#I am So Weird about dog breeds now

[tg-headcanons]

Two thoughts:

Does the ccg use dogs to sniff out ghouls? If they do, i almost imagine they would develope a specific, ghoul hunting breed - one with an excellent sense of smell but, unlike most hunting dogs, with no instinct to bite or attack their prey but rather to just find, follow, surround and hold in place (a bit like a rhodesian ridgeback, perhaps.) After all, the dog trying to attack the ghoul would absolutely not end well at all for the dog

And

I imagine some instruments must be more grating on ghoul ears then others - i.e. a piano, for example, will generally sound nice as long as it's in tune and so i imagine ghouls wouldn't have much of an averse reaction to that instrument, even if its a beginner playing. But say, for example, you have a beginner clarinet whose instrument squeaks and shrieks like a cat that just got its tail shredded — i cant imagine that would pair terribly well with their hearing

GHOUL HUNTING DOGS GHOUL HUNTING DOGS (IVE NEVER CONSIDERED THIS BEFORE BUT MY DOG DAYCARE EMPLOYEE ASS IS GOING WILD)

The practice of using dogs to search for ghouls is a very old one, but despite falling out of practice around the 1960s due to breed health problems and more effective methods being discovered, some of them are still around like other breeds no longer used for their original purpose

Arracht hounds are an old breed that split off from Bloodhounds. They were meant to track and hunt, but some had a behavioral quirk of howling and snarling at their prey rather than attacking, alerting humans of their location but quick to scare off animals and a liability to hunts. They were mostly deemed useless bloodhounds, until a small community in rural Ireland during the Middle Ages had one of their bloodhounds do this alert display at a seemingly normal human who was later discovered to be the monster preying on their village

The breed started to be cultivated for ghoul detection. They eventually ended up as tall, long legged and wrinkly animals bred to shriek and follow their marks, and trained to seek the smell of ghouls. Before the invention of better methods, these dogs were revolutionary and often the best detection system anyone could get. They were trained to stay out of a ghoul’s grasp to keep making as much noise as possible for as long as possible until humans could show up, and their wrinkly, loose skin made it easy for them to escape, better to lose a handful of skin than be killed

This obviously wasn’t a perfect system. A lot of those dogs, even the best bred and trained, didn’t survive their encounters. Others would find false positives and cause their attending humans to attack and kill other humans. Still, back then, an imperfect alarm was better than nothing. Many places in Europe became very dangerous for ghouls, and as those dogs spread through the world it only got worse for them

Eventually the dogs fell out of use. With better methods such as rc testing discovered they were no longer the most reliable source, and both human rights organizations citing the amount of innocent humans they got killed and animal rights groups citing how many of the dogs get killed, there was less and less reason to keep them on. The final straw was just how bad the breed got. Over time the breed developed issues the same as any other, but this one had a tendency to lose hearing and eyesight early and get neurotic and dangerous when working around ghouls for too long, so most ghoul extermination organizations retired the Arracht Hounds

Most of them are now housepets, some are trying to retrain them into guard or hunting dogs, and a few rural ghoul hunting organizations still use them, but for the most part they don’t work anymore. Every once and awhile there’s a headline of a ghoul getting caught when a family’s Arracht hound went wild over an inconspicuous neighbor, but that’s as far as it goes. People in cities are advised against getting them. They shriek very loud and maybe it’s all false positives, but you really don’t want to know just how many ghoul are around you

And as for the instruments: the ghoul hatred of squeaky clarinets and trumpets is visceral. They will actively avoid middle schools and music shops where kids are learning to play them

[bitethedevil]

WIP - Raphael as the "dad who didn't want a dog"-meme

(This is just a silly little WIP for something that happens much later in my fic More Than Our Fathers (Raphael x Demigoddess!Reader). I just had a weird urge for Raphael to become a dog-dad)

While Raphael was talking to someone, you wandered around a bit. It was all a lot to take in. There were so many miserable soldiers of the Blood War. The conditions on the ground were awful and the camps were, of course, sectioned after hierarchy. The further you walked, the worse the conditions became.

You stopped in your tracks when you heard the hollow sound of what sounded like a tiny bark behind you. You turned around and looked down on the ground. Your eyes softened immediately as you saw the small fiery creature on the ground in front of you.

It looked like a hellhound, but it was much more dog-like than the huge beasts you had seen walking around. It was just a puppy. It had red glowing eyes that were looking up at you. It was clear that it would grow up to be huge from the big floppy ears it had and big paws. Its fur was a rusty reddish color. It was absolutely adorable.

“Hello, you,” you said to it in a baby-voice.

Its tongue lolled out of its mouth and its little tail started wagging. It barked at you and a puff of smoke came out of its mouth. It was the cutest thing you had ever seen during your time in the Hells.

You cast a spell that made you immune to fire. You cast another to make your hand numb, in case it would bite you with those already strong jaws. You knelt down and let it sniff your hand. Its tiny nose sniffed you with curiosity and it let you pet it.

“Oh, aren’t you precious,” you cooed and smiled.

Your smile faltered slightly when you remembered where you were and the fact that this pup would most likely grow up to be fodder for the front lines.

Animals had always been your biggest weakness. You weren’t too fussed about people, but the thought of animals being hurt tugged at your heartstrings.

Raphael had just left the tent where he had talked with the lieutenants, when he found you outside waiting for him. He looked at the puppy in your arms and then at your pleading eyes.

