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#BIG DOG. anyways
beaversatemygrandma · 17 days
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Today was GOOD.
So. First off, I got a job interview with a BANK. BANK. GUYS A PROPER CAREER TYPE JOB. It was a phone interview and me and the person were enjoying talking to each other. I can count money and have been told I'm easy to talk to. Win-win here. Seems like all that was required. Just have a background check and I have a good feeling about this one. :3c Fuck getting turned down at panera. Fuck restaurant service. BANK. Now to hope that having non-existent credit and me being in-person eventually doesn't fuck me over. I want this so bad. Real job. ohhh it's a real fucking job.
Also. My bf's sister picked up a dog today. This one's a story. She was driving home early this morning and she watched somebody put this 6 month old puppy on the back of their open tailgate of a truck and drive off, essentially launching the puppy into the bushes. She immediately pulls over, picks up the dog, Which apparently required untangling her from thorny vines and such, put the dog in her car, and took it home. This dog. An absolute damn sweetheart. She's young, she's calm, she's well-behaved. She will straight up cuddle with you. She's a blue merle, seemingly purebred, catahoula leopard dog. We think she was a rejected hunting hound. Somebody who didn't take the training right and was too shy to be a hunting dog or something. I mean, that stuff happens out here. It's common. But a gorgeous catahoula? She's so pretty and well cared for. Anyways, due to my bf's sister not being allowed to have any pets here (has de-house-trained a dog before), she's what their mom calls a "Time Share Dog". We're all essentially splitting up responsibilities here, and because we're the most active and basically missing the schedule of daily walks with Tabby, uh, this may be a mostly around us dog. I've already walked her around the property, gave her Tabby's old squeaky ball (which she loves), and the treats that Tabby never liked (Tabby didn't like sweet potato. They were dried sweet potato sticks wrapped in bacon and she'd rip the bacon off and leave me with a wet sweet potato.) Rosie is loving those. His sister is very much under the impression of "her dog" but honestly, it's now their mom's dog under our supervision most of the time. She'll just take Rosie on rare adventures and give her pretty collars and such. And give her the baths thankfully. About it really.
Anyways, partial owner of an adorable hound now. I already taught her "down" because that was a big issue. She jumped. A lot. And bf's sister has a 4yo and this dog will get big. Such a smart dog and already knows how to sit and come. Though, there's a chance she didn't have a name or was just called 'puppy' because that's what she responds to. She really does seem like a pick of a litter that failed the hunting training. She'll be a damn perfect house dog though.
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naturecalls111 · 9 months
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lostfanboyarts · 29 days
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Just some Dazais being utterly whipped for Chuuya for like, idk, my mental health or something?
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samipekoe · 3 months
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woke up w a vision today
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raepliica · 1 year
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tristamp post-timeskip woowoo!! injecting him with cowboy swag baybiee
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also, a little bit of a redraw
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fynori · 2 months
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messy utbt skk smoochin. i hate them a lot if you cant tell
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tubbytarchia · 1 month
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I want to eat your art. Now. Gimme some nice big dog martyn and jimmy. Now.
P.S. IM NOT FORCING! PLS DO T THINK IM FORCING AHHHHHHHH *PANIC HUG*
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The human anatomy really really sucks in this. I just gave up sorry dont look at it for too long
(Jimmy portrayed as Eurasier, a breed that requires lots of love and affection and gets easily depressed when holed up in one space, and is a relative of a dog bred specifically to give people warmth. Martyn is a Jack Russell Terrier, a breed that is often stubborn, mischievous and difficult to train)
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obsob · 5 months
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lady amber my beloved
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somegrumpynerd · 17 days
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The most labrador coded guy, somebody call him a good boy
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bajablastable · 2 months
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nikolai's saw trappable little guys
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misc oldish scribbles i found of these two being Sweet <3
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jirving · 25 days
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solomon tozer for the lovely @massgrav
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1495-gauge · 1 month
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there's that fucked up three-eyed thing that lives in the woods. whose turn is it to chase it off again??
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judasgot-it · 5 months
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i would like to request what hunting dogs would do when their s/o has insomnia, a lot of hugs and kisses please🥰
Sorry for the inactivity, I apologize everytime and I feel horrible about it :,(
I have horrible insomnia right now (I can't sleep well no matter what I try, it's hopeless) so I'm 100% using this to cope a bit. Also sorry about how messy reader is in Tecchou's part, I just love messy crying. I'm so weak for it.
