#kittycole

[kittycole]

Huntric Epilogue ✨

( I still hate Instagram crop so much. Anyway, I redraw Edric epilogue outfit, because his outfit could have been better honestly. So I decided to look at the reference and put it all together for his new version's look. I really like how it turns out and also draw small panel Huntric. So yeah, I hope you guys like it and enjoy it.)

Reblog to let everyone see, Thank you very much!

Commissions info/ Ko-Fi

#My art #model sheet #the owl house #the owl house finale #toh #edric blight #toh hunter #hunter noceda #goldric #huntric #bratcole1us #kittycole

[sixtwothree]

One green sauce for a variety of dishes by kittycoles.

Source: x

#photos #stills #meals #sixtwothree #instagram #kittycoles

[hirpinia]

kittycoles

#interior

[ghouljams]

https://www.tumblr.com/thyme-in-a-bubble/738887284193132544

https://www.tumblr.com/hirpinia/724279071977160704/kittycoles

https://www.tumblr.com/thyme-in-a-bubble/737528439392927744

when Price and Witch married and he moves into her little house (she’s too happy there to ever leave no matter who asked her!)

I may have also been thinking of turning my home into my own Witch cottage 😅

*^* I love these images so muuuuuuch they're so cozy and wonderful. I want a witch's cottage for a home too.

You've never seen snow blanket your house like this. Never seen it thick and woolly over your garden, cool even in the blistering sun. You scoop it up in your hands with joy, packing it into snowballs as you dust the chill off the roses. You don't think it will hurt anything, the garden is still warm, and the ice drips in tantalizingly clear icicles off your roof. You set up your snowballs on the brick wall, making a little snowman for yourself while you're supposed to be watering.

Price is setting up a fire when you wander back inside, your fingers are pleasantly cold, and you go to push them against the back of his neck. He swats at you and you laugh, a little taste of his own medicine. You go to check the front of the house, pulling the curtain back on your front window to watch the fat snowflakes that float down from the grey sky. The city outside is starting to find itself blanketed as well.

"There's snow in the back garden," You tell Price over your shoulder. He grunts, and you hear the soft creak of your kettle being set on its hook over the fire. You glance at him, watch him dust his hands off and sit back to watch the fire. The smoke from the kindling curls towards him curiously and you rush to shoo it up the chimney. "He's got enough of you," You chastise, watching the tendrils slip up the brick with annoyance. You don't need to clean soot out of the carpet.

Price's fingers trace their way up your leg and under your skirt. "There's snow out back," He reminds you. You nod, letting him guide you down to sit between his legs. He arranges your skirt like a blanket over both of you and you lean back into his hold.

"I've never seen it on this side of the fence," You hum, "but the plants seemed alright."

"Good," Price's hands make their way around your waistband, tugging your shirt free of its tuck. You shiver when his fingers stroke over your stomach, the chill not entirely unwelcome. "Wouldn't want my season to break yours," his fingers splay, wide against your skin, soaking up your warmth. You tip your head to the side, resting it against his shoulder so her can press his nose against your pulse.

"Since when has Summer ever been scared of you?" You smile, the urge to argue with him never seems to truly leave you. Maybe it's the way you feel him huff, the curve of his lips against your neck before his teeth tease their warning, that makes disagreement seem so appealing. Maybe you're just argumentative by nature.

"Not since you came around," He hums, "see the appeal now." The appeal of warmth, the draw of the fire, the bright sunshine in your smile. Summer has no reason to fear his chill, not when it balances him out so nicely, settles in his lap like a heater and warms him to his core. He'd gladly melt for you, just as he's sure the snow in your garden is gladly melting for your flowers. Held up just long enough by his own magic for you to enjoy it. Consider it a gift, for the first snowfall of the season. The roses ought to enjoy it as much as their gardener does.