“No,” he said firmly. “Perish the thought.”

“But—”

“No,” he said again. “No pets. Let it go.”

“’It’ is a she,” you said. “She could be a working dog, a guard dog!”

“Sibylla,” he said tiredly.

“You wouldn’t let me get a cat either,” you said. “I’ll take care of her. She won’t go in the furniture, and she’d be well-trained and everything. I’ve owned lots of dogs before.”

“It is not a dog,” he said.

“She,” you corrected.

“Fine. She is not a dog,” he said and pointed at the puppy in your arms. “Not entirely at least. Her mother might have been from the looks of it, but ‘she’ is a hellhound. I am not taking that half-breed into my home.”

You looked at him in outrage and lowered your voice.

“So, what if she’s a ‘half-breed’? So are we, if you want to be technical about it,” you said defensively and held the pup closer to you. “No need to be rude about it.”

“I grew up around those beasts,” he said with disdain as he looked at the pup. “My father has a fondness for them. I am not budging. Let it go.”

“What will happen to if I do?” you said. “Will it survive? Be honest.”

Raphael sighed and gritted his teeth.

“It will not,” he said. “It is the product of a hellhound breeding with a simple dog. The mother never survives, and hence the pups rarely do for long either. It is the way of nature. Now, let it go.”

Your heart broke and you held the pup closer. You felt its warm little nose nuzzle into your neck as you held it, and tears were threatening to fall down your cheeks.

“Don’t,” Raphael warned at seeing your tears. “Not here.”

He looked around to see if anyone was looking in your direction. You started sniffling when the dog licked your cheek.

Raphael groaned in frustration.

“Fine. Keep the damn mutt,” he groaned. “But it will need to be trained and if it ruins any furniture or makes any trouble at all, we are getting rid of it. Understand?”

“Yes, yes,” you said relieved and nodded. “Thank you.”

Raphael looked at the pup with clear disdain. It was staring excitedly at him with its tongue out of its mouth.

“Such an ugly little thing,” he said.

The puppy yipped at him, and smoke and sparks came out of its mouth. Raphael was quick to take a step back. Was he scared of hellhounds? You weren’t going to press him on it now that he had finally said yes.

“I think I’ll name you Asha,” you cooed to the pup. “Do you like that?”

Raphael mumbled something that sounded like ‘spare me’ and rolled his eyes.

Mephistopheles suddenly turned his attention to Asha who had been sitting beside you like a statue for the entirety of the impromptu meeting from your father in law. She was the size of a big grown up dog now, and she was still growing. He looked at her with a toothy smile that could have been interpreted as fond, if you did not know that he was just as much of a performer as his son was.

“Well-trained, isn’t she?” he said in that smooth breathy voice of his. “Impressive. Especially considering that you do not speak Infernal.”

You looked down at Asha. Her red eyes were following Mephistopheles’ movements intently.

“She understands common just fine it seems,” you said. “I have had her since she was a pup.”

“They are quite intelligent creatures,” he said.

“Indeed,” you said. “I understand you have an interest for hellhounds as well.”

“Oh yes,” he said. “I have been breeding my own race of them. It has been a little pet-project of mine for quite some time. They are tougher, meaner, and larger than even the largest of the Nessian warhounds. Of course, they are purebreds, and not mutts like your attentive little girl there.”

You smiled politely, though the smile was strained.

“I’ve always found that mutts have their own charm,” you said.

“Certainly,” Mephistopheles said and turned his attention to you with a charming smile. “Though they are, of course, completely unpredictable. You never know if the pups will grow up to take after their simple dog mothers or their hellhound fathers. No matter what, the blood is diluted, and you often end up with a hound that is of little use. A half-breed pup does not stand a chance in a pack of purebred hellhounds, and they more often than not end up as dinner…”

He might have still been smiling, but you could easily tell in his pale eyes that you were not talking about dogs anymore. His smile widened even more when he heard the familiar ‘poof’ or Raphael appearing behind him. Raphael looked from you to him with a look of surprise and then annoyance.

“Mephistopheles,” Raphael greeted his father with a cold tone. “My apologies. I did not expect a meeting.”

Mephistopheles did not even look back at him but kept his eyes on you.

“I was not here to meet with you, dear son,” he drawled and walked up the steps to where you were sitting. “A pleasure to properly make your acquaintance, Sibylla.”

He kissed your hand while still making eye contact. You pressed back against your seat as he did. Despite yourself, he did terrify you.

He looked down at Asha and smiled. He reached out to pet her. Had he not moved his hand away fast enough, she would have bitten him. The snap of her strong jaws echoed through the throne room. Mephistopheles’ eyes widened for a second, but he quickly brushed it off with a chuckle. Asha growled at him.

“Apologies,” you said to him. “As you said yourself…half-breeds and their unpredictability.”

He smirked at you with just a hint of admiration in his eyes before disappearing in a flash of smoke and embers.

You sighed in relief and the tension in your body disappeared the second your father-in-law did. Asha quickly returned to her cheerful self and started wiggling her entire body in joy as she went to greet Raphael. For once, he leaned down to scratch her behind her ear and her tail started wagging even more.

“Such a good girl,” he praised and petted her. “Yes, you are, darling.”

“Don’t teach her it’s fine to bite guests,” you said to him.

