#Boy with Dog

[newyorkthegoldenage]

A boy and his dog, ca. 1945.

Photo: Sandra Weiner via Les Doubles Six

[carbone14]

Boy with Dog - New York City - 1948

Photo de Clemens Kalischer

[ratt-teeth]

my grandma sent me a picture of my dog with his new xmas present and i need a fucking inhaler LOOK AT HIM

oh to feel a fraction of the unbridled joy he is experiencing

[canisalbus]

✦ I've been saving all my summers for you ✦

[cheezy-whizz]

[lotus-pear]

SIGHHHH BSD REREAD…................I MISS THEM SO MUCH :(((

[bunnis-monsters]

Hooking up with a puppy hybrid then finding out they mate for life and now he’s sticking to you like glue, ready to make pups.

Or!!

Being the owner of a sweet puppy hybrid who’s been very antsy lately. He’s been sniffing at your crotch and insisting on sleeping with you every night.

But one day he comes to you, tent in his pants, asking if he can practice mating with you.

“J-just practice! For when I find a mate, you know?”

Your precious pup is obviously distressed and in need of some relief, so of course you agree.

Little do you know, most hybrids mate for life. Now that he’s marked you, he becomes incredibly possessive and starts acting like your mate.

Now he refuses to even look at the female hybrids you try to introduce him to, only wanting you.

And that complicates things… just some thoughts.

[fleshmonger]

Rotating Sandwich Mood Board

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[officialspec]

so we just moved, and the house we moved into has been abandoned for a few years so weve discovered some fun little secrets scattered around as we explored. for example, theres a little room downstairs with graffiti on the door dubbing it 'the dog box'

of course we were intrigued. aside from some storage and a place to put a washing machine, the dog box seems to exclusively contain this old ass piano, with a little window to see into it from outside

also pictured sitting on the piano is a little novelty dagger we found in the grass outside. its all very funny and novel, right? we thought so

that was when we found The Stain

of course, we immediately jumped to some conclusions. the knife outside, the abandoned house, 'do not enter' written on the door. whatever it was, it had dripped through the floorboards from upstairs, from approximately just outside the bathroom. we decided to wait until we finished moving and then grab some peroxide to test it just in case

still, the dog box bloodstain remained a hot topic, and the curiosity was killing me. after figuring out where upstairs the stain wouldve dripped down from, we noticed it had also seeped up through the newly installed flooring, and i decided i couldnt wait to investigate

looking around the dog box, i noticed that there was a section of the ceiling/underfloor that was noticeably newer than the rest of it, meaning the place the stain had leaked through had been pulled out and replaced just before we moved in. suspicious

im using my phone torch to look around in the dark, and when i shine it on the bloodstain it lights up in a distinctly.... glossy way. when i get closer i can see its not matte, but sticky. so i decide to touch it, and immediately im hit with a STRONG smell of something deeply familiar. all the pieces fall together at once, and using my superior investigative prowess i have deduced the culprit

it was bees. there was a fuckoff massive beehive in the floor that got taken out before we moved in and it leaked honey up through the floorboards and onto the floor of the dog box and the landlord didnt feel like cleaning it up. mystery solved

[majinbangus]

You've always wanted a dog. It doesn't matter what kind, you'd be happy with any, but no matter how much discussion, Soap never budges, holding the exact opposite opinion about dogs. Which you understand given his experiences with them, but it's still a little disappointing.

Until he compromises one day under the condition he gets to choose the dog. Specifically a guard dog, in his words. One he's known and worked with multiple times. One he trusts to take care of his sweet lass. One that will protect.

You get so excited, you buy the collar and everything, eagerly waiting the day Soap is coming home with the dog... only to be confused when Ghost walks in behind him, no dog in sight.

"Uh, hi, Simon?" You peek around the man. Perhaps the dog is hidden behind the man's massive frame. It's not. "Don't take this the wrong way, but what are you doing here?" You shoot Soap a confused look. "And where's the dog you promised me?"

Soap chuckles at your confusion. "He's right here, sweetheart." He pats Ghost's shoulder, and the man takes one big step closer to you, closing the gap within that single stride. The shadow he casts somehow makes him look larger. "You said you'd be happy with anything, and I got you the best one! Ghost'll do anything you say—sit, stay, attack—you'll love him!"

You're not quite convinced. Can't lie and say you're not a little disappointed, but all thoughts of dissatisfaction are briefly forgotten when Ghost reaches down to grab your wrist, the one loosely holding the leather dog collar in hand, and undoes the buckle for you. He then guides your limp hands to slip it around his neck, adjusting it perfectly before letting your hands drop. When he pulls away, a shiver runs through you at the hungry gleam in his eyes, smirk evident in his voice.

"Woof."

You gulp. Maybe Soap is right. Maybe you will love him.

[lilystrations]

"Cerberus Appeased" Three heads, but only two hands? What's a simple Chthonic god to do...

[feral-mannequin]

Reblog to cure his depression

[dailytransitiongoal]

transition goal <3

[ecstasemen]

i think he wants to play ball (he/it)

[vgadvisor]

[bunnygirllover45]

possession.