#crude cat?

[kerenitychan]

[loudclan-clangen]

Loudclan - Moon 19:

Tundrafrost and Chickadeeblur’s kits have been apprenticed: Kingpaw is apprenticed to Siltsplash due to his strange nature, Sockeyepaw is apprenticed to her adoptive father Chickadeeblur due to her bold nature, and Chumpaw is apprenticed to Peakpatch due to her charismatic nature.

Meanwhile, Weed receives an omen, but unfortunately she cannot understand its meaning.

[No thoughts, just me staring at the next moon’s notes going “hehe”.]

First Moon

[disease]

FRIENDS OF ANIMALS MAGAZINE [SUMMER 2024]

[soaked-ghost]

all the stuff I made for that cancelled project... mostly nightmare stuff. about his powers, design choices, and some other junk. but there's also some stuff about dreamtale too.

[vidityavoleti]

Who says you can't create a new house sigil for your name and then make a signet ring of it to wear daily and at events

The state of men's jewelry is sad

[dovesick]

zoom zoom

some ocs i’ve had since i was 14

[craig960114]

why craig are take over world

essay by me (craig)

As much as Craig may seem like a simple doodle of a cat, his potential for world domination should not be underestimated. Despite his crude appearance, Craig embodies the essence of adaptability and resilience, traits that are essential for any aspiring ruler.

Firstly, Craig's simplicity works to his advantage. Underestimation is a powerful tool in warfare, and many would dismiss Craig as inconsequential. However, this oversight allows Craig to operate in the shadows, biding his time until the perfect moment to strike.

Secondly, Craig's lack of defined features makes him a versatile symbol. He can represent anything from innocence to cunning, depending on the narrative spun around him. This ambiguity allows Craig to appeal to a wide range of followers, from disillusioned citizens seeking change to opportunistic power-seekers.

Thirdly, Craig's handwritten signature adds a personal touch to his endeavors. In a world increasingly dominated by digital signatures and impersonal interactions, Craig's handwritten mark harkens back to a simpler time, fostering a sense of nostalgia and authenticity among his followers.

In conclusion, Craig may appear unassuming at first glance, but beneath his simplistic exterior lies the potential for world domination. Through adaptability, versatility, and a personal touch, Craig has the tools necessary to rally followers and reshape the world in his image. Beware the power of Craig, for his ascent to global dominance may be closer than we think.

[catinasink]

tea did by accident but that’s because i have no sense of smell

inchresting

[mist-dancing]

Guys! I got a preview for the next book, this is 100% what happens.

I thought this idea was too funny, take this video i very quickly threw together.

Bonus:

Sad Frostpaw :,(

[paddleboatonfire]

A Study In Calico

[darabeatha]

@predeition said ; Can Ashmi and I marry all your muses / from : 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃

M―MARRIAGE !?!

[demetriandelibinaryboyfriends]

@allvalley100

Prompt: Snake Oil

Pairing: YasMoon

So I made Yasmine an older sister for the YasMoon 10-minute All Too Well fic I'm working on, and...I accidentally ended up really liking her and wanting to write about her in other stuff ^^; Anyways it seems like Yasmine's got family in France (which is why she stayed a whole summer maybe), so I figured her older sis would probably come along on the France trip.

***

“She was Frenching this slimy gelled-up spike-haired fuckwad from the stupid snake dojo! Some I’m-better-than-everyone-because-I-do-karate-ass dickhead.”

Rosalie frowns at her sister from across the hotel bed. “Sounds like a douche.”

“It’s more than that.” Yasmine scowls. “Everything about him’s so…fake. The idiotic hairdo. The trashy tattoo. The machismo bullshit. It’s to distract people from what a freak he is. That’s the only reason he even wants Moon.”

Her fish clenches.

“She’ll get hurt, Ros. He’ll let her fall for someone who doesn’t even exist. I…” Yasmine sighs.

“I can’t claim I haven’t been fake, but…I was always real with Moon.”

[witchstone]

physically she's here....spiritually she's sunbathing on her yacht off the mediterranean coast

[sinsin1016]

SinSin1016@TikTok

SinSin1016@Tumblr

[thevalicemultiverse]

You know what? Fuck this, free pockets can be sewn into your skirt if you call this number! We're not talking about shitty tiny ones, these can hold your wallet, hands, even a fucking knife! (Your business is your business!) No more having to keep your hands full! Your boyfriends wear a skirt? That's cool too! (Free cake and shit talking included.)

