#zekey

[whiskerandhowl]

Happy Gotcha Day to my tiniest boy, Zeke — aka Lil’ Pancake 🖤

One year ago today, I drove Zeke home from a cat sanctuary in torrential rain. He cried the whole drive and got so scared he released his anal glands, and I was just so nervous for this little guy! He grew up in a large semi-feral colony, and he is (still) the only one who made it out. We truly didn't know if he was adoptable, and I wasn't sure how he'd handle living in a house after being outdoors for so long.

Within an hour of arriving home he was sitting in my lap, purring and enjoying belly rubs. In less than two weeks he fell in love with Desmond, one of my other three boys, and follows him around like a lovesick puppy to this day. And over the next month, he blossomed into the silliest little clown, becoming the most fun-loving and easy-going guy. He acts like being a pampered house cat is all he's ever known.

Zeke is proof that cats are resilient, adaptable, and extraordinary. He fills my heart with such warmth every single day. Here's to many more years with this absolute doofus.

[stavromulabetaaa]

someone likes his new costco bed

[znosyns]

based // open to: females // zekey uses he & they pronouns

↳ every year zekey anticipated halloween night. they circled the date in red marker and watched the horror movie marathons. finally he could cause havoc and not get penalized for it. besides, if any cops asked, the whole vampire thing was a harmless trick. at around nine at night, his ghoulish gang congregated and placed their bets on who would scare first. last time the group made a few teenagers wet themselves. kirk, the self proclaimed yet still unofficial leader, found a party in lower manhattan. well, he thought he was hot shit because he’d been a vampire the longest. zekey was more ghoul than vampire, but no one approved of kirk’s leadership. however, rumor had it there would be at least two hundred guests, which meant plenty of scares     and midnight snacks. so the gang sank in their cheekbones, drained the color from their faces to look extra dead. and zekey ? let his tongue glide over his fangs, cheeky bastard. upon entering the party, half wasted, they scanned the room. he stumbled over to a girl in neon, unsure of her halloween costume, but she looked gorgeous bathed in violet lighting. “hello pretty lady.” he took her hand and kissed it, even though his breath smelled like beer and drool ran down his chin. “fabulous party, really. are y’ the owner of this fine freakin mansion ?”

[simply-nicky]

[actordougjones]

Thankful for many of God’s blessings this holiday. Like my stuffed dog, Zekey, and that we get to go home to Mrs. Laurie @auntielaurbabe , meet my new great niece Georgie for the first time, and see my oldest brother Bobby for the first time in two years. I miss a lot of family events and life being on the road all the time, so these little moments mean even more to me now. And if you are reading this, I’m extremely thankful for you, too. #happythanksgiving #thankful #thankfullove #plushie #dog #Zekey #actor #actorslife https://www.instagram.com/p/Bqc2i_Anu07/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=eguxnf237pfh

[dottelk]

darwing of my friend’s character zekey. zekey. zekey. @zekeyspaceylizard.

[znosyns]

muse: zekey alcard ( genderfluid ) / open to: f, m, nb. plot: on the late night train back home, no one else is in the car besides zekey and your muse connection: passenger, conductor, whoever tbh

↳ he wished he could have stayed out all night. even though the gig went great, he needed to get the train back. hell, this might’ve been the last one, not a soul in sight. zekey stared out the window, only seeing black. the train stopped and finally someone else stepped on. “hey,” he called out. when they turned around, zekey smiled and waved..“where ya headed ?” cockney accent crowded the small train car, overpowering the slight shaking of the floor beneath their feet. “not tryna be a creep or anything. but i figure a bit conversation might help us feel less anxious. rather dead in here, yeah ? ”  shit, he could use a drink. right, he stashed a bottle in his bag, not wanting to board the train drunk. they leaned down and popped the top off, taking a rather long swig. well, longer than necessary.

[thedogsnstuff]