#barks 🐾

[kayniscanem]

[caregiverz]

weighted stuffies! 💕 which is your favorite?

[mossyclaws]

having an irl therian friend who also does quadrobics is peak. guess who just spent an hour running around in a giant backyard chasing around a squeaky ball with another canine

[muttship]

new challenge make u & ur f/o in this picrew -> https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/165901

here’s me n Masacrik :3

[mortuarysciences]

My type of men: nerds. Nerds. Nerds. Nerds. Look at him. Holds up ford like a cat

Him and his goofy ass yearbook photo….

NERD

Anyway goober… and stan missing tooth lore …..

SOBBING STAN TRYNA DO A MATCHING YEARBOOK PHOTO 😭😭😭

I can yack and yap and ramble about all the things I have been thinking just in general I gotta do that at some point tbh …,,… this just makes me wanna yap more

[bitingsharpies]

istg i feel fur on my feet.. like a fur shift or smth

tbh it’s kinda annoying

[litenpraerieulv]

# 26 . 07. 24

🦴 ! There’s an assumption that all physical therians / holothere identify as an animal on a physical level due to autism, psychosis or due to forming an animal alter.

🐾 ! However, I rarely see people discuss how other aspects of mental health influence their animal identity. In my personal experience, I think that my obsessive compulsions and intrusive thoughts are a rather large part of my identity as a physical therian.

🥩 # content warning for compulsive auto-cannibalism and emetophobia warning

♟️ ! I struggle with compulsive skin eating, I have sustained great nerve damage and broken bones from this, however I cannot digest human flesh and often it comes back up shortly after.

🦴 ! I am then frequently met with the urge to feed my regurgitated flesh to my ‘pups’. Whilst I do not have any children or pets, due to hitting sexual maturity at the age of 7, I deal with incredibly overwhelming maternal instincts despite being a man.

🐾 ! I often see others want to discuss the ugly side of therianthropy, the aspects that repulse most other humans, yet outside of mild species dysphoria, I am yet to see more than a handful of creatures discuss these animalistic urges that aren’t ‘tiktok ready’.

♟️! I am a coyote through and through, not just in appearance or connection. I am more coyote than just a fluffy tail or tall ears, I am coyote in my behaviour and real life too.

[antirqpuppy]

Anti endos and radqueers need to stop putting endos and radqueers into one box. They are not the same.

Just because an endo post happens to be posted by a radqueer doesnt mean every endo is suddenly transDID/OSDD. Endos are simply people who happen to be systems that arent formed by trauma. TransDID/OSDD systems are the ones that want to have your mental illness. Not endos.

And I dont care if some endos are actually transdid/osdd, majority of them arent.

Also, no endos are infact not the same as transplural. Endos dont want to be plural they ARE plural. Being endo does not make you similar to radqueers at all. And yes. Some transplurals may also be endos but that doesnt mean every endo is transplural.

Omfg this is sooo annoying.

Thank you for listening to my yap session. It will happen again.

[kumaclown]

bark bark bark bark bark ark bakr bark bark bark bark bark aker bark bqrkab ab abarbar barjk bajr bjark bark bakr barkbark bakrbark bakr bkar abbar k

[puppygirlthing666]

being led down a hallway by two puppygirls with dazed eyes and vacant smiles. when you ask where they're taking you, they lock eyes with each other and start giggling.

"you're going to the brat room, silly!" the first smiles. "you were acting like a bad puppy so you're gonna learn how to be good!"

"don't be scared sweetie, it isn't a punishment," the second coos reassuringly. "we both had to go to the brat room when we were new too. i was sooooo scared but once i went inside it was... it was wonderful..." her half-lidded eyes sparkle with the memory.

their strange behaviour does nothing to alleviate your nerves. as you reach a door, the first puppy places both hands on your shoulders and looks you in the eye with a concerned pout.

