#three dog my beloved

[draconifay]

I know I don't talk abt it at all but I'm a HUGE Fallout fan

After watching an Oxhorn video I wanted to doodle the moment the Lone wanderer meets Three Dog

Two versions w/ different filters

[theindexcollective]

I should just write my posts like I'm an amateur radio DJ speaking out to all my listeners in the post-apocalyptic wasteland tbh — Millennia Index.

[casualavocados]

Do you think I should buy a birthday cake? But I've been stood up three times. [...] Although I don't know what happened between you and your friend, it's always happier to spend your birthday with someone you like.

KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 04

[tittysuckersworld]

hallo!!!! heres art and there shall be lil drawing prompt challange thing under cut for thisss pls if wanna join see and read below please please please please please please-

okay!!! under here!! hiiii- i dont exactly know what im doing here with this! butt i wanted to do something because i thought it was neat. so heres the thing

thats a transparent png of the chuuya thought bubble. the whole little thing is just draw your ship/oc/whoever you think would be thinking of fem chuuya like this<3<3<3 uhhh only rules on this is pls pls pls tag with the tag "fem chuuya our beloved" and @ me so i can see and reblog it a bunch of times!!!!! theres no reason for me doing this i am just really really happy with my drawing progress and have lot fun in this fandom with how nice everyone is ciebcuwnxbwuxbsubdusbdwj

(to set example, in the first image i drew dazai and kunikida because cjehfuebduebdh those three yes in my opinion. but am also just so so happy to see any ships/simping for chuuya cause. pweety...)

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

Can we bring back the Big Three fics where it's just Percy, Thalia, Nico, Bianca, Jason, Hazel and sometimes Frank doing the most unhinged, ultra powerful stuff for the stupidest of reasons (and also no one is dead)?

[darkwood-sleddog]

Power is back on for the first time since Tuesday (just in time for another storm tomorrow)….

[mctreeleth]

I know from friends that spending hundreds of dollars on makeup is a thing that people do but I just spent $200 on 15 of the one long-discontinued lip colour that I actually like and i feel like an insane person

[shesmyscar]

save me low quality recording of lisa frankenstein, save me

[chocolatewoosh]

Recent weather-themed adopt I made for the open species, Virulai! He’s since been bought and belongs to the delightful @kason-brandstiftung!!!! ☁️

[ronanlynchbf]

[quietwingsinthesky]

(@transmasc-rose) Tell me, Will: 6 for the ask game

aksjfjgksjje. Do I have any pets? I don’t, personally, because I live in a teeny tiny apartment and it’s already expensive to just feed myself on my budget. BUT. i do consider my mom’s dogs basically my dogs because I took care of them when I lived with her and still do whenever she and her fiance are out of town.

look at them. they’re baby.

[yloiseconeillants]

what if we were committing war crimes in the name of scientific advancement

👉👈

and we were both girls

[good-to-drive]

Honestly my favorite arc in any artform is "fuck my life" to "fuck everybody who ever made me hate my life" to "oh fuck it was me, I was the one who was doing that"

[kai-ni]

January and February were deeply cursed for literally everyone I know, but can we agree march will be better

[caracello]

ijust hhad the scariest fo3 experience of my whole life (snuck past my first supermutant).

[lady-hallowtide]

I’m going to tell you a story that I have never fully told to anyone before, but it is one of the only times I have ever felt proud of myself. Looking back it was incredibly risky, but I’m glad I did it.

When I was twenty I still lived on the old family farm. I was doing a degree by distance education and working full time. I had a little Australia Terrier since I was a child and she was getting on in years but she still followed me everywhere. Her name was Holly. It was near about Valentines Day, and I had recently ended a short lived relationship but it ended messy. Given the man in questions temperament when Holly went missing I immediately suspected him. When I got home and she wasn’t there to greet me I immediately knew something was wrong. I walked around the farm calling for her, a trail of cats curiously following in my wake. I checked the security cameras and saw Holly leave the front of the house and walking out of view of the camera. She looked like she was wandering and not being called so that was a relief at least. When they got home my family rang all the neighbours and one had received a visit by a woman travelling along the nearby busy highway who had found a dog on the side of the road. I have no idea how Holly got there. Holly didn’t have a collar, and my neighbour has never met my dog so she told this stranger she didn’t know who Holly’s family was. The stranger left her number, but when I rang it nobody answered.

I was distraught of course. This little dog had been my shadow for a decade. I printed missing flyers and stuck a poster on the gate of my families farm. I kept ringing the phone number and when nobody answered by nightfall I looked up the address and saw it was for a place a little over an hour away.

The next day I called in sick to work. I was determined to find my dog. There was a vet between my house and their’s so I stopped there hoping maybe the stranger had left Holly with them. No, but they were kind enough to put up one of my lost dog posters. Making the way to this mystery address I was pretty shaken, and when I showed up I probably looked an absolute fright because by this point I was crying nonstop. I drove down a long dirt driveway to this absolutely beautiful old manor, knocked on the closest door and frightened this poor young mother and her two baby toddlers in the kitchen. She was very sweet, and the first thing she asked was “are you lost honey?”. Poor lady was very patient when I blubbered how my dog had been picked up and the number the stranger gave was for this address. It wasn’t unfortunately, the stranger had wrote it wrong and had even mentioned to my neighbour she couldn’t remember her own landline. I asked if she knew anyone by the name of the stranger but the young mother didn’t know many people in the area. The young mother offered me tea, handed me some tissues and sent me off to the local hotel/pub.

Now I was a little less teary now, because I hadn’t wanted to scare the babies at the manor, but I was digging my nails into my hand as an old stress reaction so when I turned up at the pub I did get a few second looks. I’m still a little confused why it had so many people so early in the morning but this far out in the sticks you don’t ask questions of strange happenings. I explained to the old lady behind the bar I was looking for a woman who had picked up my dog, and if she knew anyone by that name. And my gods, she did. The bar lady said the farm was tricky to get to, and the owner mighty strange, but I was determined as hell despite her good natured worry.

So away I went. This was my last lead, and if this didn’t pan out I had no idea if I was ever going to see Holly again. This driveway was older, longer, and the bar lady was right because it was tricky to find and terrible to drive down. But when I got there guess who was there to greet me? Holly was dirty, and manic as all hell but it was damn obvious she was as glad to see me as I was her. The strange lady was kind of gobsmacked I found her actually. She was kind and even offered to let me use her landline to call home and let them know I was on my way back. Mobiles don’t work in the middle of literal nowhere. The strange lady confessed she thought Holly belonged to a little old lady, because Holly would look at you when you talked to her and was very attentive. Holly was covered in mud and sitting prim on my lap ruining my favourite doctor who shirt, and I couldn’t stop smiling.

I got home, and gave Holly a bath. The next day I got her a dog collar with my number on it with a little bell.

Holly was loved, kept safe and well fed until she was eighteen and she died of bladder cancer. She and my beloved cat Kovu accompanied me across an ocean, to an even remoter location at literally the edge of the world, until we moved to the city by the sea where we settled for good. They’re both deceased now and I miss them every day.

Ive never gone into specifics, and no one ever questioned why I was missing a whole day.

It was incredibly risky for a young female to drive into the heart of darkness. I was incredibly, incredibly lucky and am so, so thankful to the three women I met that day. It could have gone very badly. I could have never seen Holly again.

I am glad I did it.