“She is a smart girl,” Raphael said and rubbed Asha’s belly. “She is allowed when the guest in question is my father.”

You rolled your eyes at him but could not help but smile.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I the asshole for wanting to return an adopted dog?

(🐶🙃 so I can find this)

So, first, a bit of context about my family. It’s me (23F), my mom (56F), and my dad (58M) living together. We had two dogs, B (14M) and H (10F), that both had to be put down last fall for various health complications. Seeing as they were such a big part of our life, the months without them have felt a bit weird to some of us. But my mom especially has been handling it poorly - B followed her around a lot, and always slept right next to her, so I get why she’d be affected differently.

The problem is that she’s been insistent on getting another dog for months now. It felt like every week, she had a new rescue / adoption listing to show me. And last Friday, she showed me the most promising one yet. A beagle (same breed as B) named F (1M), already house trained and vaccinated/neutered, basically everything that would’ve been one of my immediate objections. We all work, so I was unsure if we’d have the time or energy for that. Once I saw the listing, I gave a solid “maybe” and said I wanted to think about it more.

She and my dad brought F home the very next day.

Since F got here, we’ve had to deal with a number of changes to our routine. Keeping doors closed more reliably, moving furniture to make space for a crate, and most importantly, teaching him everything else about living in a house (not jumping on counters, not eating shoes/blankets, not scratching at stuff). It’s been on and off, sometimes tolerable, sometimes a bit irritating. But we’ve ALSO had to make adjustments for things I never knew beforehand. Namely, he has heartworm, and he’s allegedly been scratching a lot lately - maybe a flea/tick thing, maybe something else. If I had heard these before he was already coming home, I might have reconsidered.

This morning, the whole situation already drove me to a breaking point. My dad woke me up way before schedule, saying he needed to take care of something and that he’d be “right back”. In the meantime, I needed to watch F while half asleep. This proved to be so draining that I’ve nearly passed out at work, where I’m currently writing this on my break. It doesn’t help that dad’s little “be right back” took an hour and a half, during which time F nearly broke a picture frame.

Now I’m feeling like I was robbed of any chance at free time on the basis of a single “maybe”. I’ve expressed my frustration to my mom, and she says we’ll talk about it later, but I still feel like a dick for wanting to return a rescue puppy. He’s adorable, but so are all dogs, and that shouldn’t mean uprooting my daily schedule to accommodate for something I didn’t agree to.

So AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[stinkybrowndogs]

Some dog movie observations:

The 1990s to like 2010 seems to be the golden age of dog movies. We got Beethoven (1992), Homeward Bound (1993), Air Bud (1997), 101 Dalmatians (1996), Snow Dogs (2002), Because of Winn Dixie (2005), Hotel for Dogs (2009), Beverly Hills Chihuahua (2008) to name a few that I enjoyed. There is also a slew of B-rate movies that while not as good, still have some charm. I will say I think it helps that cgi wasn’t heavily used in movies until the later 2000s and 2010s, and it is my humble opinion that too much cgi ruins the movies. The more tricks the dog actually does on camera, the better. Bonus points if clever camera shots and practical effects are used instead of cgi.

Anything before the 80s? Questionable animal ethics. (The Animal welfare act was passed in 1966, so really anything before then is… wild.)

Now. As we travel into the 2010s-2020s, we see an uptick in copaganda. (Max, Dog, Rescued by Ruby, and a Dogs Journey are some recent ones). We also see an uptick of Really Bad Movies (think like a dog-BAD. Lady and the tramp? WORSE.) we also see a lot of strange indie films about dogs (white god was….. weird.) this is also when the “air buddies” took off to be their own thing, which has turned into an entire studio that makes Bad Dog Movies (and also shows! Pup academy, phantom pups, and one other one on Netflix. They are Bad)

There are also several with like 100 remakes (lassie, benji, where the red fern grows, like 200 different white fangs smh) so I’m not super sure how I’m going to tackle those….

The most popular dog breeds in these movies are probably goldens, labs, German shepherds, Great Danes (! At least 3 so far; marmaduke, the ugly Dachshund, and Chestnut hero of Central Park), old English sheepdogs (! Surprising but there was a few!) and beagles (again at least a few movies). Also, terriers.

Dobermans, Rottweilers, Beaucerons, and German shepherds are top picks for the antagonist characters, or just as Menacing Dogs

There are several I haven’t watched yet because they are not on any streaming service, and I will have to check my library to see if they have any of them to loan. I am looking forward to the Tim Allen shaggy dog (horrifying poster- dog with human eyes photoshopped on), marmaduke (I remember this movie being terrible), cats & dogs (I remember liking these)

Im tempted to try and make a big long video just. Reviewing all the movies I have watched but that is a massive waste of my time and also I have the personality of a shoe so I’m not sure who would actually be interested in watching it. Much to think about.

[doberbutts]

So weird question: when i was young i had a traumatic experience where a dog (i don’t remember the breed, i think it was a chow, but it mighta been a mix) bit me on the nose

I’m going through therapy as a result of the fear of dogs i got and i’m doing well (i can pet my brother’s great dane without issue now)

But my goal is to one day own a a dog that is on the larger end, partially to help with my fear, and partially because i like dogs they just scare me

Any breeds i should avoid? Besides chow’s i mean

I'm sorry to hear that happened to you, and I am glad that you've sought help to work through this.

