#corgi gets love

[golden-girl-daisy]

Happy first birthday Pippa! Just because you have a cone on doesn’t mean you can’t still party!

[stormyoceans]

MONICA!!!! P’Dol from VV in an upcoming GL!!!!

(I googled her and she’s a doctor too!?!?!? Amazing!!!)

https://www.tumblr.com/kit-teung/765245366809624576/evryone-dont-move-theres-finally-a-butchfemme

SCREAMING SHAKING CRYING THROWING UP SPINNING COUNTERCLOCKWISE ON THE CEILING LEVITATING DOCTOR JEAB LALANA A WIFE TO HER WIFE RAISING CORGIS IRL FINALLY GETTING TO BE A GIRLKISSER ON SCREEN AS WELL AND NOT ONLY SHE’S GONNA BE PLAYING THE MAIN CHARACTER IN A GL SERIES BUT THE SHOW IS GONNA BE ABOUT A BODYGUARD WHO HAS THE POWER TO SEE 3 MINUTES INTO THE FUTURE WHEN SHE DRINKS WATER HAVING TO PROTECT A RICH GIRL FROM GETTING KILLED??????

I FUCKING LOVE TO WIN WINNING AND BEING A WINNER THIS IS TRULY THE TYPE OF HIGH I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO RECOVER FROM THIS IS WHAT I IMAGINE DOING COCAINE FEELS LIKE THE SHOW LITERALLY HAS EVERYTHING I LOVE IM SO EXCITED FOR IT I SIMPLY CANNOT SIT STILL

i'll be sad if this is really going to be her last work as an actress (thanks @ other(?) anon for the link!!!!!) but by god. WHAT A WAY TO LEAVE THE ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY

[scrumpygoat]

Drew some good dogs for my pal @chirpadee!! Appa and Poki two silken windsprites, Frank the corgi, and Naussica the Icelandic sheepdog 💞💞

[bunsandstuff]

1. Blood contract

To his ragged breast he placed a palm. Fingers splayed. The moment this desperate man's gaze snapped up it'd met that of a contempt. He wore plainly that what this rava offered fell below the price of what Armand required.

Everything indeed. (Cont. below)

Still he allowed Yukiya to continue. Uninterrupted even. He resumed the stiff stance with his hands graced upon the cane. His thumb rolled over the corvid's obsidian eye. Then to see the bow return ... the moment it did, the cane snapped up with a kick. The metal tipped end aimed to hit Yukiya's bowed chin.

"Foolish jack," he spat. "And selfish too. Did your research not teach you memories remain? Even in the aether? Your love will return -" he stepped forward, invaded the other's space, and pressed the hand of that cane into Yuki's chest. "With every memory you've ever made. He'll seek you out. And when he realizes what you've exchanged for his revival..." He left it to hang.

Deep chestnut pierced that single orb this veena possesed. The honest desire within. "But you are determined, even then, to exchange your life for this Augustine's." He stepped back, cane tapped on carpet, turned away to run a hand over chest as though to wipe away an unpleasant thought. "Your life, correct? For access to this library. You would give even that which the Twelve and then some consider most sacred of all?"

The veena hadn’t accounted for his company to be… so angered by his words. The oncoming cane hit it’s mark earning a wince and grunt from Yukiya. Still, even when struck his first move was not anger but confusion as the docile bun looked up to the other. “If it is selfish, then so be it! But how can you expect me to live another day with what I have done!?” He argued back, his free hand gripping the sheets beneath him as he resisted the urge to stand. “How could I…? In the place he should be?”

But he would say no more, the thought of it was more than breaking his heart, it ached inside it’s tired cage. It was an unhealable wound and judging by this young veena’s face right now it was still as fresh as the day it was made. “…My apologies, I did not mean to contradict you.”

He resigned himself to silence as he heard out the rest of what this ragged man had to say to him. It would seem despite the man warning him he was willing to allow him to move forward with his wish. Yukiya would give a deep nod as he answered, “Yes, without hesitation, I would give everything.” Again came his tired smile as he looked into the other’s eyes.

