#an actual golden retriever

[darlingjmiller]

he’s so pretty

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Dog Meshi.

[cubbyhole-for-flea-bee]

(Not) an approved use of the Power Of Friendship

[tojisun]

also i keep thinking about johnny and how he still goes around calling you his girlfriend even when you’re already broken up just cause it makes you reach out to him, texting angrily how not only are you broken up but you’re already talking to someone else. and johnny just goes, “kyle, right? yeah, s’my type too, hen.”

“fuck you,” you reply back.

days later, johnny sends you a selfie of him and kyle with a message that says, “he said i can join!”

“jesus,” you whisper, awed and horrified at the same time. maybe even a little interested too, who knows.

[urlocalpotterhead13]

Regulus at a therapy session: How do I stop my brother from barking at people when he’s in dog form?

Pandora: A good slap across the face should help.

Regulus: Thanks Pandora!

Pandora: Anytime!

[forthegoob]

The definition of : "Golden Retriever and Black Cat energy."

[astrovvitches]

i think about fallen hero a lot... but it is the first time ive drawn fanart...

[tremordusk]

rio chews on stuff a lot as a stim and sometimes just chews/bites agathas arm

Rio: Where’s my infinity cube! *nervous fidgeting*

Alice: Not sure

Rio, spots Agatha: Mi vida!

Agatha: Rio?

Rio, proceeding to chomp right down on Agatha’s bare shoulder: *nom*

Billy: CANNIBALISM—

Agatha, cackles: That used to be one of our kinks back in the early days—

Alice, concerned look: Agatha, she’s biting down harder

Agatha, looks to Rio who has unlatched herself from her shoulder and chomps lower on Agatha’s arm: You are all acting as if she doesn’t do this to me in the bedroom

Jen, walking in: TMI Agatha!

Agatha: No one asked you, Jen!

Billy: Why does she look hungry? Why is she glaring at me with your arm in her mouth—

Agatha: Billy, let my wife stim in peace.

[caponhans]

replaying kcd2 now and at first i didn’t really understand why hans just left henry and fended for himself but after thinking it through… hans really wants to prove himself to his uncle, wants other people to see he matured and is ready for his responsibilities. and delivering a message isn’t per se that tough of a task. since he had the responsibility for his crew, he actually blames himself a lot — that’s why you get approval points if you reassure him when he feels guilty about things that happened in the game. anyway, he trusts henry even though they bicker and fight like an old couple, so hearing from someone so close to him that he’s actually at fault hurts like crazy — that genuinely offended him. he needs someone to back him up and believe in him. so when you meet him again at the wedding, he basically says “shoo. i wasn’t good enough for you, now leave me alone.” which again proves that he is in fact hurt by henry’s critique but also lowkey blames himself because let’s be real… it was lowkey his fault that they ended up the way they did.

[artbysarf]

The Moth and the Lizard are married actually

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Just Alpha seeing Ifrit for the first time, at his summoning. And look, Alpha's a big, ancient ghoul, but unholy shit, this new one is built like a tank. Wide shoulders and massive freaking chest, thick arms, big hands. So of course Alpha's a bit concerned - not that he'd let anyone know. After all, he's the one who'll mentor the new summon. And fire ghouls aren't notorious for their easy temper. Alpha might be a vicious fighter when needed, but that new kid looks like he could crush a rock with his bare hands. So yes, he might be a bit apprehensive, as he watches the new fire ghoul shake his head, blink a couple of times, clearly disoriented as the ritual comes to an end. Omega's talking to him - welcoming him, making sure he's okay - but the new fire ghoul instinctively looks around for a ghoul sharing his element and- oh, there, he found one. Alpha tenses a bit, unsure what to expect. Snarling, probably - fire on fire, an explosive combination and all that - maybe a bit of growling, a snap of jaw or two. What he absolutely did not expect was for this ripped ghoul to break into a boyish smile, tail wagging excitedly behind him. And then proceed to trip over his own feet the second he slides off the altar. Alpha holds back a snort, lips twicthing up ever-so-slightly. Right. Looks like he'll be fine.

[willthespy]

“what crazy Solangelo AU will I post this time..” and it ended up being a maze runner AU but it’s JUST the death cure and i make my son (Will) suffer. i also gave him a gun

[wisecura]

Shine

Yuji x idol f!reader (short)

summary: You're a famous pop idol that Yuji adores. what more is there to say? An: Just a concept I was thinking about writing for soon. Let me know what you think. I prefer golden retriever type yanderes so here we go.

Warning: obsessive behavior, unhealthy behavior, stalking, please read at your own discretion

You met Yuji while on tour about a year ago.

You’ve met plenty of people. Hundreds if not thousands. From all walks of life. But that pink headed ball of pure admiration was definitely one that stood out. You could say with utmost certainty that Yuji Itadori was your most devout fan.

He showed up at every concert, purchased tons of your merch, went to almost every fan meet and greet. He was so consistent, you knew him my name at that point.