However, "breed of dog that isn't a chow" is a very vague qualifier, and so I don't really have an answer for you unfortunately. I do know that @molosseraptor has a whole service where she does an in-depth interview and matches people to breeds and breeders, perhaps you should take her up on that service if you are having trouble deciding. It also may be too soon in your journey yet to be thinking about breed.

[lothcatthree]

I love the idea of stewjon being like space Scotland. but I also visualize it as a foggy planet surrounded by stormy skies and underground cities almost like how mandolore looked when it was abandoned. Also I picture it being in the unknown regions and being in close alliance to the chiss. I also picture stewjoni being far from human but only having humanoid looks.

oh i LOVE this!!! (cutting this off because i got ahead of myself)

I have read so many lovely iterations of stewjon in so many lovely fics and I love every single one. stewjon being in close alliance to the chiss would be so cool... the idea of stewjoni people being so rare and almost legendary like the chiss makes obi that much cooler and leaves so much room open for different interpretations.

and I am SO here for stewjoni having non-human qualities. make them really weird. give them lifespans twice as long as normal humans. they dont ever have menopause and will keep making babies when they're 105. they all have the cilantro soap gene. their skin glows golden during leap years and they are DEATHLY allergic to jogan fruits.

on another (darker) note, give me some history about how stewjoni were enslaved by planets with population problems for their long lives and breeding capabilities.

years of enslavement made them evolve in crazy ways to adjust to each planet they were held on and now they're like some kind of legendary deity.

each remaining stewjoni person (they're few and far between now) has some super cool power that can be traced back to whatever planet(s) their ancestors were held on.

give me a storyline of a stewjoni survivor discovering their past through a long chain of information and intel, unearthing old secrets and making new discoveries. avenging their family. singlehandedly wiping out any remaining slavers.

ok cool now make it obi and cal for their family. and quinlan and merrin are there to be their scary guard dog spouses (not that cal and obi need it) and bd1 is there (he thinks he's also a scary guard dog).

greez is there through a lot of grumbling. he's not going to let this band of idiots (merrin excluded) take the mantis on a galaxy-wide marvel movie-esque adventure without supervision (he also loves cal and would do anything for the kid, but he'll only tell you that after seven glasses of spotchka and sobs).

they get to discover things about kiffu and dathomir, too. family field trip to rediscover your heritage & confront your past alongside your present and maybe your future <3

[therealvinelle]

what are the cullen’s hobbies? (not canon ones, things and activities you think they’d enjoy - even if being a vampire made it a little difficult or damn near impossible)

God, my eye is twitching with the desire to give them the weirdest hobbies imaginable.

The Cullens have an insane amount of money and time, and their powers (ultra-fine muscle control, amazing vision, etc.) means they will excel at a lot of hobbies.

The hobbies they are prevented from by their vampirism are things involving animals, professional sports (as you'll have to submit to drug tests and your health and fitness routine being monitored), close contact with people in general, food-based hobbies, and hobbies were humans are likely to bleed one way or another.

To say nothing of how niche a hobby community can get. Everyone knows everything about everyone, and that opens up for a level of scrutiny a vampire might not be prepared for.

So, let's assume these barriers aren't an issue for whatever reason. What do the Cullens do?

(I... admit I wasn't entirely able to resist that weird hobby urge.)

Alice might just find herself doing cat or dog shows. The level of perfectionism and effort that goes into preparing your pet (depending strongly on breed and fur quality, of course, some breeds require little if any preparation. The universal experience, though, is GROOOOOOOOOMMMM and if it’s dogs, then TRAIIIIINNNNN your dog) could very well appeal to her, and I imagine she'd develop her own coat products. Silicone powder, color-enhancing shampoo, volumizing spray, she's got her own line, to say nothing of the edge her gift would give her, as she would know which puppy or kitten to buy. (The "which cub am I choosing?!!" issue being a common one because when a puppy is 8 weeks old you simply do not know if it will grow up to be a hottie or not, and it’s not much easier with 12 week old kittens. This is a science.) Her pets win everything.

Carlisle, well, the trouble with this guy is his work is his hobby. And it's already one vampires are supposed to be unable to do. The man is a fluke. Carlisle's hobby is now to be able to contribute to medical research and reference patients from the 1820's without anybody asking questions.

Edward... god, all I can picture is some intensely esoteric craft, one that five people in the world can do and that creates something beautiful and meaningful. Making instruments, the rarer and more elaborate the better, is the name of the game, I think.

Emmett would love to compete. He's a vampire, he's going to win at everything anyway, he's incredible. He kicks the butts of seventeen-year-old humans who worked hard and makes them all cry because he just took their scholarships. He whoops, beats his chest. VICTORY!!

Esme, cooking competitions. She's winning them all. And, because anon said to remove the vampirism problems, she's not eating her competitors.

Jasper is into theatre. Not because he's particularly interested in it, oh no, he just likes to abuse his gift this way. With his gift he can make the other actors bomb their scenes, or make an untalented schmuck seem like the next Rex Harrison. He's in a movie club for the same reason. He made one guy laugh during Schindler's List. Just the one.

Renesmée, if finding the limitations of her hybridness lifted, becomes a freestyle diver. Who needs to breathe? Usually Renesmée, but not anymore!

Rosalie has her cars already, but she strikes me as a horse girl. Give the girl an unafraid horse, and the ability to compete without that being an issue, and our girl is on a Dutch Warmblood competing on a national level in dressage.