“Sir, to give my life for his sake would be nothing short of the only good deed I can do with this life I have. Augustine is a man that can change this world for the better. I however am one that could only take things out of it… If anyone deserves to be here, it is him. So please, I ask you, allow me this chance, with my life, to correct the sands of time. I have gil, medicine, connections, anything you desire I will make it so… so please.”

And with his pleas, his wish was granted… the room grew dark and out from it came a claw and a contract. Without hesitation the veena forged his name in blood.

Yukiya Aino

[aidanix]

a breakthrough me thinks

without getting too into in, i've always struggled experiencing romantic attractions towards people. anything beyond platonic is something so weirdly vague that i don't even know what having a genuine crush is like. SO demiromantic i am!

i make green my favorite color without it being my favorite color

[librarisxng]

Ian’s tiktok live was so chaotic. It was literally just him playing snippets of his unreleased tracks while eating chamoy candy and reacting to random gift filters 🤭

[spacebugarts]

You look corgious, Valentine! 💖

OUGH CORGI OCTOPUS!!! OCTOCORG! CORGIPUS!

THANK U BESTIE I LOVE THEM!!!!!

[pierog]

im trying so hard to adopt the worst ugliest death row street dogs from shelters and pounds, i keep getting rejected and often for imo silly reasons .. girl while i appreciate your concern for animal welfare you have NO right being this fussy

(before anyone comes at me: i do animal management and have spent over half my life in professional animal rehabilitation for dogs, penguins, kākāpō, battery hens and more..)

[heir-less]

A brief trip to Fergie Land

Oh, no, not Fergie getting snubbed from the Coronation! She's done so much to prove she's part of the family! That she's "in" and not "out"! Living with her ex-husband of 26 years on a Crown estate wasn't enough, apparently.

Neither was the animal psychic who evaluated her two "bereaved" corgis on live television. All those tasteful photoshoots and interviews for nothing, rats!

It's fine though, The Queen's ghost will keep her and the dogs company:

"I always think that when they bark at nothing, and there's no squirrels in sight, I believe it's because the Queen is passing by."

[lady-assnali]

Keeping on-brand, I’ve been thinking about baby model Gigi lately, and this simple little friend story appeared. It’s just friendship and a good memory with underlying baby Crygi feelings.

           “Okay, step up a little bit.”

           “Where the hell did you take me?? Why are there so many-oh god no. No. Are we in Times Square?”

           Silence-followed immediately by Jan’s shit-eating grin and Crystal’s mischievous giggling. Gigi may be blindfolded, and she may be a self-proclaimed ditz, but the memories of being run down by tourists in the city have burned the feeling of Times Square into her body’s internal memory bank.

           “What would possess you to bring me here on a Friday night-how much did we just spend on that Uber?”

           “Shh, relax.”

           “We could’ve taken the subway if you’d have just let me know where we were going!”

           “But then you wouldn’t have come! And you have to be here. This is very important.”

           “Jan, I love you so much but this is you talking. And if it’s you talking I’m lead to believe that we’re on our way to see Wicked again. Which…I love the show, don’t get me wrong, but there’s only so many times I can sit next to you while you sob through Defying Gravity before I need several months to recover.”

           “It’s worth it, Geege. Trust me.” Crystal gives her arm a little squeeze, and they slow down a bit. Through the noise of the traffic, Gigi can hear Jackie and Jan arguing about directions. She wonders how exactly she got to this point, a college dropout with a group of silly, perfectly mismatched friends who she’d follow blindfolded into the busiest part of the city without reservations. One moment, she’d been sitting in art history wondering what she was doing in New York and the next she was working alongside one of her idols, college free and learning from the best. Those first few weeks in college had given her the friends she’d needed to get through the work, so it hadn’t all gone to waste. They gave her the college experience; parties, clubs, the freedom of being away from home and finding yourself. They also gave her late night study sessions huddled up in her apartment while she worked on her latest project, helping Jan through auditions by reading through lines with her or being Crystal’s comic relief while she painted, making snacks and playlists and reciting horrible jokes. Jackie-well, there wasn’t much to be helped there, but Gigi likes to think that asking her questions about her latest study in political science is enough support as it is.

