#The Doggo Deal

[the-starry-lycan]

“Perhaps she is more useful to me than I thought…”

[the-starry-lycan]

"Solen above.. Why didn't I think of this before?"

I'm not saying it would fix anything but what I AM saying is, if there was a dog or something there that got a taste of Elixir and joined the two alchemists on their journeys and Aephorul got it in the divorce, things WOULD be measurably Less Bad.

[madrabit]

And another case of shared clothing

[squeesquoo]

Today is Dakota's first heavenly birthday. He would have been turning 16 today. Its been 6 months since he passed away, and I still cannot stop thinking about him and missing him. He and I did everything together for the full 15 years he was on this earth, and I loved every second of it. I just wish we could have had more time...

As some people may know, I'm a very spiritual person. Not religious, but spiritual. I have experiences with spirits and the like. I frequently have dreams about Dakota, and I believe he visits through them. This drawing is how he appeared to me in one, a few months back. As crazy as it may seem, he appeared to me in a human form, and this is kind of what he looked like. I figured it would make a meaningful tribute to him.

Happy Birthday, little buddy. I love you so much 💕💕

[writingoddess1125]

The Reason for my Absence

So I've been MIA for a while, and it's due to me spending time proccessing grief and spending final times with my Dog.

This is Sophie, she has been in my life for 14+ years and it seems like nature has finally decided to take her away from me. Recently at the vet I found out she has a tumor in her stomach and her kidneys failing, the vet urging me to put her down so she doesn't suffer-

I've agreed with them unfortunately- in this short time her bladder is failing, her legs are getting weaker and I've been making her food for her final days with me.

Soon she will not be with me- which is very hard for me, i see the calendar date for the vet and I sob everytime I see that date. She has been here for the best and worse times of my life, and I'm not prepared for her to not be here.

I will be taking some more time away, as the day is getting closer for her to leave. I will eventually return with more stories and post but for now- I need to time to spend with my best friend and get through this tough time.

That you all got understanding. I appreciate you all deeply ❤️

I love you Sophie Bear 🐻 🩷

See you on the otherside of the Rainbow Bridge

[lumioluna]

wish i could spend the whole day with her like this 🥹​🐾​

[satans-knitwear]

My brother finally has some time to spare and has said he will take me to some petshop to sort the dogs out properly! We need to get them soft training treats to fill the tin, replacement squeaky toys for recall training, a distraction/brain-teasing toy for when i am working at home with just the puppers and some wet dog food for the resident fussy eater (not belle. She eats anything.)

Just incase you feel like it! ⬇️

Pypl Cshpp

[dumplingprincessextraordinaire]

⚠️‼️VENTING CW:SA mention, animal death, depression

I’ve turned away from most of social media for health reasons so this is my last space to really vent about something I’ve been going through.

My pibble, my best friend and greatest puppy in the whole world, my favorite family member of ten years—is passing away. Tomorrow we’re gonna take her to the vet and see what they say, but realistically with her age, she’s gonna be put to sleep. I’m so heart broken and devastated. I’ve been through so much (s3xual abuse, trauma, heart break, unstable home situations, scary family members) and my dog is the thing that’s been keeping me “anchored” for many years. Of course I have supportive friends and loving family members as well but you know pets have a special place in our hearts that no one else can really occupy. I’m an animal lover at heart and my bestie is especially important to me. Idk how I’m gonna deal, I really don’t know. She’s been my family member and best friend for so long. Everything is gonna be so bleak without her. I’m shaking and crying as I write this.

[cloudsandtrails]

If you’ve lost someone or something you love, this is for you. His name was Norman. 💔

Hollow space remains,

Echoes of you are now gone—

Heart weighted with grief.

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[runefactorynonsense]

Cozytober - Day 30 - Campfire

[the-starry-lycan]

She's no picky eater, heheh! Though, that may be an issue when she dines on some of the books in the archive..

[whitedragoncoranth]

Life on Knowhere II

Around one 'o clock in the morning, Cosmo and I were awoken by a frantic knocking on my apartment door--then suddenly Rocket was bursting into the room, slamming the door closed behind him, racing over to my bed where Cosmo and I were sleeping, waking us. Putting on a small night-light - something that wasn't too bright, was easy on the eyes - we saw that he looked so poorly.