[theemporium]

i'm late at this point but fuck it. werewolf lestappen x werewolf reader where the only thing charles wants for his birthday is for his mates to be there with him. he wants both of them goddammit.

he sneaks max's phone to try to get reader's number and lemme tell u this boy is SO unsneaky, he gets caught right away. and max is like what r u doing ???? this is weird :\ why do u want her number ??? and charles is just like uhhhhhh wellll you seeeeee iloveyousomuchandyou'rethelightofmylife i think she's my mate iloveyousosososomuchyouknowthatright?

and max is just like not sure how to process this. he's like two mates ??? do EYE have two mates ??? what is going on ??? how do we figure this out ??? and the two of them put their heads together and try to come up with a plan but they are just two silly lil guys and share a single braincell between them. so their plan is as follows:

step 1: invite reader over a day early under the guise of celebrating charles' birthday

step 2: stick wolf max in front of reader and see if they are mates

step 3a: if they are not mates charles just pretends he's always had a dog. yes he's a big boy, no charles does not know what breed he is, his name ??? oh uhhh his name is max- uhh maxamillian... nO he's is not named after max, max was named after him. YEs this dog is 26 years old, no more questions please

step 3b: if they are mates max shifts back and they all take advantage of the fact that he is now naked and have hot nasty sex

step 4 (dependent on step 3b): when midnight hits their hot nasty sex becomes hot nasty BIRTHDAY sex

so reader shows up to their apartment and is like "happy early birthday charlie, why am i the only one here at this party ??" and charles is just like, "enough of that please" and physically steers reader torwards the room where werewolf max is sitting with a lil party had on his head (charles made him wear it, yes they did argue about it)

and boom. mates.

and immediately max and reader start macking and charles is feeling very put out about this whole thing. it's his birthday party isn't it? but max reminds him that it's not midnight so not everything is about him yet so if charles wouldn't mind moving out of the way he's trying very had to take their girl apart. like either step up or step out

-🌠

OBSESSED OBSESSED OBSESSED

[faline-cat444]

An image of what seems to be the main cast for Wonderful.When it comes to the little bit of details being expressed so far it's a mix of weirdness but I generally have a good feeling over the upcoming season's theme and execution.The main idea is showing us that our leading Cure is actually a dog who gains the ability to transform into a human girl and of course a Pretty Cure.I can excuse her name being Cure Wonderful thanks to that,if anything thanks to the pun it might be better off calling her Cure Wan-Derful.

For past experiences her voice actor has taken credit for that's a character I know she's supposed to be Kanna from Dragon Maid.So using that for reference this isn't her first time dealing with what I think can classify as "Shapeshifter".Her dog genetics also say she's the Papillon breed which being more of a cat person I don't really have much experience to but a page on the American Kennel Club website did provide some handy statistics that might be worked into her character.

As I said already the naming scheme for the initial Cure Status Quo feels a bit weak compared to the motifs of previous seasons but I can excuse that when your team leader is an actual dog most of the time.

Bringing us to our next most major Cure we have a bit more info on,Iroha Inukai aka Friendy.Her name in magical girl form is likely rooted to how dogs get referred to as "Man's Best Friend".

Design-Wise I'm not quite sold on her default outfit and hope the fashion she'll get later on(When the seasons change or similar) and I think the hat would look better if it covered her whole head rather than being a tiny thing on the side.Her voice apparently being who does Anya [Forger] among a few other characters makes me really want her to be worthy of my ever expanding list of favorites and shows this isn't her first time being a magical girl or dealing with a weird dog.

Similar to the season we're closing off on we don't have true details for Nyammy and Lillian but it isn't too hard to put the clues together.

"Nyammy" contains Nya which is how Japan tends to express what English would call "meow".There is a white cat named Yuki present along with her owner,Mayu Nekoshiyama.

The pink ribbon placements sort of remind me how Blake concealed her cat ears in the first volumes of RWBY.With how order is place in the quartet Yuki is going to be the one who transforms first followed by her owner.Not too sure how much of a time skip this will be in the grand scheme but the little bit of info presently given on Mayu says she recently moved into the town."Lillian" might also be an odd choice of name considering the limited knowledge at the moment for it's a name that seems rather human instead of descriptive or constructive(Then again,Laura just used her last name) and seeing the meaning of it as a girl's name it's supposed to give a sense of peace and passion but at the same time it's based on lily flowers...Which I have seen several informative sources say are HIGHLY TOXIC TO CATS and it might be very telling that a cat is possibly implied to have assisted in her owner's Cure name.

Our last duo in the visual is currently more for the hypothetical theories right now than outright stated from initial visual choices.If it's going the way they're wanting us to think they're who I am really pinning the money on.

Glasses Boy is Satoru Usayama while his bunny's name is Daifuku

The former is definitely hinting to have a lot of those marks I said I'd want for a male cure successor for Tsubasa:

Classmate to one of the main characters(So he does attend the school)

Outfit hints he's going to fill the niche of the yellow/orange/gold member to the team

Ends up needing to be a secret keeper about the girls' being Pretty Cure

If he keeps his glasses or they turn into a monocle when the time comes and everything checks out that's perfection in my book.In regards to his rabbit...

Apparently that's one brave bunny not that I can read that going by the facial expression the first impression is giving.Need to wait for the show proper to truly see the loppy lapin in action.

