#and i want to pet the pupper

[illiana-mystery]

🐶❤️

[glitchy-furby]

we went to the bins today and got a BIIIIG HAUL!! including lots of zhu zhu pets, a Russ doggy family that i felt bad for (oops), a palm pals cow, two pound purries, and most exciting, a brand new jellycat! she is the new sister for my partner's favorite jellycat Ravioli, who is also from the bins. i also got 3 more little guys from another thrift store for under $2. we have been slowly going through out existing toys to get rid of some, but oops we love to hunt for more /v\"

[frootertooter]

Thinking about how Fenrir is literally just a small puppy in a giant puppy's body, and how happy he must've been to be with Atreus again ;v; Whoever wrote and gave Fenrir giant puppy eyes + giant funky teeth that can't fit in his jaw, ilysm

[roguelioness]

currently at the itching phase of piercing healing and it is driving me nuts 😭

[bearfeathers]

i have to put bucky down a week from today and let me tell you that trying not to pussy out is so hard

[strigital]

Johnny: what is the dog doing? 🤔🐕👀

V: his best 🥺🙏💓

[wild-shenanigans]

Hello to all you fellow Zelda nerds out there.

I would just like to say that Tears of The Kingdom has been *everything I wanted and more.

The Zelda team have outdone themselves and have helped me to make so many new and wonderful memories. And I hope yall are having as much fun as I am if not more ♡

[kiwoa]

Best bard song in the game, hands down.

[queeniewithabeanie]

The "Hyena"

Dpxdc Prompt #12

Word in Gotham is that Harley Quinn got a new hyena. He is apparently, "a lean, mean, green, fighting machine" according to those that have caught sight of him so far.

Damian wanted to meet this new adversary because he always wanted to meet new exotic animals in gotham (and to make sure that harlequin was taking care of her pets) to scout out what future fights would be like.

He didn't expect the hyena to be a dog, or actually green, or the size of a small building, or being able to fly-

The "hyena" was full of many surprises Damian couldn't have accounted for.

Damian figuring out that is not a normal hyena: Quinzel! Did you stoop so low as to genetically modify a dog to have a better chance at defeating father! Harley, appalled: I'll 'ave you know this puppers showed up on my door like this. I didn't do no "genetic modifyin'" I'm not that kind of doctor Harley: Would you stoop so low to imply that I care that lil 'bout my animals. Cujo is a 'appy, 'ealthy, hyena! Cujo: breaths heavily and licks Damian's face Damian: Fine, I'll concede, for now. If I see any signs of mistreatment or unhappiness I will see to it that Cujo becomes a guard dog for the Bats Harley: I's a good thing that 'e's 'appy with me then, isn't it? Damian, who has somehow disappeared into the shadows: hmpf

Later in the Batcave Dick: Woah Dami, did you get dragged down into the sewers by Killer Crock or something? Why's your costume so wet. Damian, coming up with different plans on how to get Cujo for himself: It is of no importance Richard, now, how would you feel about another dog?

[monarchberrysblog]

𝑼𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍

part one — nasty dog 🐕

An inspired baby daddy au from @yougavemeyourheartyouknow as I wanted to add my own spin to it!

🥏 summary: you and miguel meet for the first time…

🥏 content warning: suggestive content ahead! miguel is a little perv. (ooc miguel), poor dog training tips (I've never owned a pet, period, so don't take my word for it.) and slow ahh, character introduction, and lastly, cheesy rom-com layout.

🥏 word count: +2.0k words (I might have over done it....)

🥏 author’s notes: ive been so excited to post this! I hope you all enjoy and thank you for taking the time to read as well 💙 I do apologize for not posting as it has been a difficult time for a lot of people including myself other than that, thank you for reading ���

🛝 not proofread! 🛝

As the minutes passed, the little puppy unleashed an unrelenting chorus of barks and yaps, desperately seeking attention from its indifferent owner. With each eager yap, it yearned to escape the confines of the cramped apartment studio, dreaming of the wide-open spaces of Central Park.

The tiny puppy dashed energetically across the glossy laminated floor, its pink leash dangling playfully from its mouth. As it eagerly pranced about, it suddenly skidded to a halt, only to miscalculate its stop and bump gently into the corner of a nearby side table.

The impact drew a soft whine from the floppy-eared pup, adding a touch of vulnerability to its spirited spunk. With determination shining in its bright eyes, the little dog shook off the moment, its fur ruffling, and then set off at full speed toward a specific bedroom, its tiny paws pattering in excited rhythm.

