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Pride prints are back in stock but leaving soon! 🐹🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️
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The best characters in the show <3
Speedpaint below!!
ugghh i love him so much. He's so smol!!
didn't take that well... (full animation out on my yt)
haven't been on here for a while but here is a scene from a pmv i am making!
New beginning
My mom lets me out some nights. The cold nights finally breathe through my fur. It's wonderful to say the least. Oh, and the moon! It's out tonight, and the chill that the moon brings into the air is just right. What more can I ask for? The door remained open for a good amount of time after I left. The light illuminated the back alley, all the way up to the roofs. The night sky was beautiful, along with the stars and the moon. Everything was so relaxing, I almost fell asleep on the top of my mom's roof. "Hey, Kid." A long meow came from the protruding chimneys behind me. I don't think they wanted me here. "You new around here?" The Tommy cat said, moving closer. The time I have now is good to leave. "No, I-I've been here for quite a while." Backing away, keeping my tail tucked. "Really?" He signaled to another cat around me. I wasn't sure what to do now. "Yeah, I um... I should go." My legs moved back. I bumped directly into a different member. That should have been my third warning to get the hell out of here. They must have been watching me from afar. "Oh yeah, I think I recognize you." The moon lit the cat in front. He was large and a bit intimidating. Black with brown, striped fur leading all the way on the back of his neck to his tail. He might strike me if I move. I had enough space between him. I put a paw down to take my first step, but he moved along with me. This was becoming a growing problem. My second step was to get ready. I wouldn't put it past him that he could smell the fear right off me. I couldn't hesitate any longer. Small scurries of scattered nails on cold, smooth concrete bricks. They were far behind me when I took a sharp turn. I'm not the type to start fights, so I try to stay away from street cats. This is my fifth occurrence of having an encounter with this specific group. The Black cat is a Savannah cat. I didn't think I'd see one bigger than Web, and the fact that he could be the leader of that group. What a mess I've gotten myself into. They are everywhere. Now, I have to watch my back every time I go out. Hopefully, they won't be back when Dad calls me back inside. The night was silent and calm again. The water nearby was glowing with the moon's bright shine. Tonight was my birthday, and I was 24 moons old. "White wine!" Scared the fleas out of my fur. "Jesus, do you always have to yell?" Colonel Web snuck behind me. "Good moon to you, too, son." No matter how he'd scare me, we always greeted each other with a head-to-head touch. Colonel was old but still ahead of his time, surprisingly. "Up for another job?" smiling with his mustache. He looked nice with it. Wish I could have good looking fur like that. "Yeah, it's been a long wait to get some action in!" Colonel laughed at my enthusiastic jumps. "Calm down, son. You need to get back on your feet again. A little training will help do the trick." He left before I could respond. "I guess tracking you down will be a good start." Howling into the dark, beautiful night. He was bound to be close. He's too old to outrun me. I'm not the best writer in the world, but I love writing character interactions. If you could, feedback would be appreciated.)
THIS IS PETE!! he says hello to everyone out there! ahah this cutie!! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HEHe!! There is lore to the artwork you see in front of you but for now that will not be known until the full art piece is finished. What you can know is that he is works for Vet Care! I lovely made group that helps animals in need!* As you can see, Tipsy is the wonderful cat laying on Pete right now! Tispy always goes on operations to help other animals too. His own little world is opening up! For now, Pete takes care of Tipsy. He's a nice companion to have around as company. Sometimes, he even helps plan for the next adventure. Tipsy loves a good run every now and then. Sometimes, he'll even claw at the front to walk the back alley way. Even finding secret treasure that he can take home. What can you say? curiosity killed the cat.
These are the gifs i made with pngs. I think they turned our really good. Anyone can use them
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LOL, I was on OCSN making lore for my COD OC. Anyway! Here are some pictures of my oc and Captain John "Price".
Her name is First lieutenant, Mandel "Vice" Martin. I'll give the lore on these drawings as well
It was the aftermath of a mission. Martin and her Captain, John "Price", sat at a kitchen table in a flat Kyle owns. Martin with curiosity, blankly stares at her Captain.
"Cap'tn?" Price sets his cup down. A small dribble of tea sliding right down his chin. He hums with a response of acknowledgement. "what if some of those people were innocent?" There was a small agonizing silence.
"What?" Less of a question, more of a reply. Price knew what she was asking. Practically similar to what Gaz does. Although, he would rather not bother Price with his burdens.
"You heard me. Were some of 'em innocent?" Martin slammed her cup down. Slightly spilling hot tea on her hand and couldn't care less.
"It's best not to think about it." He grabs her mug, inspecting its already fractured frame before handing the cup back to her. "You broken?"
"No, not at all. It's just hard to-"
"I understand." Price cuts her off from rambling further. He gets up from his seat and pats her on the back. "The tea helps calm the nerves. I'll be in the backyard."
(he wasn't being rude I promise, he just doesn't want her to have that guilt weighing on her 😭)
"BLEH, BLEH, BLEH!"
"they don't say that."
Trick or Treat!
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Sleeping dogs lie
I always wanted to make a creepypasta oc and I think I have the perfect one to start with.
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"Did anyone figure it out yet?"
"No, there is nothing that relates her to any animal."
"Do we even know her origin?"
"No."