His fur was everywhere, his gaze sunken, and he was drenched with sweat--a result of some of the apartment climate controls needing long overdue attention. Worse, the fur about his eyes was wet with tear tracks. Briefly, Cosmo and I looked at each other; then without any hesitation, she and I were getting out of bed, moving over to just embrace him as he snuffled into us, breath hitching. "It's okay, bud... it's okay, we've got you. We've got you; come on, let's get you into the shower..."

With a harsh, ragged sob, Rocket fell against me and I caught him and lifted him up into my arms, cradling his shaking body to my chest as I carried him into the small bathroom. I set him down very gently - or I tried to - but he didn't want to let go; he shook his head, clenched his eyes closed when I gently tried to pry him off. "Oh, man, it's okay, it's alright..." I murmured soothingly, "you don't have to let go, it's okay..." He did let go, only briefly - only for the time it took Cosmo to gently peel his sweat-stained pajamas from his body - and then he was holding me as we entered the shower, Cosmo turning it on, and setting it to tepid.

Rocket stood there, lost, listless, as I soaped, lathered, and washed every part of him aside from his intimate places, falling back against my body as I thoroughly cleaned and massaged him, getting rid of the dirt and sweat from his fur, then working down, down, to the skin beneath, working him over such that he sobbed again before starting to purr, weakly. "There's a good boy..." I murmured gently. Letting Rocket finish washing himself on his own, I briefly washed myself, too, then it was shower off and Cosmo dried me as I gently dried Rocket with the thickest, softest, fluffiest towel. I thought Rocket would sort of 'come around' after that - that he would wake a little, come to his senses, perhaps laugh a little then thank me and quietly leave...

... But worry grew in my heart for him as he listlessly wandered over to the wardrobe where I kept my clothes--and then my heart ached as he sobbed again, fossicked through my clothes, pulled out a shirt that was way too large, that made him seem so very small, and frail. He put it on, and then, raising his arms like all children do, he cried, "U-Up!" Then, Cosmo whimpered as he repeated the word, sobbing, pleading, "Up!" My heart wrenched as my brain misheard the word as "Help..." My own eyes filling with tears, I knelt down to him and then he cried for real - deep, wracking, body-shaking, silent sobs as I took him up. "Upsy-daisy, li'l man, come on..." Cradling him gently, Cosmo followed a silent guardian behind us as I carried him back to bed in my arms, then Cosmo pulled back the thin sheets so I could settle in, tucking Rocket down beside me, into the warmth of my body, placing a kiss to his headfur.

I felt her hop back upon the bed herself as I petted Rocket, soothed him, stroked him just about everywhere as he hitched another sob and soaked in the attention and care. A little later, he did sort of come around, as we were drifting in and out of sleep. "I... thks..." he roughly murmured. "I... I gotta stop doin' this... but... Lylla, Teefs, Floor. Lylla... still miss 'em so much, god... gotta get over this...!" Now I looked at him, my gaze a little stern. "Hey, man... grief... really isn't something that you just 'get over.' It's not something that just... goes away. It can stay with you your whole life; one day you'll think you're fine... but then you'll see something, or hear something, or taste something - or be doing something, like reading a book - and it'll all come back. Because... grief is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give but can't. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is love persevering. Grief is love - your love for your friends - with no place to go... because... your friends... aren't here anymore. Yeah, I know that's 'stating the obvious', but... God... I'm sorry, buddy. I'm so, so sorry."

Now Rocket was gone again, head sideways on my chest, muzzle open, heaving great lungfuls of air as he cried, and cried, and cried, silently at first, but then an awful noise of anguish escaped him and I made to cuddle him, squeeze him gently, put his ear to my chest, let him hear my heartbeat--fuck, I wished I could share with him my heart but I couldn't; all I could do was be there for him as his friend, or - in times like this - be here for him when he just needed someone to be with for a while. Cosmo, too, was there; she nosed under the thin sheets, whimpering, concerned, licked at Rocket here and there until he managed a watery laugh; then together, we all drifted to sleep. Tomorrow would be a day for Rocket - we'd go and do all the things he wanted to do, together, no matter what they were.