#cod x reader #x reader #cod x oc #x oc #1fae1 #john price x reader #john price x oc #captain john price #john price cod #captain price cod #captain price mw2 #captain price #price cod #fae!price #price x witch #oc: witch

[sabindark]

Twins master Lin Chung meets Lin Chung

Twins master Lin Chung Belongs to @kittycole

#Twins master Lin Chung meets Lin Chung #Hero108 #hero:108 #lin chung #Twins master Lin Chung #Twins master #hero 108 Au ? #sabindark

[linchung006]

a small sketch in 30 minutes) I was just bored)))) I agree, it didn't work out very well, but it's just handwriting on a notebook sheet)))

the idea of the drawing from @kittycole

[eco-drawings-blog]

@kittycole I finally got it done especially with one file going corrupted rip But I’m proud how this came out and I hope you like it

#art trade #my art #autodesk sketchbook #not my oc #digital art #kittycole

[scrawlingskribbles]

Happy Birthday!

Thank you~!! ^w^

#kittycole #lol it's almost over now & I'm so sleepy~ TwT #Askies #shut up McKinley

[junkmixart]

based off this post and Episode : Time of my Life (Johnny Bravo) 

DUDE I had this whole episode planned out in my head where if Jack was the girl instead. Jack at that time would’ve been in training period with Robin Hood (first episode) and somehow accidentally time travel to Johnny’s high school period. Jack would be forcefully put into school and try to fit in the teen crowd as he’s looking for a way back in time. Jack defends Skinny Johnny from the bullies and they become good friends at first and head towards romance. Later on, Johnny asks Jack out to the prom, Jack says yes making Johnny want to beef up for Jack before Prom. But Jack is taken back into this original time leaving Johnny to thinking he got ditched. Years later, Jack somehow time travels to Johnny’s time again and they finally have that dance. The End 

#samurai bravo #sb #entr0-pie #kittycole

[megaferal]

I drew @kittycole s OC!!! Shes cute!

hope you like it!!

#my art #kittycole #anothers oc #kittycoles oc

[kittycole]

Shigaraki may have broken Spinner

(I mean, where is the award, Spinner? He did all that for you, boy.)

Please Reblog to let everyone see. Thank you very much.

Commissions info and check out my other websites

#my art #doodle #mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #shigaraki tomura #mha spinner #spinner #spinnaraki #spinaraki #tenko shimura #shuichi iguchi #bratcole1us #kittycole

[grahamcarmen]

@kittycole made these commissions for me!

^^ /behold ivy in jeanne d'arc and sheena in green

The pretty pattern on Gray's vest + i believe characters should have fangs and the white patterns on carmens hoodie!

Thank you very much!they're all so so cute!!

#for op #red crackle thoughts #commission #art

[hirpinia]

kittycoles

#interior

[ren1327]

Hold My Heart Snippet

Ben looked over the maps in distain, trying to connect dots he couldn’t yet see. The sky was a dark shade of blue from the cold weather, further souring his mood as he sat in the bedroom area of the RV.

He rubbed his face as he heard Kenji banging around the kitchen, making him lose his concentration again.

He sighed and looked at the last little red marking on the map a few towns over.

Bumpy was so close and now she was MIA. It had been four days and he couldn’t sleep not knowing where she was.

Kenji had shrugged it off, saying she would be fine, but Ben was worried. What if someone was hunting her or trying to capture her?

He heard another loud bang of pots and pans, then the smell of smoke.

“Kenji?!” He yelled, fumbling over the maps and off the bed.

He ran out to see Kenji waving a baking sheet over the oven, smoke leaving the opened windows.

“Oh, hey, Babe.” Kenji said, moving the pan of blackened fish to the sink.

“What the hell is going on?” Ben yelled.

“Nothing much.” Kenji said with a nervous look.

“Oh my god.” Ben growled. “Can you stop messing around?”

“Sorry, Honey, you looked stressed and I thought—”

“Oh, you thought making noise and burning down the kitchen would help?” Ben snapped.

Kenji turned, holding his hand out.

“Okay, wow. Calm down, Ba—”

“Do not tell me to calm down!” Ben yelled. “Bumpy is missing and you’re just going on like its normal.”

“Ben, she can take care of herself—” Kenji started.