The thought of stretching its tiny legs amidst the soft grass was nothing more than a distant hope, an innocent wish for freedom that seemed far too extravagant to fulfill. A fulfill that is a need than a want.

The puppy sneaks in between the open crevice between the door and the doorframe. Its little nails scrape against the wooden floor and stop at the bedside. The puppy drops the leash on the floor before confidently yapping its little barks to its owner.

The puppy whines in defeat before its dark eyes lock on the throw blanket, and a little idea forms. With a big bite, the puppy bites on the fabric and plays a round of tug-of-war against the blanket. The little idea finally works, as its owner wakes up and tugs the blanket back towards them.

“Bella, por favor!” You groan, firmly grasping the blanket and tug. The puppy, Bella, growls and yanks.

Despite the satin pink ribbons decorating her ears to give her an innocent look, the puppy was far from it. She growled lowly from her chest cavity, yanking on the lilac blanket.

“Let go!” You strain through gritted teeth but get a harsh bark from the puppy, causing you to drop the blanket quickly.

Bella yips and rolls around the blanket, losing her small figure in the fuzzy material. You sit on your bed now, looking at the hyperactive puppy rolling around your laminated floors like a piglet in a mud hole. You blow a heavy exhale, effectively blowing a strand of hair away from your face.

“The chick at the shelter wasn't kidding…” You exhale and rub your eyes. The tiny puppy continues to roll about before she stops as if she remembers why she wanted to raise chaos into the morning. She fetches her leash, wagging her tail.

You groan and nod. “Only for fifteen minutes. To pee and poop.” You drag yourself out of bed, taking your blankets down with you.

She does a victory lap around you as you muster the courage to step out of your apartment. “Give me a minute, Bella…”

“Hey, just to let you know, this pupper is active.” The young woman warns, mindlessly chewing on her gum while holding her clipboard. Her sharp eyeliner slices into your ego as she continues with the uncomfortable blank stare while mindlessly writing something on the adoption papers. “Yeah, don't worry.” You dismiss before sticking a testing finger into the cage. The cocker spaniel puppy eagerly licks your pointer finger before barking and running laps around her keddle.

“No, I'm for real. She lives to cause chaos.” The young woman shrugs and tugs at the sleeves of her sweater.

You dismiss her warnings with a shrug before standing up straight and nod. “I’ll take…”

“Bella.” The young woman finishes your sentence before handing you an pen and the clipboard with the adoption forms.

“Yes. Bella.”

“Congratulations, you adopted a friend.” She monotonously announces and hands you a package. “Puppy pads. You'll thank me.” She huffs, grabbing the clipboard and writing a couple things down on your documents.

And here you are. In Central Park in your Hello Kitty pajama bottoms with a loose sweatshirt that is too stretched out. Your hands rest on your hips while looking down at your puppy. She only looks up at you with small whimpers filling the space. “Did you pee or poop?” You exhales, putting your hands down in defeat. Bella only whines out a sound of distaste, tilting her head to the side.

“Isn't this what you wanted? You won't go on the puppy pads.” You question the tiny canine as if it could understand your words. She continued to look up at you with big eyes while whining.

“What could you possibly want?” You groan, covering your face in defeat. “You haven't pooped since yesterday!”

Through the crevices of your fingers, you look at Bella and see her back on her paws, her little tail wagging. A glint of mischief is in her eyes. “Don’t think about it” you mouth before her little legs bolt off. “Bella!” You exclaim and chase the small puppy immediately after. “Come back here!”

Bella races ahead, her excited barks shattering the tranquility of Central Park as she bounds through the autumn landscape. With each leap, she sends a cascade of crunchy, raked leaves spiraling into the air, creating a chaotic whirlwind around her. "Bella! No!" You shout, your voice mingling with the rustling leafage as you sprint after her, heart pounding against your ribs.

Her marathon comes to a close as Bella runs down a gentle slope in the park, captivated by the enticing aroma of sweet bananas wafting through the air. The puppy halts abruptly, her ears perked and her nose twitching with excitement as she nudges her damp, button-like nose against the young man's calf, eagerly pleading for a taste of the delicious snack he had at hand. The royal blue cap contrasted the grey sweatpants and sneakers he had on, making him stick out like a sore thumb, but it was enough to pinpoint where he was at the bottom of the steep hill.