[madrabit]

“Should we wake our little boy?" Jan asks with a grin, reaching back, ready to shake their boyfriend awake, but Nace stops him.

“No, let him sleep, we'll bring the bags inside and if he's still asleep then I'll carry him”, he suggests, eyes quickly darting away as Jan's grin turns into a big smirk and the younger raises an eyebrow at him. Nace just manages to leave the car as he hears Jan mumble “Such a good daddy”. Fighting back the weird feeling spreading through him, Nace opens the trunk, takes one of the heavy bags, and slings it over his shoulder as Jan joins him with a snicker.

Chapter two of @185northgower and my crack Unfortunate Discoveries is now up! This story was never supposed to be 18k. This was never supposed to be taken as seriously as it is now. There is no one to blame, but these men and the facial hair they decided to shave grow! ✨️🌸

But no, really, if anyone is to blame for robbing us (and poor Janči) our last nerve, it's these two adorable dorks.

Here, have some more of our live commentary while we were watching each other type:

Us, realising this tiny little crack fic turned into an ~18k story.

Same, Janči, same...

Anyway, we hope you like it just as much as we liked writing this! ✨️🩷

[victorluvsalice]

Welcome -- to the Laggiest Fall Sunday the trio has thus experienced! Yes, unfortunately this particular playsession was marked by my game lagging and being a bit of a little shit when it came to letting me do the things I wanted to do. But I powered on through, and the trio had a pretty decent Sunday in their newly-upgraded house and their not-so-newly-upgraded store –

-->Picked up where I left off after all the building and redecorating last time, which saw Alice making grape nectar in the new basement area; Smiler making mechanisms in the barn; and Victor chilling out in the séance room on the second floor. Having spotted some spooky hands and symbols down on the first floor that were upsetting the pets, I had Victor pop down there to deal with them (though I learned in the process he apparently can’t Transportalate directly into the first floor hallway – he has to go in through the study! Though maybe that’s just because all the spooky stuff and dogs and cats were in the way), then had him move the laundry out of the washing machine and into the dryer, fill the new pet feeders in the kitchen, and comfort a scared Kelly with pets and offers of friendship. :) He then got himself a nice breakfast of leftover pumpkin spice waffles while Alice finished up her grape nectar (poor quality, sadly) and plopped herself down for a nice wolf nap –

And Smiler, having finished off the last mechanism they needed, started work on a Servo! :D We’re finally gonna get the robot, yay! I am very much looking forward to it – I’ve never had a Servo in one of my families before. And since I hope to get a Servo to serve as Wheatley in my potential future Tiny Town challenge save, dealing with the Chill Valicer Save Servo will be good practice for figuring out how they work. :)

-->Anyway – with Smiler occupied building up their new robotic family member, and Alice occupied with getting her zzzs, it was up to Victor to keep me occupied, and vice-versa. :p Having spotted a specter in the study while he was getting his breakfast, I had him go and give the ghostly blob a Potion of the Nimble Mind once he was done, which was received well and got him a nice little ectocake for later. :D Hey, anything other than wraith wax! He then calmed down Shadow, who apparently had been spooked by the specter’s appearance, grabbed the now-dry clothes out of the dryer –

And then, because I’d seen her poking around it before, took Shadow out to run the newly-rejiggered obstacle course! :D Yes, you finally get a look at it – on the world’s cloudiest morning, of course. It’s a really good thing the various elements of the course glow, huh? Anyway, actually getting both Victor and Shadow to the course took a couple of tries, mostly because doggo went out the wrong door first, but they got there in the end –

And had a PERFECT RUN. :D Shadow even did the obstacles in exactly the order I’d intended – poles, short hoop, curved tube, new medium hoop, ramp, platform! I mean, she went up the ramp the wrong way (going away from the platform instead of toward it), but that’s probably my fault for placing it the wrong way around or something. XD Still, Victor and I were VERY pleased with this result. Shadow was more interested in chasing her tail and then going and chewing one of her balls. XD

[seekingthestars]

sometimes i get the General Melancholies and i hate it a lot

[greyias]

Heads up for my Twitch folk

No stream tomorrow night because *drumroll* I have no power and internet. So we'll have to pick up (hopefully 🤞🤞🤞) next week with Avery and the Diplomatic Corps of Tir Fradi.