People seemed to really like last year's critters, so I'm back to celebrate Ace Week again with some more simple little artworks of silly little creatures. ✨Keep being amazing, fellow aces.✨
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One of my favourite relationship dynamics is Person A is relatively normal, Person B has all the mannerisms of a terrified stray cat. B is in proximity to A and it becomes the only goal of Person A's life to pet that stray cat. A is going to make B feel safe, and warm, and pet-able (in a very respectful manner) if that is the last thing they do.
Bonus points if A destroys (in whatever fashion) all the people that dared make B that way...
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One funny thing about my little lady, Tidbit, is that she looks so sweet in photos. So angelic.
And yet the two facts you need to know about her are
The moment a piece of trash appears, she's stealing it. The moment I'm done with something and it becomes "trash", she has teleported onto the desk or my lap and it belongs to her now. She's stolen flosser picks out of my goddamn mouth. I can't have open garbage cans because that's just a new spawn point for Tidbit Treasures. I keep finding hoards of wrappers and pens and trinkets she's stolen. She stole a mini pride flag. I woke up to a scuffing noise once and turned on my phone light to see her dragging my sneaker away like the NYC subway pizza rat. Goblin behavior. Prize-motivated. Is just intelligent enough to have a sense of right and wrong and deliberately make the choice to do crime when the option presents itself.
It's difficult to know when she's actually seriously mad because she only has one urgency level when it comes to complaining. Which is an 11 on a 10 point scale. Any wrong against Tidbit receives the exact same level of screaming. She'll reach the same decibel level when I drag her into the shower for a flea bath as when I gently nudge her closer to pet for a few seconds. (And it's only the initial relocation she loathes, of course. After a moment when the relocation is over she's purring over getting pet but how DARE I move her somewhere without her say so.) From the gravest injustice to a minor momentary inconvenience, all is met with a righteous AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
And yet because of my living circumstances, I haven't had anyone around to socialize her with so the moment a stranger walks in the door, this noisy, annoying (<3) opinionated little Creechur completely disappears. Goes ghost. My dad swears he wouldn't know I have a second cat if he didn't see her in my window from time to time. It feels like she's purposefully acting like a shy little baby around others just to undermine me and my stories about her. She's doing this on PURPOSE. IT'S ALL YET MORE CRIMES.
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MY FUCKING FOOT OWWWWWWWW
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OKAY!! Another Auron simp idea because the Auron simp grind never stops‼️‼️🗣🗣
So it was raining all day yesterday & I was trying to throw some trash out. I don't have a raincoat, so instead, I have this big ass jacket that belonged to my dad. It was cold as fuck outside. So, it got me thinking:
Imagine it's raining outside. Both of ya'll don't really have umbrellas. I feel like Auron would offer his jacket to cover us. We obviously take this offer because nobody likes getting wet, then we both get inside of (it's up to you what that is). We uncover ourselves out of Auron's jacket, & then we look at him. Bro is soaking wet from the rain, but at the same time, he looks fucking majestic as fuck. Like what the fuck???
From Auron's perspective, we look cute in his jacket. All snug in his clothes. It's something he's totally rocking with. Just the thought of us in his clothes is just so adorable. It's like he has some new form of ownership of us. It's totes screams that we belong to him.
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as he’s grown older, scrambles has begun to fear the moving image, so this is the only way i can watch tv in the apartment
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