“Hey, little one,” he chuckles, a warm smile spreading. He crouches down, extending his hand toward the playful pup. Bella's tail, wagging furiously, responds enthusiastically. She licks his fingers clean from the banana residue and lets out cheerful yaps before darting around him in joyful circles.

“Bella!” You shout, shuffling down the steep slope towards your pup and man. “You are in so much trouble, missy—” You exhale. Your words are immediately muted as you barrel into the man at full speed.

Almost out of a cartoon, you roll down and crash land on each other, leaving your puppy and personal belongings behind. Bella yaps before the sound is muffled, still trailing behind you and the stranger down to the flat land.

“I am so sorry…” You stumble about, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. “It's okay, nena.” He groans and props himself up on his elbows. “You okay?” He exhales. His trembling hands cups your cheek, brushing away any strands of baby hair away from your face. His touch is light, tracing your soft skin and brow. “I’m fine,” You pause and swallow dryly reducing the patchy spot in your throat. “Where’s Bella?”

The puppy's yaps filled the personal bubble between you as she jumped, her collars ringing from her name tag and leash.

“Does that answer your question?” he chuckles, his touch still gentle. But in all seriousness, no problems breathing or dizziness?” His tone is even and mellow, decompressing the chaotic mess you pushed him into. Quite literally. “I can breathe, but having two hundred-something pounds against my chest would be a counterintuitive statement. Please get off of me.” You exhale.

“Of course…” He scrambles off of you and pulls you up from the dead pile of leaves that cushioned the fall.

You dust off the brown and orange leaves that cling onto your pajama bottoms before squatting down to pick up Bella. “I am so sorry about that! Bella isn't used to the outdoors other than her potty time.”

He chuckles before scratching the back of her floppy ears. “Puppy training?” He questions before pulling his hand away and adjusting his baseball hat. “Yeah? The shelter says she has no self-control.” You again swallow and squat down to fish the end of the leash. “It's been delayed because I'm working two jobs now, and it's hard to squeeze it in.”

“Right…” He acknowledges. His eyes wander down, taking in your squat formation. The pajama bottoms didn't do any justice to conceal as they only amplified your figure more, more specifically, the swell of your rear. His eyes stay glued on “you” momentarily, and he looks away when you get back up from fishing the collar through the dead leaves on the grass.

“Once again, I am sorry.” Your cheeks flush a bright red, your ears joining your cheeks. His eyes dart around, looking at a tree from the distance instead of the swell of your rear begging to be looked at. "Right." He stops and clears his patchy throat, his mind running to think of another disinterested response. "I mean, I understand." He nods, shifting his weight on his two feet. "My dog, Apollo, was like that when he was a puppy." He nods, mindful of the pace.

You nervously laugh, attempting to save the conversation from being anything but awkward and suffocating. "That's so funny..." You mumble before hoisting the small puppy up into your arms more. "Well, I better get going, Bella needs to have breakfast."

"Wait," His voice is coarse and parched before he clears his throat and calls out again.

"Let's start over again. I'm Miguel." He stammers, a rosy tone in his cheeks appearing despite the lip of his cap barely hiding his features. You turn to face him again and smile, introducing yourself.

"I would like to get to know you better."

Seeing a German Shepherd smelling the cocker spaniel pulled your heartstrings before the small puppy barks at the giant dog, causing the canine to retreat—the puppy yaps before chasing the big dog around the mellow park. You giggle before crossing your arms over your chest. “You aren't wrong, Apollo is a gentle giant…” You sigh, seeing Bella continue the chase with her floppy ears bouncing.

“Told you,” Miguel chuckles, tilting the cap upwards. “He loves playing with puppies.”

His eyes move to you, lingering on you for a moment, and his gaze returns to the two canines playing. The giant canine returns to Miguel's side, with Bella yapping around the large canine. "Enough, Bella." You pick up the puppy, latch the pink leash on her collar, and place her gently on the grass. Bella looks up with pleading eyes, and a slight whine from the back of her throat is audible. "C'mon, it's time for breakfast. Say bye to Apollo." You demand the pup.

"I'll see you around, " you ask Miguel. Of course..." He exchanges a soft smile, a soft glisten in his eyes, seeking more. "C'mon..." You encourage the pup, tugging the leash. With a slight whine, she follows behind, her floppy ears bouncing with every step, leaving the two new companions behind in Central Park.