Scenario: They help you fall asleep (Jouno, Tecchou)
Jouno
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Jouno couldn't tell the time.
Whatever time it was, his body didn't care - it was screaming at him to go back to bed, making his bones feel sluggish with their weight.
Unfortunately, his ears kept pestering him, since no matter how quiet you tried to be, he could still hear you in the kitchen. Doing what? Jesus Christ, who knew.
Whatever it was, it was too damn loud.
It felt nearly impossible for Jouno to make his body move, but by some feat, he managed. He found his feet both on the ground, walking towards the bedroom, out the too-long hallway, and into the kitchen to see what in god's name you could think was worth losing sleep over.
By his guess, it was most probably around 2 in the morning. How horrible.
"Hi."
There was a loud clatter as he heard you drop the dishes in the sneak rather unquietly. Also, you screamed, but that was to be expected.
"Oh my god!"
Is there a God at this forsaken time of night?
Jouno sighed as he leaned against the wall, rubbing his eyes out of habit.
"Yeah. I'm right here."
He gave you a moment to collect yourself, your heartbeat still skyrocketing through the roof. He yawned, nearly deafened by the sound of his jaw pulling at his muscles.
"So."
As patient as he could, he waited. There was noise on your end - a clattering of dishes, and he was sure you threw a towel somewhere, but that was of lesser importance.
"So. Jouno."
"Yeah?"
You patted your bare thighs, popping your lips together. Nervous.
"Why are you up?"
You tried to play your words off with a giggle. He knew he probably looked the least bit pleased, but nothing was going to convince him to go easy on you right now.
"Y/n. You know why I'm up. I'm the one asking the questions here, if I recall."
"Oh, right. Because you're 'the greatest hunting dog' and all, right?"
Jouno sighed, covering his eyes. He took a deep breath in, holding it in. It was calming, feeling his lungs slowly fill with air. His head cleared, helping him realize that the headache he had was I'm part due to the tension he was keeping in his body. In that time, he heard your heart beat skyrocket, your breath slowing as you stared.
He tried not to smile as he let go of his breath slowly. If Jouno wasn't exhausted he would have teased you about it.
"'Don't do this to me. It's 2 in the morning, go to bed."
Your laughter was a nice noise to hear. Just not now. God, not now. His body was dragging him to the ground and your laughter was reminding him that he was standing, awake - as if he were in hell.
Your laughter shouldn't be in a place as torturous as this. Like the hell between staying awake and crawling back to bed, because someone thought baking at two in rhe morning was a good idea.
"Sorry princess, but I need to put these brownies in the fridge. I'm trying out this recipe I saw online and I think-"
You didn't get to finish that sentence, as you were instead kidnapped in Jouno's arms. The man didn't care to hear the end of it - he only wanted it to end.
"No." He sighed, pressing his cold nose against your neck. "You're insane, honestly."
He muffled his words into your shirt collar, still restraining you as you struggled against his hold. There was no point, as no matter what way you fought, you couldn't fight against a super-enhanced human - even a tired one.
"This is so ..."
You paused for a bit, looking for the right words. Your brain was tired, although it hadn't registered to you just yet. Your heart still beat fast enough for you to convince yourself that you were awake, even if your eyes and mind were exhausted.
"So ...fun police of you."
The words that came out of your mouth came out sloppy at best, but they got a lame chuckle out of Jouno.
With care, he took you back to the bedroom - dropping you onto the bed like a pile of unfolded laundry. You practically laid there as if you were dead anyway.
"I have no problem arresting and cuffing you to bed if it means sleep is involved."
You giggled, as much as your tired brain could push from your throat. The bed shifted as Jouno dropped himself on the mattress, pulling up the still warm blanket over the two of you.
"What if that meant something else was involved too?"
Jouno groaned, turning back towards you. He could imagine the stupid smile on your face right now.
"Y/n."
"Yeah?"
Jouno took his hand and slowly, carefully, dragged it across your face. He felt as your eyebrows pinched in confusion, and your eyelids fluttered before he finally set his fingertips on your lips.
"Shush."
