#except it's not a pug

[llatimeria]

images of my dog that I keep forgetting aren't widely known memes

[utilitycaster]

It was "above table" as the cast was quick to point out but man there's something skin-crawling about the idea that Ruidusborn have been like...a breeding program (albeit not through the usual means of reproduction) for centuries so that Predathos could get the right people to break it free. The idea that it doesn't matter to it if you have debilitating effects that significantly reduce your quality of life provided you can lend it your power. Like, Zephrah had the right idea.

[marmotish]

Freyja and Chester reacting to Roger growing a beard and adopting a puppy

Adopting a puppy is a huge commitment, so instead Roger opted to “borrow” his Aunt Clementine’s pug Bunty while she was on holiday.

He eventually decides to bring Bunty to the Ministry Headquarters to show the two of them off. It goes pretty well until Bunty runs off after sensing a fresh sausage roll sitting on Freyja’s desk. She annihilates the sausage roll and makes an absolute mess of all the paperwork on the desk, littering it with flakes of puff pastry and teeth marks. By the time Roger’s caught up with the surprisingly nimble pug, the damage is done. Freyja isn’t around at that point in time and doesn’t even know they’re there, so Roger makes a strategic retreat.

While trying to sneak out of Ministry HQ, he bumps into his brother. Being siblings, Chester’s seen Roger with facial hair before, so it’s not really a shock compared to seeing his aunt’s greedy little pug at his workplace.

In the middle of Roger trying to explain what was going on, Freyja comes along to hand off a slightly chewed up report. She’s irritated thanks to her lunch mysteriously disappearing and her desk being left in a shambles. She stops and stares at the pug in Roger’s arms, putting two and two together - a few telltale flakes of puff pastry still on Bunty’s face being a dead giveaway.

She continues to stare at Bunty for a moment, but doesn’t say anything. Finally she looks up at Roger’s face and just says “Growin’ a beard, are ye?” He answers that he was just trying out a new look. Freyja just nods and takes her leave, her empty grumbling stomach a more pressing concern than Roger’s facial hair.

[bed-wed-behead-your-fave]

Hug, Befriend & Own, or Behead Pugsley from Dead End: Paranormal Park

[bethanydelleman]

From Mansfield With Love

Someone a while ago asked for my opinion on this series and I hope they see this because I can’t find the original post response.

So I’m on Episode No. 31 and I while I think it’s pretty good for an amature production, I’m really not loving the characterization.

Frankie does not seem super Fanny to me, and I’m sad because I’ve been told this is an in character depiction. The main problem is she doesn’t come off as shy. There are a few other things: she makes a lot of quips/sass (book Fanny is more likely to quote poetry), she speaks up a lot when other people are around, she criticizes people first to Edmund, and she in no ways seems to be in love with Edmund. (And I don’t think she’d say it out loud to Will, but there are no like, longing looks or anything). 

Frankie also just seems whiny a lot, which is something I don’t think we should be getting so much. Fanny accepts her lot in life in MP. When she has a headache from cutting flowers, she doesn’t blame anyone or complain, she quietly lies down.  I think it would have been in character to see Frankie after getting yelled at by Mrs. Norris doing some sort of mantra “I’m lucky to be here and have this job” or something. Instead of insulting Mrs. Norris behind her back which we never see book Fanny do.

As for the Frankie/Bertram dynamic, she seems to be more part of a friend group than a grateful, dependant. And I know this is hard to depict today, I don’t have the answers but the Bertrams really seem to treat her far too much like an equal or like a friend. 

I am also really disappointed by the scene where Frankie accidentally records Henry and Mary and learns that Henry can’t be trusted. It basically erases all of Fanny’s perceptive abilities. She is now an eavesdropper, not a careful studier of the people around her.

I have mostly enjoyed the depiction of Mary, though we are not getting the dynamic where she ignores Fanny until the Miss Bertrams leave, but that’s not a big deal. Mary has been merged with Mrs. Grant which is fine.

I also think Tom is pretty well done.

Henry has been a bit of an issue for me too. He’s actually attractive, which I don’t think is my subjective judgement because a bunch of the characters say that he’s physically attractive which is not the idea. The idea is that he talks his way into being hot. But besides that, he seems to want to go for Frankie right away, but then that doesn’t really happen, and it’s also against the book. He isn’t supposed to pay attention to Fanny at all until the Miss Bertram’s leave. And I think that is important to how in the background Fanny is.