“Are you kidding?!” Ben yelled, face turning red. “She’s a dinosaur on the fucking mainland!”

“Ben, calm down, Honey.” Kenji murmured softly, face showing slight irritation. “Take a breath.”

“No!” He yelled. “Do you even care?!”

Kenji stared at his boyfriend in a mix of shock and anger. “Of course I do. But she knows how to survive and hide away if need be. She’s going to be fine until we find her.”

“Like I was?!” Ben yelled.

“Ben.” Kenji gasped.

“God, you are so…” Ben rubbed down his face, eyes sore from lack of sleep. “Can you not find the effort to be worried about her like you were for me?”

“Ben, we are not on Nublar anymore.” Kenji said. “And we have way more friends around to help us find her. And we will.”

“Oh!” Ben said mockingly. “I guess that’s it then! She’ll be found because you said she would be! So says King Kenji!”

“What’s your damage, Ben? This can’t just be about Bumpy!” Kenji yelled, then grabbed his own hair, then looked u, taking a breath. “You know what? You haven’t been sleeping or eating right for the last few days. Let me get you something and you can take a nice long nap. Then we’ll use our heads to find Bumpy.”

“You really haven’t changed.” Ben growled.

“What does that mean?” Kenji asked, trying to keep his voice even.

When Ben didn’t answer, Kenji growled.

“Tell me, Ben. What the hell does that mean?”

“It means you’re still the same arrogant slacker you were back on Nublar. The same person who let me fall and left me for dead!”

Kenji’s mouth snapped shut.

“And now…you’re going to abandon her just like you did me!” He continued. “It’s obvious you don’t care by how you’re just going on like nothing’s wrong! How can you be such a selfish—"

Ben swung his hand and another pan that was cooling was thrown to the floor, a familiar aroma overtaking the RV as the still warm and soft cake broke apart on the floor.

It was banana carob loaf.

The same kind they ate on his birthday. The same kind on Valentine’s. The same one they shared in that hotel room as teenagers.

“What…?”

“Happy Valentine’s Ben.” Kenji said lowly, fist clenching.

Ben felt the heat race out of him as Kenji lowered his eyes.

“Kenji—"

“I’m going to take a walk.” Kenji said. “Because I don’t want to keep talking if we’re both angry.”

He walked out, slamming the door. Ben sat on the sofa, looking at the kitchen.

And started to clean up, numb and trembling.

Ten minutes had passed before Kenji threw open the door.

“Ben!” He yelled. “Come here, quick!”

Ben dropped the still wet pan in the sink and followed his boyfriend.

Kenji grabbed his hand and dragged him after him.

“Kenji! I’m sorry—”

“Not right now, Babe.” Kenji said, Ben feeling relief at the pet name.

Kenji led him past a grove of trees to a meadow at the base of a mountain range.

He carefully helped Ben down to a creek and smiled before moving to show a footprint.

An Ankylosaur footprint.

“Is this…”

“I checked the width and depth. It matches her age range.” Kenji said and Ben covered his mouth.

“Oh my god…Kenji!” He beamed and Kenji hugged him.

“Do you want to—”

“No! No, we can start tomorrow…” Ben said and held Kenji’s jaw.

“Are you sure?” Kenji asked and hugged him close, rubbing his back.

“I think…” Ben sagged against Kenji. “I think I do need that nap…”

Kenji nodded and picked Ben up, carrying him bridal style and starting to walk back to the RV.

“I’m sorry I said those things. I was just…scared.” Ben said. “That’s no excuse to lash out at you.”

“I get it. But you have to talk to me if you get like this, Babe.” Kenji said. “I almost started throwing stuff.”

“You’re not selfish or arrogant.” Ben said. “I just…I wanted to hurt you like I was hurting.”

“That’s really messed up, Ben. But I forgive you. We should have a talk about this, but later.” Kenji said as he opened the door and walked up the steps. “Go lay down. I’ll go get some food.”

“But we’re—”

“Let me worry about that. Bed.” He said, kissing Ben’s forehead before leaving him to rest.

Ben sighed, taking off his shoes and clothes and flopping into the warm bed.

