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oneprotagonistshort · 4 months
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also a Dirk Gently WIP whenever just for kicks. from the ongoing Forces Unseen sequel
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“Holy shit,” Todd said, hearing Dirk come in through the door he’d left propped open. “Did you know we can see the Washington Monument from here?”
Dirk joined him at the window and wrapped an arm around his middle from behind. He was suddenly feeling a bit clingy, like he was going to need to front load all the cuddles he could get, which was abjectly ridiculous. Todd had never shied away from that, if anything it was Dirk who’d been jumpy lately about tender little moments like this. Still, Dirk couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d be wanting more of this later but might not be able to get it. He hooked his chin over Todd’s shoulder and squinted out the window, not sure what Todd was referring to. 
“The bloke on the penny’s house?” he asked, not seeing it. “I don’t think he lives in DC anymore, Todd.”
“What?” Todd asked, pulling back a little to look at him before pointing at a large lit-up obelisk surrounded by illuminated American flags. “No, that. I’ve only ever seen it in movies, National Treasure didn’t prepare me for the real thing.”
“Ohhh,” Dirk said, comprehension dawning as he held Todd close to his front. “You mean the giant pencil statue.”
“The giant—Dirk, that’s the Washington Monument. As in George Washington? It doesn’t even look like a pencil.”
“Doesn’t look much like George Washington either,” Dirk mused, and whatever retort Todd had been about to fire back was interrupted by the sharp trill of Dirk’s phone. 
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bog--unicorn · 4 months
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life of a bog dog
I’m really starting to love December
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fjordfolk · 1 year
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dogbook post: here's my horrific story about having to put down my 7mo sheltie due to severe hip dysplasia & then getting a new one from untested parents and the same breeder after they said it was freakishly unusual to see hip issues in the breed, and now my new dog has HD E also
comments: how dare you mention the pedigree names of your dogs. this is harassment.
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thepavementsings · 2 years
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#sorry in advance to baking-soda for butchering her wonderful verse#i was listening to this on a walk with my dog thinking about TURNED INTO A GIRL ALEX#it happens at the end of the 2020 season.#He calls george. trying to joke about it#'Its barely the worst thing thats happened to me this month. adding it to the tally eh george?'#but george can hear the fear and hesitation nestled behind the exasperated laugh he lets out#So george offers. He can talk to Lewis for Alex. If he wants. He's helped - well he knows about this stuff- george has heard.#alex's shaky smile on the other screen as he breathes out a thanks is enough for George to push through the trepidation as he makes the call#Of course Lewis tells him everything#but george cant hear 'emotionally meaningful' and 'sex' and 'alex' in the same sentence without feeling like his chest is being hollowed out#so he lies. says Lewis told him it has to do with life stressors. tries to ignore how his skin crawls when he suggests it to Alex#that he should see if Max is in Monaco. Swallows thickly around the sound of 'you know because of your seat'#Alex laughs unkindly. 'right. because of the seat. guess i'll try him before i leave.'#before he packs his bags and his dreams and moves back home to england. back to me. george thinks#he doesnt see alex over the winter. pretends it's because he's busy with family and training and a mercedes seat he's vying for.#it isnt until he's walking past the red bull hospitality in Spain the next spring when he sees it#Alex. standing in the doorway just tucked out of the way. arm stretched over his head to holding the frame.#he looks the same. save for the way his red bull shirt hugs his chest tighter. the puffiness of his cheeks more present#he catches george's eye from where he's been standing. nods him to the space between the buildings#his shoulders are drawn up. hands in his pockets when he shoves lightly into george's side#george's mouth feels dry with the words 'you didn't.. it didn't work?'#theres an anger that flashes behind alex's eyes before it's quickly replaced with a familiar bemusement#'no. guess you cant fuck the girl out of red bull but cant fuck the red bull out of the girl.' but theres no heat behind it#'hey. it could be worse. at least i dont have to be out there doing media with the rest of you idiots'#george barely makes it back to his motorhome before he heaves up whats left of his breakfast#there's more but only so much fits in the tags. sorry again.#george/alex
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clamorybus · 10 months
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yeah humans have kinda always been morbid dicks about tragedies. like you look up any old timey murder case and 9 times out of ten there will be a crowd of lookey-lous wandering onto the crime scene and just taking shit
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prettyvacanttt · 11 months
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Ok so there is this pitbull named Happy, I know that now because I've had to go get his chip checked four times already, I've never seen him around the neighborhood on my walks or in anybody's yard or anything. Yet once a week for the past month this child just...shows up at my house. So like usually I just hang out w him fr like three hours until best friends opens and I go get coffee w the dog and maybe go for a walk and then I have to drop him off at dog jail until the owner can come get him. Next time it happens...happy is actually my dog
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hugepolecat3298 · 1 year
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the polar opposite of the dog from the thing who did not really act like a dog at all (due to being a wolfdog) (potentially) are the st. bernards from cujo that didnt understand that they were supposed to be evil and rabid and just licked the rabies foam off their mouths and wagged their tails all the time and refused to lunge or bite at the human actors
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tardis--dreams · 2 years
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Ok i had a social interaction today i was dreading (because of the social aspect not because of the person) but it actually was really nice and I'm glad I said yes
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wordsforrain · 2 years
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A random, grizzled old dog decided I was one of his people and he was going to accompany me on my walk.