           They’re her friends, and she’s missed them so much while being away-even as the bantering continues as Jackie and Jan turn her body multiple times, quipping back and forth with each other until Crystal’s hands take both of her shoulders to steady her.

           “Ladies, please. I know we’re all very excited, but I’m pretty sure we’re a block away from where we need to be anyway.” Crystal’s voice is diplomatic, yet very clearly dripping with humor. Gigi groans, shifting her weight from toe to toe. She’s sure they’re causing a scene, although the middle of Times Square surely is the place where something like this mismatched group of people and a blindfolded woman will blend right into the background. Without her sight, every other sense is on fire; Crystal’s hold on her shoulder’s is warm and tingling, Jackie and Jan’s voices very clear through the sirens. She’s sure she’d be able to tune into any of the other passing conversations if she truly tried.

           “We need to find it soon, Geege is literally covered in goosebumps. One week in California and she forgets how to be a New Yorker.” Having just come back from a week in Los Angeles, she’d forgotten just how crisp the Spring nights could be. She finds herself shivering at Jackie’s observation, relief coming only when a soft, fuzzy coat is draped over her shoulders. Crystal. Crystal and her big fluffy jacket she’d refused to take off after thrifting it for only $3 when Gigi had pointed out that it should have been marked way higher. A steal of a deal, the pastel rainbow fuzz could be described only as cotton candy in a piece of clothing, and yet somehow her best friend made it look as though it were the most sought-after item on the market.

           The arguing subsides when Jan gasps, grabbing Gigi’s arm tight and shouting.

           “There! There! Look! Do you see it?”

           Jackie gasps and Crystal squeals, Gigi feeling her jump up and down from beside her. The three talk all at once, exclamations of oh my god and are you kidding and one airy sigh of jeez before Gigi scowls.

           “I’m going to take this thing off if you don’t tell me what’s going on!”

           “Oh! Shit! OH my god, sorry, here!” Jan, in her excitable fashion, all but rips the eye mask off of Gigi’s face, and for a moment she’s paralyzed by the brightness of the lights. Crystal’s hugging her side now, pointing her finger up at a wall of buildings illuminated by lit-up advertisements. Then, she sees it.

           “What,” It’s all she can say, breathless and disbelieving as her eyes widen in wonder. Jackie has her phone pointed dutifully at her, and Jan’s own camera clicks, but Gigi is stuck in place with an open mouth.

           “That’s me.”

           “That’s you!” Crystal squeezes her, eyes torn between the lit-up advertisement and the real person as they fill up with tears. “You’re literally up in lights.”

           “I don’t even…I can’t….oh my god.”

           “Take a picture! Did you take a picture? Gigi, stand right there!”

           Crystal backs up and stands beside their friends, pulling her own phone from her pocket and waving her hand at the redhead. For a moment, Gigi looks back at them with her mouth agape. Then, she’s turned around, posing for the camera with a well-practiced tilt of the head. She perfectly mimics the pose at hand, sultry eyes and parted lips, a hand on her hip and eyes that simmer with practiced, untouchable energy. Then she laughs, shrugging Crystal’s jacket down to her elbows and hugging it to her, sticking out her tongue. It’s an infectious energy, one that continues on as she turns one more time to stare back at her image illuminated and blown up to the size of  buildings.

           She ends up posting the photos for her rapidly rising  follower count later that night, after they’ve gone out to celebrate (after telling Jan that no, they wouldn’t be entering the Wicked lottery that night). She’s tucked into her bed between Crystal and Jackie, Jan on Jackie’s other side. It’s a tight squeeze but they pile onto each other anyway, limbs over limbs and laughter stopping any attempt at sleeping.

           Crystal’s head lolls onto Gigi’s shoulder as she watches her flip through the pictures she’s been airdropped, combining them into one perfect Instagram post. The first is the sultry mock-up, the most poised and polished version of herself showing off the billboard. Then the video reveal, her standing shock-still and staring up at the screen

           The last is her favorite.