Also, it’s kind of a problem for Henry to have a job. I think a big part of his character is that he’s perpetually bored and doesn’t really have anything to do (I know he’s technically a landlord, but he can manage that through a steward). We know that when Henry actually wants to do something, he does it. It might have made more sense to have Henry be the person who draws up the plans and then Mary actually has to build it or something so Henry can finish quickly and then be bored? I don’t know. 

Rhea and Rory is kind of strange, because they look actually in love, not like Maria is just in this for the money. I know these are amature actors, but I also don’t really see Rhea vying for Henry’s attention. She’s usually with Rory and staring lovingly into his eyes. The skinny dipping thing seemed to come out of nowhere.

As for the Edmund/Fanny/Frankie dynamic, I don’t know if it will become more apparent, but I haven’t seen anything yet that’s similar to “Fanny must have a horse/Can Mary borrow the house?/I ran away with the horse for five days” which is important in how Edmund begins to neglect and forget Fanny. I also am not really getting the “Edmund tells Fanny about Mary’s faults and then talks himself out of them” dynamic.

The one scene that really bothered me, and I’m really confused why they even did it, was when Frankie says she does a book club with Edmund, but then specifies that Edmund won’t read classics. And I was like, what??? Edmund and Fanny have basically identical taste in books in MP: but he recommended the books which charmed her leisure hours, he encouraged her taste, and corrected her judgment: he made reading useful by talking to her of what she read, and heightened its attraction by judicious praise. That was just a very strange choice in my opinion.

Also, I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to get out of the little plot where Mary and Henry want to turn Frankie’s attic into a suite but then they back down right away when they realize it’s her room.

Anyway, happy to hear other people’s thoughts on this series! I am really glad it exists, because MP does not get enough love. And I am in no way saying that I could have done it better, these are just my quibbles.

[percival-p-pups]

[whentherewerebicycles]

we’re home!!!!!!

[folklaurr]

My dog has to be sedated to go to the vet bc she has a one sided feud with my vet and she tries to murder him

[crystalbehindthescenes]

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[percival-p-pups]

“The Dean” vibes.

this is the greatest story ever told

from Ask a Manager

[bride-and-bride]

Sometimes I miss more complicated enmity management in XIV... These days, as long as a tank has stance on and remembers to hit every enemy, you're usually fine. Someone might forget stance when entering a dungeon, or a DPS might accidentally rip aggro off a mob as they're moving to another pack... But aside from that, it's rarely a problem* and that's a little boring!

But then other times I remember the long lost days of DPS Stance in Heavensward and how easy it was to make life hell for the rest of the party and I think. In these Dawntrail days... It's better this way.

[jonathanbyersphd]

The thing is like I would love to be able to take Mucinex to really get rid of this cold but it kept giving me nosebleeds so I'm suffering instead

[mantis-a-shrimp]

Idk who decided to make centaurs, horses are already so fucked up design-wise & slapping a human torso where it's esophagus should be is horrific.

[rainy-writers]

Rhaenyra reminds me of those white moms who have kids with a different race father and then refuses to acknowledge that they don’t have the same privileges as her. like she’s had so much privilege and power her whole life she can’t even see the corner she’s just backed her child, her heir into. She’s so dense that it hurts. Jace is right. ALICENT was right. Having three fucking kids with a man whose genes had proved to curb stomp yours IS an insult! Not bc bastards are evil or anything, but it’s a fucking insult to Jace, to Luke, to Joffery to drag them in a situation where they’re constantly demonized for YOUR actions and then REFUSE to own up to it even when your child is begging you with literal tears in their eyes to not take the one thing that saves him from the bullying and harassment YOU brought onto them. At this point, I’m extremely grateful the story ends with the targs in disarray bc none of those white haired fuckers deserve the throne (except for Baela and Jace, with brown hair

And to make it even worse, Jace is RIGHT. When the war is over and your brown haired, pug nosed child who looks exactly like someone NOT his legal father is named heir and you’ve taken his ONLY symbol of legitimacy away what will you do then?? Hmm?? I swear…

[lavenderstobins]

Eddie’s in danger.

He knows he’s in danger because there is a four year old beelining for him, trying very hard to appear like she’s not rapidly advancing towards him.

When Josie finally stops, she’s right in front of him.

He has no idea what might’ve spurred this. Best to play it safe. “Hey, kiddo.”

Josie blinks innocently at him. “You broked Steve’s mug.”

