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artcbyviet · 1 year
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Personalized dog lashes
Personalized dog collars and lashes offer a delightful way to express love and care for our furry companions. These accessories can be customized with the pet's name, contact information, or unique designs, reflecting their individuality. Personalized dog collars provide an added layer of safety, allowing for easy identification if the pet ever gets lost. On the other hand, personalized lashes add a touch of charm and playfulness to a dog's appearance, turning them into stylish and pampered pets. Both collars and lashes are a perfect way to celebrate the special bond between pet owners and their beloved four-legged friends.
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lightbrightpaws · 6 months
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Light Bright Paws: Lighted Dog Collars
Our Lighted Dog Collars not only enhance your dog's visibility during nighttime walks but also add a touch of fun and uniqueness to their appearance. Keep your beloved companion safe and stylish with our Lighted Dog Collars. Order now and enjoy peace of mind knowing that your dog is visible and protected during evening adventures.
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canisalbus · 5 months
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avyaanleroy · 1 year
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Tailored Canine Neck Collars
Our dog collar custom service provides top-notch products designed with a focus on both comfort and durability. Contact us now!
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tonyrhodes1998 · 1 year
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Personalized Dog Collars |  Floral Flower Collars
Discover CurliTail's collection of Personalized Dog Collars and create a unique style statement for your furry friend. Shop now: https://curlitail.com/
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curlitail · 1 year
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Shop Online for Personalized Dog Collars | CurliTail - For latest designs of Personalized dog collars, harness and leash sets, visit www.CurliTail.com and grab huge discounts.
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theplatypusblue · 9 days
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hey would you guys be okay if i posted something. thanks 👍.
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reginageourge · 7 months
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🕯️manifesting a gf who is not a gendie, not polyamorous, not into bdsm, not into drugs, and does not have a fashion sense straight out of tiktok🕯️
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scooterpengie · 12 days
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Succession + textposts (the one I've written is a line from the Simpsons)
ft. my inability to commit to one brush/shading style 💀
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littleplantfreak · 3 months
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Down to my level pt. 2 (SFW)
Starring: Sugishita Kyotaro (he's 6'3 but idk how tall he is when he's all hunched over)
(It's a little different than the first two I did with Umemiya and Togame but I intended to stop near 500 words and I accidentally surpassed it and wrote 1700+ so although Hiragi was suppose to be here to he'll have to wait till next round sorry Ragi-chan!🥺)
When you first met Sugishita Kyotaro (if you could call it a meeting), he walked smack into the door frame of the local library. It didn't phase him in the slightest, but it sure as hell scared you enough to drop the books you were re-shelving. Looking around the bookcase, you can see the boy's forehead already showing tell-tale signs of a goose egg as he rubs it before bringing books to the main counter.
"Ah Kyo-chan! Returning Umemiya's gardening books again?" Hina-san, the head librarian, asks in delight before whisking the books away. "Do you mind helping an old lady move some boxes in the back? I have some snacks in the kitchen once you're done," she says, leading him into the back room before he can say a word. Not that he says anything after that; he just ducks through the doorway careful not to hit his head again.
Picking the books up and continuing where you left off, your mind wandered a bit to that boy. Glossy black hair falling in his face and a scowl that only softened slightly when Hina spoke with him, and he was wearing a Furin jacket to boot. He might be a little cute, you tell yourself before remembering that he could also end up being some scary violent guy that would beat you up if you said the wrong thing to him.  After a bit, he comes back out into the main room with Hina, and you end up spying crumbs left on the side of his mouth from the Madeline cookies you'd brought in the day before. You would have tried to warn him if Hina hadn't already made him lower his face to dust him off while she laughs. He looks completely used to this treatment and you give him the benefit and decide he is definitely cute, Furin boy or not. Sugishita catches the smallest glimpse of you peeking around the corner with your arms full of books before heads off for patrol.
The librarian told him you'd been working part-time during the school year, full time during breaks, and that you were a shy one, so he has to be careful not to scare you away. Funny thing is, you didn't look shy at all earlier. Eyes full of curiosity and a smidge of apprehension, there was no fear in the look you gave him both times you clocked him coming and going from the library. Sugishita thinks to make note of your name only because Umemiya-san said it's important to remember the names of the people around you, even if you don't use them often. It also happened to be a nice one, though if anyone asked him, he wouldn't say.