Bella turns around, her tiny body buzzing with excitement as she yaps joyfully. She barks a cheerful melody in the autumn air. She trots eagerly by your side, her fluffy tail wagging like a little flag, radiating pure happiness. Her moist button nose twitches as it delicately inhales the diverse scents drifting around, a mix of freshly cut grass and the tantalizing aroma of hot dogs sizzling on nearby grills.

Often, she glances up at you with wide, sparkling eyes, her expression a blend of playful mischief and undeniable affection. The park around her bustles with life, children’s giggles filling the air. The puppy's heart swells in excitement, anticipating the next unplanned playdate.

It wouldn't be the last time she saw Miguel or Apollo. There was going to be another next time. In her small conscious, she sensed an extended stay from the companions.

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@yougavemeyourheartyouknow @opaloharas @hyjionie @zaunsin @kavimoo @keiva1000 @slushycoookie

[whereispearlescentmoon]

My thoughts on Billy are this:

Pearl has no named pet in Last Life. She had a wolf army but only two survived with her to the final fight, she didn’t react very much when they died, and she never named any of them. She used them to great effect for killing, however, which is a lesson she would bring with her into DL. She did utilize them to help Ren kill Cleo, which… cycles and all that. “We want to kill Cleo and then we can reconnect the three Gs” lives in my head rent free. The only other pet she has is her two axolotls, which she does not name and both of which Joel kills.

I don’t know that Pearl has ever really connected to an animal the way she connected to Tilly because she hasn’t been alone since Double Life. Tilly was her lifeline because she was all Pearl had. She was her soulmate because no one else wanted her. She was the only living being who Pearl could rely on. And both times losing her were devastating to Pearl. The first time, it kicked off the Scarlet Pearl arc, and the second time it spurred on her rampage towards Impulse and Bdubs, and Cleo and Martyn. She had her wolf pack because when you can’t count on allies to fight beside you, to protect you and want you to live, you have to be able to count on something.

This is in contrast to every series since, where Pearl has largely kept her animals tucked away in her base and where her pets have been more important in the way they help her interact with other players than anything.

The first thing Pearl says to Froggy is, “I found you! Hello! This is gonna be my friend of the season, in animal form”, because she wanted to be prepared in case she was alone again. And then said “You are my love. If you die, I don’t know what I would do,” because again, she was thinking about what happened after Tilly’s first death. She was preparing to need animal companionship in lieu of players, but then she found BigB.

Froggy stayed at the bottom of that pit trap for the rest of the series if I remember correctly, and Pearl hardly ever moved her from that one corner of the tower even before that. Why? Because she had BigB to bounce off of, and because, frankly, cats just aren’t as useful as wolves in Minecraft. You don’t get a cat for protection, unless you’re really that scared of creepers. Pearl wanted a companion from Froggy, not a warrior. She didn’t want to risk losing something dear again, so when Froggy falls into the pit trap that kills Pearl, that she herself set, she leaves her at the bottom.

Mailbox and Matchbox were closer to the kind of companionship she had with some of the wolves in DL, but certainly not Tilly level. And again, she didn’t want to risk losing them, which is why they stayed tucked under her base near the skeleton farm. It’s why her main concern when the wither and the warden were out was to get three things underground: Matchbox, Mailbox, and Bdubs. She didn’t want to lose any of them.

However, the most important thing about her wolves in SL, to me, is how they affected her interactions with other players. For one, they were the catalyst for the “Pupper Alliance” with Cleo. Pearl doesn’t play the social game, so she often takes alliances in situations of when you can materially help each other, rather than out of friendliness. Needing bones to tame wolves gave her a material reason to ally with Cleo. It also meant that we got yet another Cleo and Pearl betrayal when Cleo killed some of Pearl’s wolves later on. The other is something Pearl actually said in her episode today. She knows how powerful a wolf army is, it’s a large part of how she won Doible Life. Which is why when it came down the wire, because she had no intentions of winning, she left Matchbox and Mailbox at home and sat down her wolves so they wouldn’t hurt Gem. That was Scar’s kill, his fight with Gem. It’s probably the most literal example of her wolves taking a backseat to her companionship with other players.

In Real Life, she was just doing it as a joke and because she wanted to pet a Minecraft wolf in VR (which I respect so hard) and thus I have no analysis lol.