It was cute at first. That sparkling energy, those lovestruck puppy dog eyes, and that dopey smile he always gave you. Always energetic and happy to see you. Begging you to flash you killer pose he’d seen so often on stage.

It was like—from the second he met you—he was hooked. He just seemed to absolutely adore you. Knew all of your songs, followed every possible social media, and even led a few fan clubs.

After that year, he became much bolder. During your meet and greets he’d often ask for a picture, where he’d shyly pull you into a side hug—flashing a peace sign and bright smile. Now this wasn’t strange, it was something that was always offered in the meet n greet bundle.

Only now his hand seemed to cling on a little more tightly, not willing to let go quite as fast. You’d noticed his breathing picked up and his face flushing. And by the time he actually let go, you were almost a little red.

You’d shrugged it off—something you normally wouldn’t have done if it had been anyone else. Normally baring them from the next meet and greet just for safety sake. But you let it slide. After all, Yuji was a consistent face. Someone you were somewhat familiar with.

But you’d noticed you also started getting pages from the front desk of your pent house apartment more often. There’d been multiple visits from a hooded figure, loitering at the elevators. Trying—but failing to jam the button that lead straight to your floor. Thank fuck for key card access.

You’d been concerned, obviously. And what made it even scarier was the frequency of visits coupled with the lack of any actual resolution. They weren’t caught. Always slipping away just quick enough to miss the security guards.

And then the night came. First it was the knocks. Heavy. Loud. And frantic. You’d been too scared to open the door, immediately searching for your phone to call the police should you need to. Then making your way over to the intercom.

Before you could reach it, the knocks stopped.

This freaked you out enough to grab a kitchen knife—maybe dial the front desk. You’d barely reached the kitchen before you heard it.

Bam! Bam! BAM!

Your head spun around only to find someone’s foot through your front door. You, like any sane person, fucking panic—running to grab that knife before you didn’t have a chance.

You get there just in time to see that hooded figure standing at your kitchen entryway.

And who would you fucking guess, other than Yuji Itadori.

“Y-yuji?”

A huge grin spread across his face at your words. You’d remembered his name. A small pink blush crossed his cheeks. His eyes devoid of much else other than glassiness that reflected you. Damn near cold and dead.

That same lovesick grin he’d worn at every one of your meet and greets.

You couldn’t gauge his next moves, but you knew it wouldn’t be good. You kept your knife firmly in from of you, the only protection saving you from this lunatics psychotic break.

He looked ready to tackle you. And you weren’t sure you’d be able to take him. Something you normally wouldn’t pay attention to—wouldn’t have much reason to.

The dude was fucking built. At least twice as wide and a head whole taller than you.

And he started walking, slow—long strides.

“S-stay back!—“ you swing your knife—albeit a little clumsily. You definitely weren’t a fighter.

He stopped just out of your swinging distance, those same dead eyes staring down at you. His grin somewhat fading, an expression of worry—maybe confusion crossing his face.

“You don’t need to do that.” He makes a grab for your knife tats still latched in your trembling grip. “You’re gonna hurt yourself, cut it out—“

“Stay back!!”

“Hey cut it out—“ his grin falling completely, his expression growing more and more impatient by the second.

His hand shoots out grabbing your wrist with surprising strength. The knife falling between you two. And before you could think of even attempting to reach for it—he’d kicked it away.

“See? What were you thinking?” he muttered, tugging you into a crushing hug, his arms wrapping around you like a vice. His grip was desperate, clinging to you as if letting go would kill him. “Please, please don’t hate me,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “Let’s just go home. I’ll make everything better, I promise.”

You were trembling, frozen in his embrace, the weight of his words sinking into your chest like stones. You didn’t know what to say, what to do—every instinct screamed to run, but his arms refused to let you move.

All you could think was how much you wished you’d never met Yuji Itadori.

come home

[loadingbnha]

THE MOMENT NAOMASA REALIZED THE EXTENT OF WHO ALL MIGHT ACTUALLY IS

For refrence; a side by side comparison of how Naomasa knows All Might vs how Toshinori is when he actually lets loose

[crossdressingdeath]

Y'know, people call Goldanna a bitch but if some random guy claiming to be the half-brother I thought died along with my mother during childbirth and who as far as I knew or had any reason to assume grew up in a castle being waited on hand and foot as a noble if not a prince showed up at my house where I was scraping a living as a washerwoman for me and my children and expected me to be happy to see him just because his dad fucked my mom (and in the process caused her death) I'd start throwing things at his head, so I think all in all she's being extraordinarily reasonable. I can understand Alistair being upset that she wasn't happy to see him but she doesn't know him and (supposedly) sharing genes doesn't mean she owes him love or even attention.

[cloud-ya]

variegated swedish ivy dragon in the wind because IT'S SO DAMN WINDY HERE AND IT'S THE ONLY PLANT THAT KEEPS FALLING OVER AAAAAAAAAAAAA BABY. WHY ARE YOU SO WEAK