The next time you see Kyo-chan, he is face down asleep on one of the study tables. You aren't sure how long he's been there since you didn't even hear him come in, but he looks completely wiped out. From the small profile you can see, a few bruises color his face, and there is a bandage slapped over his eyebrow where you assume a small number of stitches are. Not wanting to disturb him, you walk back to the lounge and grab the small blanket that you usually curl up with on your breaks. You lay it on his shoulders with the gentleness of a butterfly because honestly, what would you say if he woke up to you covering him? Sure, it's a nice gesture, but he doesn't even know who you are.
When he wakes up, the first thing that hits him is the smell of cherries. He's aware of the blanket, and grabs it before it slips off him completely. Looking around, the only person in the library is Hina-san, so he returns it with a small thank you.
"Ah that wasn't me dear! It must've been our cute assistant, but they've already gone home. Aren't they sweet?" She gushes, prodding him for an answer.
"Guess so," he mumbles out, still sluggish from the afternoon nap turned full on sleep. He smells like cherries on the way home too.
The third time, Sugishita sees you first. The step ladder you're on wobbles as you try to reach the top of the shelves with the duster. Stretching further on your toes, you grab the shelf to steady yourself, but the thing is years old and not in the best condition. You can feel it give way as you tip sideways,  a squeak forcing itself out out of your throat. You brace yourself for a few nasty bruises until you realize your momentum has stopped.
"You're like a mouse," Sugishita says, and you stare in shock at the boy who caught you.
"Muh-MOUSE?!" Shrill is the only way to describe the voice coming out now. So maybe you do sound like a mouse. Who is he to say that though? He carries you away from the shelves despite the wriggling you're doing, desperate to put your feet on the ground. It's half-embarrassing, half-infuriating that his hold doesn't budge in the slightest.
"I'd appreciate it if you would put me down Kyo-chan," you huffed with your arms now crossed. His walk slows for a second before turning his face away from you. Apparently the way you called him had some effect, though you aren't sure what kind until you look at his ears. You swear they weren't that red before, and you start to feel giddy about it. "Kyo-chan, Kyo-chan, pleeeaaase put me down?" You make your voice sugary sweet. You would've batted your eyes at him too but the fast snap of his head back to you stops your teasing short.
You can only describe the look he throws you as hilariously appalled at your words, but it also confirms they were pretty effective. Neither one to back down, it becomes a staring contest until he speaks first for once.
"Sugishita Kyotaro." An air of finality hangs in the statement of his own name, but as this point you need to press his buttons just a little.
"I prefer Kyo-chan. It's cuter, don't you think?" He looks exasperated as he places you on the lounge's couch gently. Down on his knee in front of you, he grabs your calf to start prodding at your ankle.
"What are you- ow! Don't touch it!" You have to swat his hand away before he lowers your leg grumbling an apology and that saying it's probably sprained. You can feel it now that attention has been drawn to it though. A little red and not completely feeling right, it's almost like it's numb until you try to point a toe out. You cringe at the pain shooting up your calf. No amount of stretching or moving your ankle makes it feel any less painful than the first time, so you finally let it rest.
While you were experimenting with your new injury, Sugishita grabbed a roll of bandages and an ice pack from the kitchen to begin wrapping it. The way he gently takes your shoe off and handles the wrap reminds you of a prince. A silent, grumpy one, but there are so many princes like that in the romance novels that you may or may not have read in the fiction section. Your thoughts start off in a direction you'd do well to cut short but you can't keep a quiet "pretty," from leaving your mouth while you watch him finish up. And he really does look pretty. The sunlight hits him from the windows, lightening his brown eyes just a bit and his serious expression while he's concentrating on wrapping you up is no joke.  "Ah...I meant your hair?" You trail off cursing yourself for saying something like that after teasing him earlier. If it were anyone else you'd expect him to tease you back. You aren't looking at him anymore, until he tries to draw your attention with a grunt. He's turned around, crouched with his back to you.
"Hop on."
"Your back?"
"My back. Hurry up."
"You're going to carry me?" He looks over his shoulder again, with blatant annoyance on his face, and nods. You were wondering how you'd get home, and this seems like one of the few viable options now that you did consider it. Once he stands up, you realize just how tall he really is. Holy Shit. You have to duck with him when he goes through the low doorways of the library, letting Hina know what happened before you both leave and she waves you off.
The walk home is silent mostly due to reveling in the novelty of being taller than usual. Occasionally, you'll point out a stray cat or some flowers climbing up a fence you could only see thanks to the extra few inches. Even though they're met with a hum or grunt, he doesn't seem to be bothered by it.
To Sugishita, you were weren't a bother per se and Umemiya would be pleased to see him helping someone, but he was struck again by the smell of your perfume while he carried you. That, paired with the melody of your voice as you leaned and chatted about the difference in altitude made it hard to concentrate until you said his name.