Now for the final shreds of detail that more-or-less are "public"...

Whatever role these animals will be serving they very much seem a bit like an extended cast including recolors of the animals from Healin' Good

Lastly is our first shot at one of our monsters of the episode which this time around are starting out with the name of "Garugaru"

This might very well be best viewed as the Pretty Cure spin on some subject matters Animal Detectives Kiruminzuu dealt with and all we have to do is wait for the fourth of February to see it start to unfold

[l3irdl3rain]

Apologies if this is a weird question or it’s already been asked, but does Arthur have any issues from the fact that he’s a Persian? I know the short jaw and nose can lead to some breathing/eye issues but he seems like the healthiest of your cats

He has some mild breathing issues but honestly considering the look of his face it really doesn’t seem that bad to me? But I’m also more used to smush faced dogs who constantly sound like they’re dying. When he really gets playing he snorts some.

I also put eye drops in his eyes daily. Over the summer I was just doing it once a day but now bc the air is drier in my house I’ve been doing it 2 or 3 times a day. And I have to clean the little crevices in his face daily.

And then also I have to mention that I was informed by someone on here that he’s actually an exotic shorthair. Tbh ive never really cared abt different breeds of purebred cats so I always just thought an exotic shorthair was just a short haired Persian but it is actually recognized as its own breed of cat. His coat is unbelievably thick and requires more maintenance than I give it tbh. I brush him just enough to keep him free of mats but he’s such a terrible sport about it. If he belonged to a stronger person than I he would probably have the most beautiful coat in the world but I am 1) lazy and 2) feel guilty when I brush him and he cries

[mismatchedtwins]

WRITE WRITE WRITE WRITE!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 I love this au so much I LOVE how you write Donnie in particular. I am so hyped every time I see an update. Him walking off the cliff and getting close to the krang dog, bc he's very knowledgeable about the krang but like... the WRONG krang. wrong-genre-savvy. idk it's very fun seeing how he handles this new dimension. ALSO!!!! leo not believing him at all, and donnie being so frustrated bc it's not even THAT weird so why is leo being so OBSTINATE. aaaaaaaaaasdghlkdsgklh I am very excited to see how their relationship develops.

I want you to know that even though I haven’t answered this until now, this Ask has been the drive for some SERIOUS trauma that I have inflicted upon the boys. And not just Leon&Donnie.

EVERY boy deserves some trauma. No, I will not elaborate.

I wrote the first draft for the next Take!! You did that! Go you!

I want to work on them in order, but instead my writing is so random. In my defense, I did warn as much in my Masterpost. I have so many drafts but few finished articles. No idea why I’m working on the beginning, middle, and end all at once but oh well here we are (😭)

I just like filling in random gaps and playing with their relationship.

AND I KNOW RIGHT?

I was going NUTS comparing the similarities and differences and the fact that Donnie has to have studied his Kraang intently and now there’s a NEW Krang species that’s not HIS Kraang. It’s the same but it’s also ever-so-slightly completely off and in the WORST WAYS.

Donnie is so used to his Leo rolling with the punches or basing everything he knows off of what Donnie claims as true. And yet this Leo is pushing him to give up AND is accusing him of LYING??

Instant dislike is a wonderful breeding ground for good relationships.

I’m sure this’ll all turn out a-okay.

[megpricephotography]

OK I realise this is weird, but hear me out. I met the most Barney-looking Basset Hound today. It was genuinely Barney in Basset form, and I am sad it would have been weird for me to take a picture so I can't show you. It was more than just his colour, but something about the way he looked at you and acted. Probably helped by the fact we were in countryside similar to your part of the world.

Aw, that's sweet you were reminded of Barney, I wish you could have taken the Basset's pic without it being odd to do so - I'd love to have seen it! Haha & now I'm laughing as I try to imagine my Barney lolloping around in short-legged Basset form! It's funny though, on a couple of occasions I've also seen dogs which have strongly & unexpectedly made me think of dear old Barney - even though they were completely different breeds to him. One was a giant, fluffy Maremma Sheepdog, another was an elderly Golden Retriever (Barn would've been annoyed about that - he wasn't generally a fan of Goldies!). I could hardly even say what it was about those particular dogs which struck me as being strikingly familiar but I think it was mostly their eyes, facial expressions & maybe something about how they behaved. They reminded me far more of Barney than any border collies I've seen.

[rorykillmore]

i read an interesting natgeo article today that was about why huge dog breeds live so much shorter lives than smaller ones and how the leading theory is related the cellular damage that happens when a creature has been so recently evolved to undergo that amount of growth (relative to how small they are as babies) in such a short amount of time and just. man.

my work in animal care has really radicalized me on this subject. it's weird bc i am very passionate about it but some of my opinions would be pretty unpopular in typical animal lover circles, where "we shouldn't be breeding dogs to have smashed faces and misaligned spines" is commonly accepted, but "we shouldn't be breeding dogs that have instincts to fight, which can then be triggered by things like small children or a person having a seizure" veers very quickly into a 'it's not the breed, it's the owner!' flavor of avoidance of the subject.

i actually think dog breeds/breeding as it exists right now shouldn't be a thing at all, and people are so quick to perceive that as an attack on the dogs themselves. but man. these are not naturally occurring animals. we did this to them. i wish "something should change" was a more popular position.