As for this season, it seems like Pearl’s theme this whole season has been “trying to live up to what people think I am, even though I’m not that anymore”. It’s why it’s kind of funny that she keeps trying to do the cool Scarlet Pearl killer thing and failing miserably. And it’s why when she comes across the wolf in episode one, she goes out of her way to not only tame it, but name it something so close to Tilly (yes I know she was likely also playing into the Tilly Milly thing). But just like with Froggy and just like with Matchbox and Mailbox, her main priority is keeping them safe, not with using them to win. She doesn’t want to win, she’s here to have fun!

Losing Billy isn’t devastating to Pearl because, unlike in DL or LimL, she doesn’t really need the wolves for emotional support, and unlike in LL, DL, or SL, she had no intention of making a dog army because she has no intention of placing high. Pearl has literally said she wants to see a top four of people who haven’t made top four before (and Impulse lol), which as the only person who’s ever made top four in all of her seasons (4th, 1st, 4th, 2nd), is a pretty big tell. She was trying to keep him safe by not moving him, but like she said to Joel, everything dies in the Life Series.

I would also like to point out, Pearl has only ever named two of her pets entirely on her own, Matchbox and Milly. Martyn named Tilly because she had accidentally trampled some wheat (tilling, get it?) She named Froggy after the frogs that BigB had said were his family, because Froggy was hers. Mailbox, if I’m remembering, was a Bdubs idea. Matchbox was only named because Pearl kept accidentally calling Mailbox Matchbox so she decided to just name one of her other wolves. Milly was a joke that Pearl came up with. And Billy was Cleo’s suggestion. To quote Pearl when she found Froggy, “I don’t know what I’m gonna call you yet. We’ll find out. You know usually we kinda figure these things out when we go talk to somebody,”

[randoimago]

I got BG3 request in my head for sometime. Um how would Astarion, Halsin, Gale, and Shadowheart react to a s/o or a tav that has a dog that fights along side with them like a tibetan mastiff, or a Akita, or maybe some other breed that is known to be made as guard dogs and protective of their owners? Maybe the dog more or less tolerates the LIs but still keeps an sharp eye on them. (Especially Astarion XD)

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3

Character(s): Astarion, Gale, Halsin, Shadowheart

Note(s): I have watched videos on the LIs reacting to Scratch and Astarion's reactions always kill me (and make me cry the most). I'm happy to write this for you!

WARNING: Mentions of Dog Being Injured in Combat

Astarion

Considering his interactions with Scratch, he'd also act very indifferent when it came to your dog. Sure, it's a great meatshield, but it's a stinky animal.

Astarion is constantly telling you to just leave your dog at camp, acting like it gets in the way and is a nuasance, but he just doesn't want to see it being hit by a spellcaster or shot with an arrow. If ANYTHING bad happens to this dog then he'll lose it.

Honestly offended that your dog is indifferent to him. As if he hadn't been collecting the bones of your enemies to gift to the furry mutt. Very rude.

Gale

He's more of a cat person, but he loves you so he doesn't mind your dog. Although, he can't help remarking that your dog knows he likes cats considering how your dog is very indifferent to the wizard.

Gale makes sure to give your dog some good treats and headpats when he goes to spend time with you. He knows how much you and your dog have been through and he's going to thank the doggo.

Okay, but while Gale is more of a cat person, he can very much appreciate how pretty your dog is. He insists on giving your dog baths to keep its coat shiny and not bloodstained as many battles tend to leave you all.

Halsin

Oh Halsin absolutely loves your dog. It's a very strong breed and the gooddest boy/girl (besides Scratch) and he would love to cast a Speak with Animals to speak to your protector.

Your dog being indifferent towards Halsin does cause him to chuckle a bit. He promises that he'd never think of stealing you away from your precious companion and instead thanks your pupper for keeping you safe for so long.

Halsin enjoys wrapping you in one arm while his other is brushing your dog. The last thing he (and you) want are your dog having mats in their fur due to all the constant travel and battling you all somehow end up in.

Shadowheart

Like Astarion, she is also very iffy about you bringing your dog into combat situations. She understands that your dog is very loyal and keeps you safe, but she worries about something going wrong.

You can't always prepare for when someone wants to stop talking and switch to stabbing and she'd hate for your dog to get in the way. She knows your dog is indifferent to her, but she really hopes your dog also knows that she will keep you safe while the little guy is safe at camp.

Besides that, she does try to pet your dog and give the little guy plenty of loving too. Your precious dog will get all the praise for the goblins it ripped apart for you.

