I can totally hear this cat tuning the guitar while the children find a good place to sit.
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Your trope mashup art is giving me life! so brilliant!!! May I request 75. and 85? <3
Heya! Thanks <3 hehe… here’s 75. Bed Sharing + 85. Innocent Physical Contact!
I am still slowly trying to get through these haha
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"Goodness, aren't you just the most handsome boy!"
You coo at the purring bundle of fluff sprawled out at your feet, rolling happily amongst the leaves that have settled on the cobblestone pathway up to Ramshackle. Your fingers thread through a black-furred tummy, nearly caught by the playful cat that wriggles excitedly each time he catches you on your way home.
Your companion, who you were about to set off on a walk with, is slightly less pleased. He says nothing, but his lips are pulled into a pout. Tsunotarou seems to be more focused on you than the cat you're showering with affection. Something unfamiliar tugs at his chest. A childlike envy that a prince ought to be ashamed of having.
But something just felt wrong with your words. More specifically, the subject to which they were directed.
The heir to Briar Valley is cautious to reign in his emotions. That doesn't stop the light drizzle that begins to pour. You, ever-observant, are broken from your trance with the playful cat and look up to him. Your smile falters from worry- then quirks back into place as you snicker, noting the turn of his lips.
"Tsunotarou- are you jealous?"
"No."
Thunder booms. You can't help but laught at how silly the situation is, and the charm of your delight- no matter it's direction at him- makes Tsunotarou's chest flutter. He thinks to protest, insisting you not tease him, but thinks he'd be sad if you stopped, too.
"Sorry, I know I'm supposed to be spending time with you right now. Shall we get going?" Your consideration warms his heart. His tantrumous moods never last long when you're involved. Your company melts any dissatisfaction or distress he has away like his own fiery breath melts ice cream in his mouth. The delight thereafter is similar as well. Better, maybe. Definitely.
"You have done nothing wrong," he answers, smooth and cordial, relieved that you've given him a way out of the question so easily. The sun shower is over in moments as steady conversation settles in.
A troublesome little cat trails along behind, not quite ready to give up his source of affection to a dragon.
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Meet Franklin! He’s our neighbor that likes to come visit Beans. I think we know more of the neighborhood cats by name than actual neighbors 😂
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Had to post this. Right now one of the neighborhood homeless cats is sitting on the neighbor’s Halloween decoration. Probably the only lap it ever gets to sit on. <3
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Steve never had too much experience with household pets. Dogs, cats, fish, Guinea pigs, his parents didn’t like any of them in their home. As such, Steve grew up in a petless home without any knowledge of how to care for them (Hell, he could hardly take care of himself).
But as soon as Dustin needed someone to babysit his cat while he and his mom visited family out of state, Steve offered his help. He might not necessarily know how to take care of Mews #2 but how hard could it be? It couldn’t be worse than babysitting 4-5 preteens while Hell ran down on them… right?
Wrong. Mews #2 was not a fan of his and she made it known. She screamed at the foot of the couch as he slept, she bit him whenever he tried to put her food down, and she scratched at his arms whenever he tried to move her away from his things. The cat hated him and he didn’t know why!
If he showed up to Eddie’s trailer two days into the ten day trip with Mews struggling in his arms and tears in his eyes begging for help, well that was no one’s business but his own and Eddie’s.
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