"Sugishita-san thank you for taking care of me," thanking the stars as well for remembering to tell him while you weren't looking at him fully after calling him pretty minutes prior. He lets out a breath before saying his longest sentence to you yet.
"You can call me whatever you want."
Oh. Oh. He's giving you the green light to call him Kyo-chan again. You were trying to be heartfelt, but he's gotta go and be cute like that? Ears and the back of your neck burn, but you're pleased at the new development. You end up thanking him again, with a regular kyo-chan this time, before hobbling inside your front door wondering when you'd see him at work next.
First thing in the morning though, despite the rain, Sugishita's outside your house with an umbrella telling you to hurry up because he'll end up late for school. It seems he's made it his mission to tote you to both work and school until your ankle is healed. You might just have to fib a little when it starts feeling better to keep the piggyback rides for a while longer.
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sad-emo-dip-dye · 1 year
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Why are they always within kissing distance
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artcbyviet · 1 year
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Tailoring Love And Style: Personalized Dog Collars & Lashes
Introduction:
Our beloved furry friends are not just pets; they are cherished members of our families. As pet owners, we strive to provide them with the best care and attention possible. Personalized dog collars and lashes have emerged as delightful accessories that combine style and functionality, allowing us to express our love for our canine companions in a unique and fashionable way. In this blog post, we will explore the charm of personalized dog collars and lashes, their benefits, and how they have become an essential part of modern pet care and fashion.
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1. Expressing Your Pet's Personality:
Every dog has its own distinct personality, and personalized dog collars and lashes offer a delightful way to showcase their individuality. Whether it's a vibrant pattern, a unique design, or even their name engraved on the collar, these personalized accessories allow you to celebrate your pet's uniqueness and show the world just how special they are.
2. High-Quality Materials and Craftsmanship:
Personalized dog collars and lashes are crafted with care and attention to detail. They are often made from durable and comfortable materials like genuine leather, nylon, or fabric, ensuring they can withstand the wear and tear of daily use. The quality craftsmanship ensures that these accessories not only look stylish but also provide a secure and comfortable fit for your furry friend.
3. Enhancing Safety and Security:
Safety is a paramount concern for pet owners, and personalized collars can play a crucial role in keeping our four-legged friends safe. Many personalized dog collars come with ID tags, which include your contact information, making it easier for others to help reunite you with your pet if they happen to wander off. Additionally, reflective elements or LED lights on the collars can enhance visibility during nighttime walks, ensuring both you and your pet are visible to passing vehicles.
4. Fashion-Forward Canine Couture:
The world of pet fashion has grown exponentially, and personalized collars and lashes have become a part of this ever-evolving trend. With a wide array of colors, patterns, and designs to choose from, you can effortlessly elevate your pet's style quotient. From chic and sophisticated to playful and whimsical, these accessories allow your dog to step out in fashion-forward canine couture.
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lightbrightpaws · 9 months
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Best Dog Collars | Light Bright Paws
Made from high-quality materials, Light Bright Paws collars ensure durability and comfort for your furry friend. The vibrant LED lights embedded in the collar make it perfect for nighttime walks, ensuring visibility and safety. For more about Best Dog collars go to our website!
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canisalbus · 10 months
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are you still questioning what modern au Machete's job would be? based on what the most recent anon said, you could make him a model?
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avyaanleroy · 1 year
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Smart and Stylish Pup Neckwear
Our Fi dog collar is an innovative solution for tracking and managing your dog's well-being to keep your furry friend safe. Contact us now!
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thisisntreaver · 4 months
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Thinking about Reaver, her, and how she effects his relationships.
Like Reaver can and does bed anyone willing, he barely remembers them, he has no qualms about hurting people and fidelity isn't part of his skill set.
But I feel like he would likely have some sort of faithfulness to her. She clearly haunts him, he hasn't forgiven himself for what her death, he misses her but refuses to admit it because that part of him is meant to be dead.
Which leads me too my point, I think very rarely, he finds partners that remind him of her. Be it in looks or mannerisms, he finds them and he clings. He'll never be as loyal to them as with her because for as much as they're like her they're so different. Too different for him to be entirely loyal too, too alike for him to discard as easily as he'd like.
He may not even realize it, a subconscious part of him that looks for her, is desperate to find her desite her being long dead and grabs onto it as firecly as it can. He can never actually have her again but he'll take the scraps, he'll pretend shes who he's laying with, who he holds. But its not, it won't be and its his own fault.
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