[killersansofficial]

ABOUT ME!!

Hello! To start this off, I am a very chaotic, loud person who loves people, drawing, and mischief! I like to make fanart and draw stuff I know will make people happy and smile, and I aim to be a kind and caring person! If I notice you are seeming sad, I will message you privately to try and cheer you up (although I’m not a very comforting person…)

I am a female and go by She/Her.

I still sleep with (1) stuffed toy…I’ve had him for 9 years and his name is Happo 😭

My birthday is 7th of October

I say ‘Nuh uh’ and ‘that’s crazy’ a lot

I care a lot about people I like, so that will lead a lot to me asking and talking to you.

I’m 14 years old (damn I’m old) and I live in Australia! 🇦🇺

My favourite food is beef, and I really like mint chocolate ice cream!

My fandoms include: Undertale/UTMV, Helluva Boss, FNaF, TADC (The Amazing Digital Circus), South Park and Wings of Fire! (There might be more but I can’t think of anymore right now lol) I’m also interested in anything to do with ghosts (such as abandoned asylums and stuff like that), I love music and singing, I have a guitar I can play one song on, and I love colouring!

I have three dogs (about to get another one), I have Fergus the pugzu, Leo the Labrador, and Teddy the toy Moodle (the dog were getting this year we will name Lulu, she will be the same dog as Teddy from different parents and our hope is to breed them)

Extras: My favourite colours are blue, purple and yellow. I have a large family of 7 members with my mum and 5 with my dad. I am weird :P I have weird taste in food (I like pineapple pizza, I love spicy food, I love liquorice, etc.) I don’t have a regard for my own personal safety (for example I will eat way too much spice my body can handle or I will jump into a lake fully clothed in the middle of winter off a small rock side (I have done both before))!

DNI if: you are a proshipper, you’re rude, hurtful or disrespectful toward me or anyone else I know, you are homophobic/transphobic, sexist, or an overall asshole

Thank you and I hope if you follow me you don’t mind a bit of chaos!

[goodluckclove]

I'm almost done with a short story of mines, which is rare because this is the first time ever that I've written long enough to actually finish the piece. Now that I'm on the finish line I've... slowed down. I don't know why, I already know how I want to end it, for the first time it's not writer's block, but physically writing it has gone at a snail pace, one or two lines in the span of a week, still not done. It's like the ending itself doesn't want to be written.

First off - fucking congrats for getting this close to finishing a full short story! I am historically terrible at short-form media as I honed my craft doing NaNoWriMo like four or five times, so now I can only produce in quantities ranging form wow to please stop. It's no small feat to be concise in your storytelling and create an experience that you can digest in a short time and potentially think about for years to come. Impressive work!

But endings are tricky, aren't they? I was tickled by your question and the way you phrased it, so much so that I jumped to answer it now. It's like the ending itself doesn't want to be written. I think about that kind of shit a lot and even though I feel weird talking about it to non-writers I really do think you and I are onto something.

Writing for me has always been a somewhat autonomous process. I hear writers who see themselves as the cruel or benevolent gods of the universes they create, and though I'm sure their viewpoints have backing I have never and will never relate to that mindset. I am not the god of my universe. I am the attendant to a roomful of dogs, all different breeds and sizes, and I am very much at the mercy of a majority of their whims.

Oh, you don't actually want to keep the secret I was planning on having you keep for another two chapters? Uh, okay. You actually have a completely different emotional reaction to this new character than I expected or wanted? Yup. Sure. I can say I have a plan, but a big pillar of my process is being able to see when my characters disagree with my plan and instead insist on pissing all over the floor.

Blind Trust, my novel coming out this Summer, was supposed to be one book. It's now going to be four. My reaction to this is best described as a furrowed brow and a resigned sigh.

What I mean to say is that, if you're struggling with the ending - even just to the extent that it bores you to write, it might be time to check in with the story itself and the people it follows. Maybe the ending isn't exactly what you think it is. Maybe it's not even the ending yet.

Wouldn't it be hilarious if the reason why you got so far with this short story is because it's actually a novella, or even a full-length novel? Maybe even just a longer short story than you originally imagined?

I welcome you to give yourself and your cast of characters a little more creative freedom. The way a story forms in the head is often a lot different from what you actually end up with on paper.

I welcome you to DM me directly if you want to keep talking. I'd love to work with you on this!

[slashingdisneypasta]

Ive seen the f/o werewolves au and I absolutely love it. From the way it works to how they all handle their wolf side in different ways... I just find it so neat!

Callahan especially got my brain going 100 miles an hour, Just imagining him and the YN from your series dealing with it...

The days leading up to the first transformation where the animalistic-scary grows from "hot" to "concerning".

Him missing out on a date because, as fate would have it, happened in a full moon and then just... Ghosting, because he doesn't like the fact he can't control this quite yet.

He wanted to ravage YN before the transformation? absolutely. Make them his (mate)? Certainly. But this is beyond him. He can't control himself, just the sound of YN's voice from when they showed up at his doorstep (one last check. Giving him the benefit of the doubt.) is enough to send him into a bit of a frenzy, and he hates it.

And then one day YN returns to their dorm to find this big, weirdly wolf-like, old dog (if the grey muzzle is any indication) at their door. One that's weirdly docile and (even more surprisingly) friendly with them, despite the fact they never saw this dog in their life.