Alice: [scribbling down the number] I was already planning on calling for free pockets, but you're throwing in cake and shit-talking? I may find a way to teleport to wherever your headquarters reside.

[in-class-daydreams]

Imagine ex-husband Gojo and your son, Sen, getting into the nastiest fight to date.

"Doman expansion: Infinity Castle!"

You feel yourself floating right side up, then everything shifts and you're suddenly falling upside down. You hit the tatami mats with an "oof!"

Sen's domain is a Japanese-style castle with infinite rooms he can manipulate at will. The domain is infinite and some rooms can lead to nowhere, reminiscent of Satoru's domain. When he and his best friend Naoki overlap their domains, one could find themselves isolated, battling shikigami in various parts of the castle.

Sen and Satoru land on their feet not far from you.

"Yikes," Satoru says. "Pretty crude, if you ask me."

"Good thing I'm not asking!" Sen would say, powering up his next attack. Satoru would move to counter and by now you have a headache and a bruise, and you've had it with the bickering.

"Domain--"

"Enough!" You put your hands together. "Domain expansion: Thousand Heavenly Gates"

The scene shifts and you find yourselves standing on water with a clear sky above you. One thousand torii gates stand tall all around you. Your ex and son feel the rage inside them start to fade away.

Pointing an accusing finger, you scold them, "You two are two of the strongest sorcerers who ever lived. Using your gifts to bicker with each other is some of the most blatant disregard for your stations I've ever seen! I don't want to see another domain used for this kind of stupidity again. Am I clear?"

"Yup."

"Yes, mama."

"Now," you say slowly. "When I drop this domain, you two are going to spend some civil father-son time together. Go get lunch. I don't care where, but on the way back, pick me up an ice cream. Double scoop. Satoru?"

You ex-husband grimaces and has the decency to look chastised. "Yeah, I know what flavor. That swirly one you like."

"Good. Don't come back until you've learned to play nice."

~

Imagine ex-husband Gojo picking you up from girls' night.

Sen goes back to the school dorms at night, so you figured you go out for a few drinks with your friends to catch up. Satoru heard about the event from Shoko and offered to take you home. You agreed and on the way took a detour to your favorite arcade from when you and Satoru were teens.

"Ugh! I swear these things are rigged!" you groan in frustration when the claw game drops the plushie you were aiming for.

"My turn," Satoru says. He scoots you out of the way and focuses hard on the white one-eyed cat you've been trying to get.

In the reflection of the plastic, you notice a slight glow behind Satoru's blindfold.

"No way you're using the six-eyes for this!" You whack his arm playfully, trying to stifle your laughter.

"Don't hate the player, babe, hate the game," he replies. With that, he presses the button and the claw drops. It hits the toy dead center. Closes. Lifts. The two of you hold your breaths.

And drops right into the chute.

"Yes!" you squeal while Satoru retrieves it. His face screws up in a look of contempt.

"Ew, it's even uglier up close."

You snatch it from him and hug it close to your chest. "Don't say that! He didn't mean it, Gege, don't worry."

"You named it already?"

"I named him."

"His face makes me mad for some reason."

"Your face makes me mad for many reasons."

Satoru lightly punches Gege in the face, which leads to you chasing him all the way back to the car, brandishing your new friend like a weapon.

~

Imagine ex-husband Gojo walking you to your front door.

You thank him for the ride and for taking you to that arcade. He doesn't need to know this, but being there with him made you feel like you were seventeen again.

Many things about Satoru remind you of how happy he made you. Even now.

"I'm sorry I acted like that," he says. Your reminiscing means you didn't catch the first part of his apology but you nod like you've been paying attention the whole time. "We're not together any more and I haven't been good about respecting boundaries and I'm sorry."

He blabbers on some more but all you can think about is how this whole apology is exactly the kind of communication you'd been wishing for throughout your marriage.

"So if you're seeing someone now, I get it. I mean, it doesn't matter if I get it or not because it's none of my business but--"

"Oh, shut up, Toru!" Fisting a hand in his shirt, you drag him to your level and kiss him like you’d never get to again.

~

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