days by the seaside
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So come and hear of a Christmas game /
How the emerald night begins again /
How I risked my life to make my name...
[a gawain for @mortiscausa's 'march to camelot,' for the prompt 'quest']
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A man and his two beloved ‘not a cat’s <3
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who up doing freak things in the evil blood forest
tumblr massacred the quality but this is the full image. the silly
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CATO!!! That thing I’m obsessed with him
I’m playing him in Shadowrun now!!! We’re three sessions in and my friend and I are already squealing over how cute the chemistry is between our characters… now we wait
[Image: a digital drawing of Cato, a chubby, pretty, dark-skinned elf boy with curly, bleached blond hair tinted pastel pink and blue, visibly darker at the roots and at the cornrows across the (viewer’s) left side of his head. He wears bright, neon-pink makeup around his eyes, big hoop earrings, and stylish, futuristic clothes, consisting of a faintly-patterned black halter that looks to be made out of PVC or some such shiny, stretchy fabric, over a mesh top with long sleeves and shoulder cutouts, black gloves and shorts with a garter belt clipped to dark, translucent stockings, and a pair of chunky heeled high-top sneakers, each with a different hanzi character on the tongue (愛 on his right, and 死 on his left). A translucent holographic jacket hangs open off of his shoulders, scrunched around the bend in his arm and dangling loose over his other hand. He stands with one hand on his hip, looking somewhat petulantly off to one side. End ID.]
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my sole survivor :3
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okay but here's a concept: in catching fire, specifically the third quarter quell arena, when enobaria incidentally passes through the Mockingjay Sector of the arena that mimics the terrified screams of people the 75th games competitors knew/cared about, enobaria has to hear clove screaming for cato before she died & cato begging clove to stay with him, or cato's tortured screams when he was being ripped apart by the mutts
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its cato time (im at work)
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Today is hard again.
Pet loss TW below the cut.
Yesterday was better, thanks to Daredevil and Echo being a distraction, but today, there were just a couple things that hit me in a row.
Cato's ashes are ready to be picked up, along with his little pawprint. I want so badly to have him here. But there's also a part of me that doesn't want to go. Because if I do, if I go and pick him up in that little urn, that's it. It's official. My old kitten chow is gone. And bless the vet hospital because when I quietly said thank you and that I'd try not to cry when picking him up, they told me they understood, and I didn't have to worry about that.
Then my general vet, who is amazing and had been helping us keep Cato comfortable, also sent us this card which arrived today. And she included a small poem of the rainbow bridge, and some local pet loss support groups. So I cried over that for a while.
And then a final package arrived today from one of my friends and her family - a frame, with a space on one side for a picture of Cato, with a customized Pawprints poem on the other side. And then I just cried all over again, especially because the poem is so relevant - I did have to let him go. And I was there for him as he went, and it was peaceful, he did drift off, all while purring in my arms as I stared into his big blue eyes one last time. So then I had to go cry over that.
I'm grateful for all of it. But god does it still hurt, and I miss him so, so much.
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How does he stand, how does he speak? /
How does he say these words to me? /
Devil go and let me be!
[one last gawain for @mortiscausa’s ’march to camelot,’ for the prompt ‘grudge’]
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Here's what I managed to draw up during the party (plus colouring an hour after)
A fun time for my first art party!
I believe I have these urls right-
Cato Eatweed - @little-leaf-man
Lily Snarehook - @drewcakemix
Semijs - @siins
Emberthroat - @red-catmander
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[tosses two historians into a boxing ring] Now FIGHT
(Susan Treggiari, Servilia and Her Family, p. 120; Robert Morstein-Marx, Julius Caesar and the Roman People, p. 130)
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Finally finished my first batch of Art Party drawings! 3 EU and 1 NA!
Lady Midday belongs to @astralarias
Cato Eatweed belongs to @little-leaf-man
Kudo belongs to @catmanderratmander
And Chak was @bluebudgie
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Another warm day leads Elijah taking his siblings out to town for some task their mother sent him to do.
The first stop is the fabric store, Sable wants to start working on the winter clothing so Elijah has to pick up some cloth. His siblings sit on the side and chat while Elijah haggles with the clerk.
The clerk is hard to haggle with and even seems a bit sullen having to sell to Elijah, whether that it's because of Elijah's class or skin color, Elijah prefers not to think about. He hurries and pays what he needs before rushing his siblings out and onto the next task.
The second stop is the local grocer to pick up spices for the meals Sables cooks. He gets some advice from Daphne who is the one that helps their mother in the kitchen. The twin look around and explore the store.
As the siblings leave the town for the day, and with some free time left the younger ones convince Elijah to let them have a little fun. It takes a little bit but in the Elijah can't say no.
The family ends up at the shore a walk away from the property. The twins play in the sand and Elijah gives Daphne lessons on fishing. The day ends up on a good note.
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cursed with never being able to get a likeness of my favorite roman guys in my drawings.....
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