           She and Crystal are standing side-by-side, backs to the camera. Crystal’s pointing up at the screen with one hand while Gigi clings to her other arm. She’s wearing the insufferable cotton candy jacket, scarlet hair cascading in waves down the back. Her head is on Crystal’s shoulder. This is the picture she wants to memorialize the moment with; the two of them, as it should be. She can hear the pride in her best friend’s voice, feel the nervous fluttering in her heart from seeing the reality of all of her hard work paying off in full. It’s every last trip away from home coming full circle, every time she’d wanted to quit or wondered why she even agreed to start in the first place telling her she was right not to give up. It’s the ability to share this moment with the person who’d been on the other end of every late night phone call, every bout of homesickness, every joke that’d pulled her through.

           It’s the sound of I’m so proud of you captured in one picture.    

           She can feel Crystal’s smile against her as she types and deletes captions, lowering her head so that her cheek can rest on her soft curls.

           “You’re incredible,” Crystal murmurs. She’s looking at her own phone now, where Gigi’s post has just gone live. The video plays on as they watch the moment Jan rips the blindfold-the disbelief, the hugging, the joy. Gigi tucks her own phone away and shifts down in the bed, cheek to cheek with her best friend. They shuffle around until they’re a tangle of limbs and sappy smiles. Jackie’s head is on her back and she’s flopped over onto Crystal’s chest, arms wrapped around her with a sleepy refusal to let go.

           The four finally fall asleep while they drift away from conversations about the future; Gigi’s next trip is only a few weeks away, Jan has a twenty-four hour festival to ready herself for, Jackie’s taking on a thesis, and Crystal’s submitting art for a possible gallery slot. In a contented pile of limbs far too big for her bed and surrounded by love, Gigi sleeps the best she has in a long, long time.

[asbestieos]

Hiii hands you yippee tatsumi and among us tatsumi

Yeah I just reused my yippee doodle

As for Tatsumi playing among us, I think Aira would have to help explain it to him

If he was an imposter, he'd still probably accidentally reveal it by asking everyone in chat what the vent button is for

ohhhhhhhhhhhhahhzhdhdxbxjjccusjs o h h hh amongus tatiemiiirfggmf

[44prop]

cant stop thinking about pato’s puppy

[me-myself-and-my-fos]

Love the absolute chaos of the Legends on a mission and asking where the fuck I am because they need backup. And Gary tells them “oh she’s at John’s. She planned on doing nothing but baking for the weekend and I don’t think we should disturb her” and they all groan because that means Gary is gonna be their backup

[fayeandknight]

Excuse the extremely diy jumps, lol. But after watching @blueboyluca go through handling options I really wanted another try at it.

But life and dog training don't always go according to plan. I only had enough make shift supplies for three jumps instead of four. So for Faye, I skipped the first jump because I couldn't make it comfortably low enough for her. I ended up going with a rear cross as it worked better for her and I in supporting off side weave entrance.

For Forte, he was really struggling with not cutting out the middle jump so I dropped the weaves and just worked on the three jumps.

While it wasn't what I set out to practice, it was nice to be able to really take the time to work through each piece and then start putting them together. I tend to feel rushed in class due to my own anxiety and the knowledge that other people are waiting for their turn. But most importantly, the dogs and I had a lot of fun.

[averyspoopedcorgi]

tatsumi and mayoi for the character bingo? :0

alkaseniors the world

tattsun:

you know that one part in butou kai where adonis launches kuro into the air yeah thats what i do to tatsumi constantly in my head (affectionate)

personal beef aside tatsumi has got to be one of the best written christian characters ive seen in all of media idk what akira was doing when he made him but he excelled at it, in conclusion, i love you my pathetic guilt ridden bisexual priest <33

mayo(nnaise):

(i just realised i marked the 'i dont go here' accidentally disregard that please)

only good things for mayoi ayase nothing bad ever !!

i wouldn't beat the daylights outta him but i wanna pour a bucket of ice cold water on him (affectionate)

[ford-f-pines]

Why would I get put on the working-out-trauma train, I am a perfectly stable person.

Infinity falls