fence SHUICHISCUTE
spiral YOU ARE MY FAVORITE
*triumphant trumpet noises*
🎊🎊🎊 !!we have a winner!! 🎊🎊🎊
*there is now confetti everywhere. you'll be finding confetti stuck to your socks for the next few weeks. confetti is what your life has become.*
solved the codes in the draw- here's the prize!
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Another weird childhood memory that my mom actually reminded me of was that I gave all of the Lalaloopsy pets official themed names. My mom was talking to me about it and was genuinely shocked that I made up all of the names I gave the pets. Apparently, my autistic brain was that convincing that my mom straight up didn't believe me when I told her the little funny animals I used to play with and make up detailed adventures for don't have official names and I, in actuality, made it up.
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obsessed with the idea of Chilton and Will getting like. A single cat. Chilton comes home during a rainstorm with this muddy, scrawny stray that's trying to claw his face off, and is like "let's just clean it up and take it to the shelter," both cause he wants to impress Will by saving an animal, and because he would feel bad leaving her out in the cold and the rain on her own, but by the time she's cleaned up and dry and purring in his lap, he can see why Will has so many dogs because he can't stand the thought of giving her up.
Will claims he's indifferent to her, but he still ends up making her homemade cat food and building cat trees out of plywood
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Ingo held Khan's scaled wrist gently as he examined the claws his friend now sported. Five fingers had been turned into four deadly talons, new to Ingo but already put to gruesome work by the hybrid.
"I'm sorry about your hands..." he said softly. Khan shrugged as he examined his other claws.
"Eh, don't sweat it. It's hardly the worst thing they've done to me." He responded mildly. As though his body being changed against his will to a weapon was the norm. Ingo glanced at his eyes, his fangs, the remnants of his horns- and remembered this wasn't the first time his friend had been altered against his will. His grip on Khan's hand tightened.
"Still," he insisted, "if we'd found you guys sooner..."
If they'd found Khan and Nana sooner, Khan would still have his hands and Nana would still have both eyes. If they'd been just a little faster to realize the hybrids were missing, to remember where they had come from, if they had pushed their pokemon a little harder to fly and fight-
"I'm glad you found us at all, honestly." Khan said it off the cuff, without thinking, but must have felt how Ingo's grip tightened again. He turned his head to look at his friend and Ingo felt mild dread at the look in his eyes. As Khan leaned forward he cringed back just slightly.
"Hey, look on the bright side!" Khan accentuated his words with a point from his claws. He must have seen Ingo's confused upset because he smiled wider.
"The bright side?" Ingo repeated. There was a bright side to this?
Khan shut his eyes as if he was a teacher explaining something incredibly simple.
"Oh, my sweet summer train man, of course there is!"
He stuck out his claws like Elesa and Skylar did when they were showing off freshly done nails. The scales gleamed in the light, dimly iridescent.
"I match your color scheme now!"
Ingo's gaze remained on the claws for a moment. Was this really a good thing? Khan had lost another important part of himself because he and Emmet had been too slow. Was the simple black nature of his scales that important? Could it make up for everything else?
He looked up with tired eyes, meeting Khan's gaze again, and realized that Khan was not as unaffected as he thought. He was giving Ingo the softest smile he'd ever witnessed on the other man's scarred face, his eyes half shut and gentle. Khan had been there when it happened, had suffered the consequences, just as he had the last time he'd been abducted. He would figure out how to deal with his new appendages just as he always had before. It was not quite old hat, but it was also nothing new, and something would have been changed no matter how quickly he and Emmet had arrived.
For the first time in the years he'd known Khan, the hybrid was being sympathetic and offering Ingo a comfort over something he had no control of. Yes, he now had claws and scales, but they were the color that Ingo most frequently found himself in. The color of one of his closest family members. Ingo wondered if Khan had used that as a way to comfort himself after it happened, but didn't dare ask. Instead he tried smiling. Surely it was weak, but the worried look in Khan's eyes lessened.
"Yes, you're quite right." Ingo grasped Khan's claws as if they were still his hands, holding them tightly. He would get used to them, just as Khan had. It would be alright. "Another color would have been quite unfortunate."
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Y'all my cat has a really badly infected tooth and my parents are doing nothing about it so it's really blowing my anxiety out of the roof rn and I had a bad nightmare about my cat dying and I can't get back to sleep and idk what to do and I may or may not be crying and I'm subjecting you to my cat because I have nothing better to do rn.
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Have the day off, and have had the house to myself since about 11:30 this morning. For an hour I did take Ringo to get his meds and go for a walk downtown (he hasn’t been there before I believe and so I thought it’d be good practice), and I need to run some errands still later but didn’t want to drag Ringo around to wait in the car or leave the pets home alone for who knows how long.
My dad and little sis should be home soon (she hurt her wrist at work on Thursday; had to go to urgent care and then the ER for x-rays Saturday and back to urgent care for following up today), but for the past 45 mins or so this has been the state of things.
Bailey meanwhile has made himself a cozy little nest in the blankets of my bed. 😂
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in bad news today my nerve pain in my foot is worse than yesterday and it's killing me. in good news I met my friend's new kitten today and oh my GOD he is so tiny and so floofy I nearly cried. I walked in the door and the first thing she did was put this tiny floofy purry bundle of fur in my arms and I about lost my mind
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I felt particularly angry today so I drew the funny angry cat man from one of my stories
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