 *

 When Ben woke up, he could smell fresh strawberries and grilled chicken. He found his shoes and clothing gone, now dressed in warm pajamas and his favorite warm stockings they had got at San Diego Pride when they went on vacation last year.

Before the Lockwood Manor incident. Before the world changed and they “took a year off”. Before he and his boyfriend’s relationship was put to the real test.

He missed happy go lucky days, putting Nublar behind them and supporting each other for simple goals like college exams and internships. For lounging around Kenji’s pool while pretending to do homework instead of giving up to splash around.

Now they were living in a confined space and stressed and worried.

He knew something had to change. They had to find a way to work through their emotions and mission together. Because they were stronger together.

He moaned and sat up, seeing Kenji plating food from some take out boxes through the open curtain that separated the bedroom from the kitchen area. As if to keep a careful eye on Ben while he set up the food trays.

“Kenji?” Ben asked, head fuzzy.

“Hey, Babe.” Kenji said and sat next to him, setting the food tray over his lap where a plate of chicken fajitas, refried beans and rice sat still steaming.

“That smells amazing.” Ben said, drinking some of the iced tea set next to it and smelling citrus.

Kenji held a piece of chicken in his fingers, Ben’s stomach controlling his lips to take the offered food, chewing slowly. Kenji then held out a spoon of rice and Ben sighed happily as he ate that next.

“Gimme.” He murmured sleepily, taking the spoon and fork and eating the food. Kenji left to get them tea and his plate, sitting next to Ben and both of them eating in silence.

When Ben’s belly was full and the tea all gone, Kenji tucked him in again and Ben fell asleep with his head on Kenji’s lap.

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Posting the non-smutty scenes on tumblr for you guys. Ima tag my Valenguys in a totes platonic way tho. I have a dinner date with a cardboard cut out of John Boyega and my doggos. So!

I’d like to dedicate this to @blitzdrake, @benji-is-real, @azuremoses, @weirddemigodprincess, @blueepaladinn, @kittycole and @ranger-of-the-cretaceous, along with the Kenji/Benken/Kenjamin(I like this one)/wildcity shippers. 

Some of y’all have been with me since I started creating content and some have just joined the party and your support means so much to me. I wish you all a great Valentine’s be you in a relationship, single, or like me, content with friends, family and feeding heart shaped dog biscuits to your pets while simping over Star Wars characters. 

Stay Sweet, y’all!

#jwcc benji #kenben #kenjamin #wildcity #jw fanfic #camp cretaceous #jw benji #had to come back to tag again #riddlebird fanfic #nygmobblepot fanfic #camp cretaceous fanfic

[lovestruck-artist]

4, 6, and 11! (kittyandco)

f/o asks to rile y’all up

@kittyandco

Now I’m gonna try to do Shen X3

4) do you feel like you have to defend your f/o all the time?

...No one has anything to say about him. :/ If anything I just have to bring light to the fact that he exists and deserves love. 

6) what are some tropes that fan art of your f/o tends to follow?

People tend to draw him as stern/grumpy, which isn’t too far from the truth, but there’s next to none of him smiling. In canon he smiles all the time. And some pics have him to be pretty old, even greying; while we never get a real estimate on his age, fans seem to think he’s probably middle aged or something. I.......would rather not. >///>

11) do you think it’s better to have a copious amount of content for your f/o, even with the risk of finding a lot of ship art, or better to have a lot less?

I think that really depends. If it’s just a risk and not a guarantee, then I’ll definitely take more fan art. Besides, I’ll just block the tags of the ships X3c I know he’s pretty hard to draw, but in other styles he still looks nice. I especially like how @kittycole draws him. X3 

https://ask-hero108highschool.tumblr.com/post/183278387481/new-versions-20-mighty-ray-hey-guys-ray-here Look. He cute.

#answers #kittyandco #;shen xing

[prince-cally]

Commission I got of mine and @helixed-inferno 's ocs Rowan and Reina !

Art done by the lovely @kittycole

Please consider commissioning them 🥰