[xo-kyeong]

Here puppy 🐾

Pairings: Izuku, Todoroki, Bakugou x Reader (Individual Characters)

Scenario: Imagine the reader owning a cute little pup, just innocently cooing at the ball of fur, but unbeknownst to you, someone else from across the dorm can’t get their mind off of you.

WARNINGS: Suggestive Content, (mentions of masturbation in bakugou’s) Reader and the characters are over the age of 18 (most likely in college) Cursing/Foul Language. If I missed anything please let me know! ^^

Izuku Midoriya

“Aww, you’re so cute!” You coo at your little brown puppy, eyes sparkling with excitement as you sit in the common area playing with her. She barks as you keep talking to her, her tail wagging in joy.

"Argh!! (Y/n) your pupper is so cute!"  Uraraka exclaimed, hearts nearly forming in her eyes as the pup smiled and barked at her.

"Isn’t she? I even taught her a few tricks back at home!" You confidently say this while facing the dog, preparing to showcase her tricks. The girls are sitting with you in the common area, anticipating the tricks you’ll pull up your sleeve.

“All right girl, jump!” You say, and your dog immediately obeys. “Wah!! You’re so good for me!” You say a bit too loud that the boys on the other side of the dorm could hear.

When Izuku heard that phrase come out of your mouth, he was instantly red.

“Yo, Midoriya, you okay?” Kirishima snaps him out of his thoughts, his eyes immediately facing the group of boys that he’s with.

“Y-yeah! I’m fine” He mellows down, only to hear more of your squeals of praise towards your pet.

Though he has to remember that those praises aren’t really directed at him… or are they?

Katsuki Bakugou

“Katsuki! Look at him! Isn’t he the cutest? Agh, I’m so glad my parents got to drop him by at our dorms!” Your puppy barks as you lift him up to be met with puppy kisses.

“Baby! Quit slobbering all over me!” You laugh, and Bakugou (who is right next to you) can’t help but roll his eyes at the little mut. He’s the one you’re supposed to be paying attention to, not that furry monster.

You get a pet toy from behind your back and wave it in-front of your pet. Bakugou watches as you playfully challenge the dog.

“You want it so bad? Hm? You want it?” You say, and in Katsuki’s mind, you said it as if you were talking to him.

His thoughts can’t help but go back to when he was fisting himself to the thought of you. God, he does want you bad, like so bad.

“I’ll be right back, Katsuki. Play with him for a bit for me, please?” You plead, and as if Bakugou has any other choice.

“Thanks, Bakugou!” He waves you off, and looks at the small pup in-front of him. Its eyes still following the toy that was in his hands.

“I’m so whipped for your owner, huh boy?” He throws the toy only for the pup to fetch it and bring it back to him.

Todoroki Shouto

“Here boy!” You call out to your baby pup, Todoroki walked inside your dorm room as you were playing with your cute pet.

“Oh, Todoroki! Isn’t he a cutie?” Your pet approaches you and lies on its back, exposing its tummy area for you to scratch.

“Aww, isn’t that my good little boy” you coo at your barking pup, catching Todoroki off guard with that one phrase.

He’s immediately turning the other way, face absolutely red whilst you’re still playing and cooing at your pup.

You pupper takes notice of his actions and approaches Todoroki’s lap. “Oh my god! Shouto! He likes you!” Your voice beams in a high pitched note, ultimately showing how excited you are with how well your pup gets along with Todoroki.

“You know, we’d make great fur-parents” you say, your head resting on Todoroki’s shoulder while he pets the dog sleeping on his lap.

“Yeah, we sure would” he smiles softly at you, admiring uour relaxed state.

[crimsondinnerparty]

Will’s Dogs: The Symbol of His Humanity

Okay, let’s talk about Will Graham’s dogs, because those fluffy angels aren’t just there to make us melt (though let’s be real, they *do*). They’re literally the *only* good thing in Will’s life, and every time I see them, I feel like screaming, "Protect them at all costs!" But, obviously, the dogs aren’t just *dogs* in the show. They’re kind of like… the metaphorical line in the sand between Will’s humanity and the absolute chaos that’s constantly trying to swallow him whole. 😬

Will’s Empathy: It’s Not Just for Killers: Will’s dogs are proof that he can still *feel* something other than murder brain. Sure, he gets all up in the heads of serial killers, but when he’s home with his dogs, we see a whole different side of him. Here, Will’s empathy is pure—it’s not about *understanding* the mind of a killer or navigating the manipulation of Hannibal; it’s just him loving these innocent creatures who *need* him. They ground him, tbh.

