#strange dog

[skywerse]

this post is unrelated to anything I usually post here, but I need everyone to look at my dog—

[detectivehole]

dog doesn't like apples but begs for them anyway and i always give her some because it's very funny to watch her pretend to eat it, spit it out, and then not let me take it away. she just pretends to eat it again. like a baby

[superbeans89]

Ma’am. Ma’am that is not a dog

[foehomoerotism]

balkan breakfast. i sure hope his shrimp and salad aren’t pre-ranched

[adriles]

they are Cancelling me for dealing with my grief as best i can . also for the vicious war Crimes

[boozois]

the creature will grant you one wish for the new year, what do you wish for?

[doctorofmagic]

Screenshots of the portraits. Stephen is smiling 🥹

bonus:

[pleucas]

we breathe, eat, fall in love and die

[amarcia]

There are no good endings because nothing ends, so that means there are no bad endings either.

May the Force be with you.

✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama

[papanowo]

i think dan should get to be a little weird too. as a treat

[otts-the-verminqueen]

I have had one interesting night. A strange dog invaded my yard - I first saw him when I tried to walk one of the smaller dogs (the smallest dog) and he was sitting at the end of the driveway. He scared the hell out of me.

Then, I tried to come back out with my mother's German Shepherd and Strange Dog came out from behind my stepfather's car. It took my stepfather's help to drag my mother's dog back in the house to keep him from trying to maul Strange Dog.

I had to walk my mother's dog (his name is Jackass) in the back yard to keep him away from Strange Dog while my mom distracted Strange Dog and kept him on the front porch.

Later, Strange Dog started barking after all the other dogs were back in the house for the night and the other dogs started barking because of him.

Please leave, Strange Dog. We don't have the resources for you, sir. And we have a female dog that is not fixed and you don't appear to be fixed, either.

[kokoasci]

colored them in !! for funsies

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

i drew this in the most unromantic way possible please understand that ethan is just their miserable wet cat they found outside in the snow

[arkhamsbrat]

𝜗𝜚 — jason todd x civilian reader

in which jason is totally not planning on stealing you away from your shitbag of a bf

part 1 ! part 2 ! part 3 ! part 4 ! part 5 !

jason todd likes you, yes, at this rate he may even love you. however, jason decides you to will just be friends. that’s it. you’re not like him, he doesn’t want you to spend your life worrying about him. you deserve better than him.

so he sits while you talk about your boyfriend. nothing particularly good, either. he has no ambition, volume control, he’s mean to animals… are you trying to make jason hate him? he narrows his eyes when he can tell you’re leaving a lot out of the conversation. hiding something. he doesn’t pry, until he sees you two in public.

your scumbag of a boyfriend following you around the library whining loudly because he wants to be anywhere but there. you keep glaring at him, like a mother scolding her child. jason feels too hopeful about how much longer you’ll be with that guy.

jason notices a small bruise on your forehead before he approaches. it’s small enough that it could be because of how clumsy you are, but jason doesn’t trust that that’s the case. “hey, sweetheart.” he speaks quietly, refusing to acknowledge your boyfriend. you shoot him a smile that makes his heart burst.

your boyfriend is long forgotten in this conversation , until he grabs at your shoulder. “let’s go. have plans later.” he’s glaring at jason, like that could do anything. jason shoots him a polite fake smile. “i can get her home.” you nod, and your boyfriend glares at you. “i’ll be fine, he’s my friend.” he scoffs and turns away from you without another word.

jason hates your boyfriend. no more conversations needed. you deserve better than that, and he could give it to you. he knows you may not like his lifestyle but he needs to try. for you.

when you’re ready to leave, he takes you to his truck. your tote bag full of books hanging over his shoulder. “can i ask you somethin?” he mutters, worried he’s overstepping.

“anything, jason.” you look back at him, eyes shining like stars. he hated when you looked at him like that. you aren’t even his, and it’s like he hung the moon just for you.

“gotta bruise on your forehead. where’d you get it?” he knows the answer when your face falls.

he’s patient, quiet, lets you decide if you’re going to tell him or not. “me and my boyfriend were… roughhousing, just went a little too far. he didn’t mean t’do it, swear.” you looked up at him nervously, eyes flitting over his face to search for any signs of disapproval.

he just nods, but his eye twitches as his thumb rubs gently over the mark. “he needs to be more careful with you, he’s stronger than you.” he only hums when you playfully remark that you’re grown.

jason knows in that moment he’d do whatever he needed to just to get you away from that man, whether or not you ended up with him after. knows that he’d protect you from anything, no matter what.

[thetorturedlovergirl]

So you're telling me that if Elphaba hadn't been able to turn Fiyero into a scarecrow, Dorothy would have found a beaten and nearly dead man tied to a post.

[crypt-void]

Born to walk around in the woods, and have someone shriek in horror, exclaiming, "Good GOD, what is that thing!?"

Then, to have a group of kids make up stories about that weird dog thing that stares at you from the edge of the woods.

Forced to just be socially awkward and pay taxes.