The dog approaches, carefully sniffing their hand, before pressing the top of its head against the palm. Still a bit weirded out, YN gives the animal a few tentative scratches and pets, which the dog seems to like.

(Mate is caring for him after so long after all...)

And just that presence, that care, that absolute freedom to be at peace with the one the two of them love is enough to bring the two consciousness together for long enough of a moment for Callahan to detransform.

Thankfully the shock of petting a naked Callahan (clothes having bursted out from the initial transformation) sent YN reeling back, which ended up reverting him back into a wolf. Wouldn't do to have that image floating around the college forums after all.

YN was able to guide Callahowl inside to wait out the moon. But in the morning, they would talk, as they made sure to tell the dog. Whether he could fully understand them or not was still up to debate, but at least he seemed to understand their tone and looked a bit chastised.

For the all of five minutes before YN relented and began to pet him again, cursing whatever entity that ruled their universe and made Callahowl such a cute dog.

FRIEND FRIEND FRIEND FRIEND

I GOT SO EXCITED WHEN I SAW THIS IN THE MORNING. I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO ANSWER IN KIND.

First of all I am s o so jazzed to see that you, too, are mad about Werewolf!Callahan like me!! XDD And 'Callahowl'???? OMG perfect XDDD Second of all-

YOUR FIC HERE. IT IS MAKING ME INSANE. Y/N being affectionate with this wolfie that loves her even though they have a sort of temperamental relationship when he's human?? 'Mate is caring for him after so long after all...'- this this this!!! Because like??- thats Aaron and Y/N loves Aaron. They do. But usually they cant show him that, because he's an ass and it would kill them- and he cant show it to them either because, again, he's a total ass-- but in this form??? His underlying desire for affection from them (His mate!! <3) comes out and Y/N doesn't have to worry about teasing (or worse) ^^

I also love your detail that his muzzle is lighter to show his age!!

Thank you so so much for sharing this!!!!!!!! ^^ I wanna write for Callahowl so so bad and one day I will XD I swear XD For now though here are some imagines for you, too!! In these, Y/N is actually his student but the relationship is basically the same apart from that.

Werewolf!Professor Aaron Callahan x Fem!Student!Reader || Imagines

Plot: Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon.

Warnings: There are smut imagines at the end that involve male masturbation topics as well as sex, and breeding ref's.

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon appearing in class dishevelled. His short hair unbrushed and ruffled like he's been constantly running his fingers through it, his shirt unbuttoned at the top, his jacket clenched at his side in his hand instead of on like it just got way too hot despite it being the middle of November, his glasses constantly crooked from rubbing his wild eyes.

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon only being calm when its just the two of you. When, after class, you stay back to check on him in the office. He slumps on the corner of his desk and watches you with a certain warmth you've never seen on him before. You fix his glasses and his hair, and his eyes fall shut at the feeling for half a moment before he can pull himself together. You offer him his blazer before you leave, and he takes it simply because you offered it, wanting to hold onto you in any way he can, but only holding it in his hands as you leave instead of pulling it on.

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon getting snippier and snippier with students, breathing heavily through his nose and rolling his eyes up to the sky and looking dangerously close to throwing things- but not to you. Not towards his mate (Not that you know you're that).

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon making a guy in your class with you, who was arguing con to your pro in a hypothetical court topic feel dumb and mortified in front of the whole class. He told the guy to oppose you (Its a regular law class activity!) but it turns out to be too much for him- he cant handle it. He has to stick up for you, protect you. And its nasty, and unfair, and awful, and everyone in the room feels the aftershock of it. Luckily, he's still him enough to brush it off and move on, but you're looking at him like he's insane the rest of the class and he knows he fucked up.

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon making up excuses why he's acting the way he is and why he keeps cancelling on you and they just keep getting worse. He's a smart guy, he's actually scary he's so smart, but now he's acting like an idiot and you're actually getting kindof concerned. You ask him, genuinely, if he's okay?

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon looking up and to the door any time you walk through it, looking over at you like he knew it was you who came in even if its too loud in the room for him to have heard the door even open and he had no way of knowing when you were going to get there. Because he's so tuned in to your scent, and his nose is so sensitive this time of month.

~ Hornycanons from here ~

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon getting hornier the closer his transformation closes in on him.

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon having to cover his mouth with his hand tight and hang up quick when you call because the bulge in his pants grew at record speed hearing you and he's going to moan if he stays; the sweet sound of your voice making him painfully turned on.

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon having to jerk off under his desk during lunch. You stay back to check on him, he takes his blazer from you, and then he sits down slowly and takes out his red headed, leaking cock to quickly pump one out; riding the high or your lingering scent and your voice in his head and the feel of your fingers on his hair just before.

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon having to excuse himself to go to the bathroom more often just in order to jerk off and keep his shit together.

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon who will fuck all night if you come to stay over. He'll fuck you against the wall when you come in, he'll fuck you on the couch, he'll fuck you all night in bed. He tries to bang it out, make the rest of his week easier, but thats not how it works.

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon who has to fight himself not to fucking cum in you, goddamnit. He doesn't want kids, he tells himself over and over. He doesn't want kids, he doesn't want kids. But the wolf in him desperately wants to fill you with pups. Luckily Cal's just strong enough to control that. Just.

Werewolf!Callahan in the days leading up to the full moon who is just a mess, and completely enamoured with you, and desperately wanting to hide it from you.