#golden retriver boyfriend

[doomed2repeat]

I need people to hear me out:

Colin Bridgerton is NOT this type of male lead:

He is this type of male lead:

And I love that.

[kenneth-black]

Spot The Difference [Challenge Level: IMPOSSIBLE]

[allaboutanimals]

The best way to wake up 🥰

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Idk why but I find it extremely entertaining the idea that Regulus, even though incredibly intelligent, cannot for the life of him figure out muggle ‘magic’ tricks. How muggles achieve such things without any real magic is his life’s biggest mystery. What makes it even worse for Reg is that James is surprisingly talented at doing them and refuse to tell him how it’s done.

James using that to annoy his boyfriend in arguments like

Regulus: You are SO irresponsible! How could you……

James: *pulls out a deck of cards * Regulus: Don’t you dare

[the-nameless-poet]

Petition to make

'loud, chaotic and dramatic husky girlfriend x sunshine, lovable and adorable golden retriever boyfriend'

to happen.

"Chaos follow me everywhere I go." Boyfriend x "Are you calling me chaos!?" Girlfriend

[perversion666]

i love silly golden retriever coded rockstars

[theotherbuckley]

Eddie and Golden Retriever!Buck (literally)

[andysaas]

Their dynamic

[kaionyx]

I hope everyone who claims they want to be with me knows that i’m not this hard dom all the time. Yes I post about the many dark and sadistic fantasies I want to do someday, but that’s all they are. Fantasies. In fact, i’m actually a complete nerd and a huge one at that.

I can infodump constantly about the different conspiracies I have or about my favorite game for hours, bring you different rocks and things I find and explain to you how they were made and how old they are. Talk about certain points in history and give you facts that I know you aren’t going to remember but I say them anyway just because someone new is listening, I could go on and on.

But inside the bedroom i’m nothing more than a feral dog in a rut that sees a warm set a holes to fuck his litters into, forcing each and every one of these sick and disgusting thoughts that run through my head onto the precious bunny I claimed. Growling and repeating faux sympathy and all those degrading praises they love so much while marking their neck with bites and scratches from holding them in place as I abuse their little frail body until I had my fill.

Then it’s right back to the sweet, loving boyfriend from before until it inevitably repeats. I guess in a way you could say it’s almost like a golden retriever but yknow, in a scary way.

[meep-meep-richie]

Boyfriends + their biggest shipper🫶🏻

[doomed2repeat]

Look at this face and tell me you wouldn’t also want to pet him like a puppy, Penelope is so real for this:

🐶 He’s a good boy 🐶

[aust-een]

Austin just trying to survive for 2 minutes straight | Hot Ones Pt.3

[allaboutanimals]

I love you so 💛💚

[ddollfface]

There's just something about a... puppy-like yandere, who's just ready to come at your beck and call, stars in their eyes, and lip slightly jutted out. Oh, you're craving that one Mexican restaurant down the street? Why didn't you say something, sweets? They are already grabbing their keys and heading out the door.

It's just in their nature to care for sweet things like you, eager to please, and hopelessly in love, ready to go to the ends of the Earth just to get a peck on the lips or some back rubs.

They're completely in love with you, you, you. Everything about you is pleasing to their eyes, something worth taking a photo of, something worth singing praises to. Their hands used to hold onto your sides, massaging and smoothing out your skin, wanting to mold themselves into you. Lips peppering fairy-light kisses across your pudgy stomach, whispering softly appraisals into your stretch marks, thanking whatever God put you on this Earth.

You were put on this Earth to be held in his strong, muscular arms. He was made to hold you, feeling your soft curves press against his chest.

He just can't get enough of you, the cuteness-aggression getting the better of him when he throws you onto the bed, wrestling you into compromising positions. If he's feeling nice, he might even let you get the upper hand, your thighs straddling his hips, only for him to grind up into you and flip you over.

You should know not the play with him, he just can't contain himself when you're around.

He can't help but get giddy when he sees your face, something he always looks forward to. The motivation he needs to wake up in the morning, dragging himself out of bed just to see your face. Your praise is just what he needs when his day doesn't go as planned. His eyes scanned through the crowd of people, searching for your face among these nobodies. His heart picked up the moment his eyes met yours, though you hadn't seemed to notice him yet, he sure noticed you and quickly raced over to you. You jumped, clearly not expecting him to be so early to your little get-together, though he'd prefer to call it a date, he relents. His hands are folded as he stares at you, looking you over as he greets you, asking how your days have been. You smile back, and he almost faints. If he had a tail, it'd be waving back and forth, no doubt. You just get him so giddy, he grins.

[dulcetmclaren]

why are they hard launching bru