"now don't you worry sweetheart, we're going to be right here when you're finished. we can't wait to see how much you like it, you're gonna have so much funnn~"

you open your mouth to tell her that there's absolutely no way in hell they're convincing you to walk through that door. before you can get a word out, the second escort opens her hand to reveal a small mound of pink powder, which she promptly blows directly into your face.

you reel back, more from surprise than anything else. the girls, descending once more into a fit of giggles, start to blur. their laughter seems to swirl around you, like you can reach out and touch it, like it's coming from inside your own head. before you can regain your balance, four paws have shoved you backwards through the door and slammed it shut.

unsteadily picking yourself up, dimly aware of how hard your ass just hit the ground, you take in the room. it's big. really big. it stretches off into the distance, fading into shadow. there's a strange mist hovering waist-deep across the entire space and dense enough to appear almost like solid marble.

trying the door is useless, it just rattles in the frame. those girls must have locked it from the other side so you'd have to stay in here with.... what, exactly? mist? some time alone to think about what you'd done? so far you weren't exactly blown away by their so-called brat room.

your head still swimming from that weird powder, you're not entirely sure how long you continue in this train of thought. it ends abruptly when you feel something moving across your back. you yelp, instinctively trying to pull away from whatever it is that's in here with you but find that you're completely immobilised from the waist down. you wave your hands into the mist to disperse it, revealing strange fleshy ropes wrapped tightly around your legs. as though from a great distance, panic begins to seep like smoke into your dulled mind.

straining to pull the ropes away, you notice what look like suction cups on the underside. your efforts are cut short by two more of the appendages shooting from the darkness and binding your wrists, and yet more slithering over your shoulders to wrap your torso. you feel your feet leave the ground as the shifting mass rapidly covers you from neck to toe.

their powerful movements and constrictions twist your clothes until they tear apart at the seams. the tentacles, now seemingly coming from every direction, pull your legs apart and begin probing your bare skin, prodding and teasing for an entry point. the sensation of a thick, warm, pulsing mass sliding into you is rapidly joined by another as your startled gasp is swiftly exploited and plugged. you hang high above the ground, fully ensnared and impossibly filled by a writhing, twisting presence.

through the haze, you notice a syrupy liquid dripping from the suction cups. the taste is familiar but it still takes a moment to place it - that powder from the hallway. this is different though, much stronger, soaking in through every pore, down your throat, inside you. it leaves a strange sensation wherever it touches, simultaneously numb and incredibly sensitive, stimulating and soothing. it seeps into your blood, turning your thoughts to the visceral thrill of being completely helpless against the tentacles as they begin to thrust. your last memory before time ceases to have meaning is of those two girls far below, wrapped in each other's arms as they're slowly lifted into the air to join you.

you and two other puppygirls lead a newcomer down your favourite hallway. she asks where exactly you're taking her. the three of you lock eyes and start to giggle.

🤯

[kayniscanem]

“Kill ‘em with kindness”

WRONG! JAMES SUNDERLAND SAVE MENU!!!!!

[caregiverz]

for anyone out there that needs this reminder:

you define how your regression looks, not others

you deserve love, support, and happiness

your boundaries should be respected

no one should make you uncomfortable

you are you for a reason, you are unique and beautiful, and your regression is not a bad thing.

[sylverena]

hey y'all your local dog here to remind you that bark arkbark arFwoofwruffwoofbARkwo0FWRUFF

[all-bite-n-all-groans]

I have recently discovered that I have a royalty kink...I also want to absolutely buy all this pretty white, blue n black lingerie...and a crown. I want my boy to be my loyal knight too hhhhhh guys I'm . needing things . I'm needing to be fucked in the royal garden under the sun as I try desperately to keep my crown on, it's existence and my title being the only indication of any sort of status in that moment...

[dumbsickmutt]

repost if you love boysmell

[muttship]

being a proship selfshipper is so awesome btw vc im like “teehee i like these characters romantically… but i also see them as my dads…” and i can just yk,, DO THAT. this is about wade and logan btw.