Shit. The mug. It had been an accident—he’d balanced it too precariously when he’d been doing the dishes and it had slipped. They have plenty of mugs so it shouldn’t have been an issue, except… it was Steve’s lucky mug.

Steve loves that mug. He always drinks out of it if he needs the good luck that day and swears that it never fails him. If he sees it has broken, he’d take it as a sign of, like, the worst luck ever, and that would be the end of that.

The break had been clean, at least. The pieces are currently hidden away in a shoebox until he has time to get the glue to fix it. It’ll be an easy enough fix, so Steve should be none-the-wiser.

Except.

“The luck mug,” Josie continues, presumably trying to raise an eyebrow but instead raising both of her eyebrows high up her forehead. It takes everything inside him not to snort at the sight.

“I’m fixing it,” he replies. Maybe this can be a lesson about white lies, or doing good, or something. There’s probably a lesson here, right? “Steve won’t know it ever broke.”

Josie blinks up at him again. “Be shame if he did.”

Eddie’s smile fades. “What?”

“Be shame if Steve knew you broked his mug,” she repeats, fixing him with a stare that’s oddly reminiscent of Erica.

Is he… is he being blackmailed by a child?

“Josie,” he starts, leaning forward so that they’re eye-to-eye and taking on a desperate tone. “You can’t tell Steve, okay? Nobody can know about the broken mug.”

She sighs heavily. It would be comical if not for the way his heartbeat has increased.

“I know,” she says, shaking her head. “But maybe I not know.”

“Don’t know,” he corrects, then squints. “What do you mean?”

“I know you broked his mug, Deedee.” Her tone is serious. “For Baby Sapphire, I not know. Baby Sapphire make it go—” She mimes an explosion with her hands, puffing out her cheeks. “Bye-bye.”

“Baby— What?”

Josie pulls out a crumpled catalogue page out of her pocket and holds it out. On it, in the corner, is a small, bug-eyed, blue plastic horse labelled Baby Sapphire. It’s the ugliest thing he’s ever seen. The nose isn’t even long enough for the horse to breathe. It’s like the pug of ponies.

Eddie looks up, meeting Josie’s pointed stare. It’s a battle he knows he’s already lost.

“Not a word,” he instructs, tucking the paper into his pocket. Josie brightens, beaming up at him, then skips away, merry as ever.

This is his life now. Blackmailed by a preschooler.

—

“Did you know Josie’s resorted to blackmail now?” Eddie says offhandedly. He’s sitting on the kitchen counter as Steve chops carrots, watching Josie play with her new toy from his view of the living room doorway.

“Earlier than I expected, honestly,” Steve says, not looking up. “What did she have on you?”

“Hmm? Oh, uh, not on me.” Eddie laughs, shaking his head. “I watched her extort Mike earlier.”

Steve glances at him, frowning. “Mike’s been out of Hawkins for two days.”

Fuck.

“I think Robin’s calling for me, actually.” Eddie slides off the counter, backing away as Steve’s eyebrows raise in amusement. “I’d love to continue this conversation, but, duty calls.”

“Robin’s out with Max!” Steve calls as Eddie makes a hasty retreat to the living room. “You’re fooling nobody, babe!”

Josie looks up as Eddie closes the door behind him, ugly horse in hand. Moments later, Steve opens the door again, one hand on his hip.

“What did you do?” He swivels from Eddie to Josie. “Josie, sweetie, what did Deedee do?”

Eddie stares at Josie, practically feeling the beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Josie shrugs, still playing. “I no know.”

He’s filled with relief. Steve doesn’t look convinced.

“Are you sure?” he presses. “It’s important to tell the truth, Josie.”

She stops, then, squinting up at him. “Always?”

“Always,” Steve confirms.

“Like when you said Bel eated Mama’s food but it was you?”

Steve falters, mouth falling open. A huge grin spreads across Eddie’s face.

“You what?” Eddie asks delightedly. “Stevie, you didn’t blame our cat for eating Robin’s leftovers!”

“Okay, you know what?” Steve holds his hands up in surrender, taking a step back. “Keep your secrets. Let’s not ask questions anymore.”

Eddie’s already laughing, though. “Steve, Rob almost took Bel to the vet because she thought she’d eaten fried rice.”

“I know!”

“And you offered to drive her there!”

“I know!”

—

[now on ao3]

[kotana-x]

Crowley and Castiel

"Have you fallen into materialism?" "This is an exceptional thing. It reminds me of you."

I just googled "black pug" and the search engine gave me a photo of this figurine