He felt you nod against his hand, before finally relaxing. Tiredly, he pulled you closer, burying his face in your hair as he slowly pressed his lips against your forehead.
"Goodnight, sleepyhead."
Jouno felt a smile pull on his face at those words. Like an idiot, he let you roam your hands around his body - when really he should have smothered you to death.
Tecchou
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Waking up before you were supposed to was like a coin toss - depending on the mood it's either a great early start, or the worst feeling in the world. Sometimes the body had gotten it's full rest, or it was forced awake by something talked about in horror stories.
Tecchou decided he was indeed not well rested, and that waking up at what could well be 2 in the morning was equivalent to a horror story. Why would he want to wake up to one of the worst sounds a man could hear - his own partner, crying?
Maybe if he was Jouno, but he didn't want to think about that.
He sat up, listening as he tried to decipher what you were doing.
You were rather quiet, trying your hardest to hide your cries behind your blanket (gross, but he appreciated the effort). Opening his eyes, he glanced over to see that you were enraptured by some sort of video on your phone, the blue light illuminating your face (and probably burning your retinas, from Tecchou's guess).
He shuffled closer, trying to peak at the screen while not disturbing you. Whatever you were staring at on your phone had distracted you well enough to not even notice his presence, was slightly concerning to Tecchou - you were very spatially aware.
Shaking your shoulder, he winced when you screamed - right in his ear, with snot blowing right across his face. He elected to not react to it, considering how red your eyes looked.
"Tecchou!"
"Yea. I'm here." He replied while casually wiping off his face with the blanket he was once sleeping peacefully under.
He stared at you, his amber eyes glowing from your phone screen. You looked back, trying to readjust to the sudden change in brightness.
"M'sorry, did I wake you?" You had finally shut off you phone, resting it on your chest - giving yourself a good chance to see his full face.
"Why are you crying, babe?"
His hand roamed around your stomach, softly pulling at the fabric around it. It made you shiver as you felt his legs press against yours, warming you underneath the sheets.
"Oh...um..." You tore your gaze away from his, staring straight at the ceiling. You fidgeted with your phone, trying to stop your trembling lip.
Carefully, Tecchou reached over and wiped away your spilled-over tears, thumbing your cheek as if your skin were made of glass. He pulled you closer, resting your head against his chest, trying to calm you. Adversely, this had the opposite effect, making you start to cry even more onto his naked skin.
There were muffled stupid and sorry between your sobs, although he elected to ignore them for now. Instead, he waited as your body was racked with tears, shaking and holding onto Tecchou as if he were a lifeline.
"Hey, babe?" Calmly rubbing your shoulder, Tecchou waited as you wiped your snot and tears along your sleeve, sniffing as loud as an American bullfrog.
"Can I ask what upset you so much?"
You lightly smacked his shoulder, still hiding yourself within his warmth.
"You already did, ass."
"Right."
He went back to holding you, waiting for your reply. Eventually, when he thought you would have maybe decided to fall back asleep again instead, with the room still cast in pitch-black shadows, you decided to reply -
"I failed my exam."
Silently, Tecchou nodded.
There wasn't anything he could say to make you feel better, at no words that he knew to say. It was easier to simply pull you closer, to make you feel better through his hold than to say anything more.
"It's fine, you should try and sleep. Maybe you'll feel better in the morning."
Carefully, he pulled your phone from your hand, sliding it onto the bedside table, hoping to stop you from looking at your failure once again.
You didn't need to be reminded of it anymore, not when he could distract you right now.
As gently as a man like Tecchou could, he took to scratching at the soft skin at the back of your neck, gently tapping his rough fingernails along your spine. He smiled as felt you begin to relax, breathing out a sigh as his fingertips brushed alongside your bare shoulder blades.
He watched as you relaxed into his form, waiting until you started to breathe slower so he could allow himself to fully fall asleep once again.
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Sorry about the months-long break, I didn't mean to abandon Tecchou. Also btw IRLs of mine know about this account so if I start sounding even weirder on here it's because I stopped caring about my employment opportunities
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pink-link-lemonade · 2 months
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Told you it was coming soon, man 🫵🤨
Contaminated AU: @sonicexelle-junkary
That stream was very fun to watch and listen as I sketched!
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yomeiu · 1 year
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can you see me clearly?
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