The dogs are literally his last safe space where he can be soft. While Hannibal wants Will to embrace the darkness, the dogs remind us that Will still has a heart, and that heart isn’t *completely* blackened (yet). 🖤

Dogs = Will’s Only Chill Time: Let’s face it, the only time Will seems *okay* is when he’s with his dogs. Every other second of his life, he’s basically a walking mental breakdown, but when he’s chilling with those puppers, it’s like he gets a break from all the murder nonsense. The dogs are his escape from the madness, his little slice of normalcy. And, uh, given that normalcy for Will is basically non-existent at this point, the dogs are doing some *heavy lifting* here.

You can *feel* the tension lift when he’s with them. He’s not "Will Graham, FBI’s broken toy" or "Hannibal’s future murder husband"—he’s just *Will*, the guy who loves his dogs. It’s his only connection to something *real* and *good* in a world full of manipulation and darkness.

3. The Dogs Are as Fragile as Will Is (HELP) : Now, here’s the part where I get real anxious: the dogs are basically a symbol of Will’s humanity, right? The more Will descends into the chaos of his own mind (thanks, Hannibal), the more fragile the dogs feel. They’re a reflection of Will’s *fragile* hold on who he used to be.

4. Hannibal Is a Danger to the Dogs, Even When He’s Not : Okay, Hannibal might not be like, “I’m gonna kill Will’s dogs,” because even he knows that’s crossing a *line* (the fandom would riot), but let’s be real: his influence on Will is still a danger to the dogs. The more Hannibal screws with Will’s mind, the more Will’s ability to keep his dogs safe (and himself sane) starts to crack.

Like, Will’s whole identity is at war between the darkness Hannibal keeps pulling him into and the part of him that still wants to be *normal* (LOL, what’s normal, though?). And the dogs? They’re caught in the crossfire. As long as they’re around, they’re a sign that there’s still a shred of humanity left in Will. But if he fully gives in to Hannibal’s influence? 😬 Don’t make me say it…

5. The Dogs Are Will’s Moral Compass: The dogs are a *literal* moral compass. They show us there’s still hope for Will. When he’s with them, it’s like he’s *recharging* his soul. But here’s the kicker: the darker things get for Will, the more those dogs feel like a symbol of the last line he hasn’t crossed yet. Like, every time he pets them, I’m like, “PLEASE REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE, WILL.” 😩

The dogs are the final barrier between Will and total moral collapse. As long as they’re okay, we can hold onto hope. But if anything happens to those dogs… y’all, it’s game over for our boy.

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TL;DR: Will’s dogs are the last pure, uncorrupted thing in his life, a fragile reminder of the humanity he still has. As long as they’re around, there’s hope for him. But Hannibal’s influence makes us fear for their safety—because if Will loses them, he might lose himself, too.

[the-kingshound]

There’s doggies??? Beautiful puppies??? Large number of…Hounds? And we were not allowed to pet them in game??

Oh! A thousand years for Kal! A thousand years in jail for kal!/j

No but I’m all seriousness my mc is going to be so torn with himself of Wanting To Pet Pupper and feeling like he’s not “allowed” to, if that makes sense

I got good and bad news for you anon.

The bad news is that the doggos are indeed in game, but they'll be given to MC at a later date by their RO. And by that I mean years from now in story time.

The good news is that they are specifically given to MC, after being trained, so they are almost soley obedient to MC and always attached to your Hound, so your MC won't need to feel guilty petting the pups.

[whateverdraws1008]

Are there therapy dogs on base or nah? If so, how popular is the pupper?

They dont have a BASSEEE, they're living at a terrain nikolai had, quite hidden. AND YES- not a TEERAAPYYY DOOOOGG.. but Nik has a dog himself! A really sweet Moscow Watchdog, BORIS!

i am drinkin coffe now, couldnt draw any interactions (yet) of boris and the boys. Ghost like him very much. Pets Boris when he accept it Roach is a bit scared of him, but still want to pet him at least one time. Price alredy got the respect of Boris, NOT LIKING- just respecting each other Soap doesnt even STEP CLOSE TO HIM. and Nikolai just absolutelly love him, pets the big boy 24/7