He kept stopping to wait for me.
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And to sniff some good sniffs.
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And to splash around.
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Until he decided I was walking too slow, and abandoned me to my fate while he took off into the woods.
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Goodbye, lumpy dog.
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Hamster: I'm curious how you'd handle big city
Me, in a city for more than three hours: I would like to go sit in the woods now
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mxbitters · 2 years
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if i must continue to be limited to working what appears to exclusively be country concerts could i at least work a carrie underwood show
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adreamfromnevermore · 1 month
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Love the slight AUs where Bruce as Batman has been a member of the league for ages, but he's somehow managed to keep his assortment of children under the radar.
Because it sets up the wildest misunderstandings within the league. He routinely talks about his babies, his children who are all so sweet and kind and occasionally assholes yes but only because they are young (and traumatized) hell I don't think the league would even be aware that they're adopted. So they're all thinking literal children
Barry: Bats really loves his kids.
Hal: I mean they're babies, wait till they hit the angsty teens and I'm sure we'll be hearing the opposite
Which means the day they finally meet Nightwing they don't know wtf to think. For one thing, how old would he have been when he had this kid???? Should they be worried about that???? And for the other, that is not a baby, that is not a precious little thing.
He could break someone in half. Like a twig.
He won't, but he could. And they can see that. (He's bat trained, they have seen what the bat can do they are not fools)
And they're like, okay. Okay maybe he isn't the baby (he is). He's got younger kids right? He's never said how many, they have 0 clues. They've been expecting 1 child, maybe 2 because he'd said kid in the plural exactly once when comforting an older woman while they were searching for her children in the aftermath of a rough battle.
And then a week later they run into Red Hood. In his leather, with his guns. And he drapes himself across Batmans back with all the self confidence in the world and starts whining about the "Brat" breaking into his safe house.
To steal his dog.
And yet again. He is not baby. He is bigger than Batman. He could probably break Batman in half given the bat didn't put up a fight. But Batman looks at him with probably the softest expression they've ever seen on that mans face and tells him very earnestly that the kid just wants to spend time with his older brother, next time they should try a walk. Maybe go to the zoo.
But probably not one of the babies. They're kind, and gentle, and at least one just loves reading and Bats has been trying to encourage that!!!
And then a day later he mentions his "babies" going for a walk in the park and they all instantaneously lose their minds at the confirmation.
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nyan-bynary · 9 months
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hey, i’m here for you, okay? i love you neo, my condolences. sending you all my love 💙
thank you so much hun it means the world, I did take a bit of time and I'm doing better now but I am gonna miss her so. much.
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alexaloraetheris · 1 year
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In the spirit of Halloween, due to my own experiences as of an hour ago, I have come up with a new horror video game.
Because of the low atmospheric pressure, two things have happened: my blood pressure levels are somewhere in the vicinity of my ass, and there is. Fog. Fucking. Everywhere. The kind of weather only Jack the Ripper could enjoy.
No sane person would go outside. Except the people who still have to walk their dogs.
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(This was when the fog was actually still traversable and I theoretically still knew where I was. The moment you hit a less lit area, you're toast)
So the game would be first person POV, and you get lost in your own fucking neighborhood. Your only guide is your scaredy-cat of an idiot dog, and you know you can't let go of the leash for even a second because you're not going to see the damn dog ever again. Which is also bad because the dog is the only creature around who knows how to get home.
So you're feeling sleepy and headachy and yet somehow have the anxiety levels of someone being hunted for sport, your dog who is the only one who knows how to get home keeps jumping at shadows. You wonder if that's because he can hear things you can't in the dark.
Suddenly you see the fucking grim reaper approaching on a fucking skateboard. You nearly piss yourself, only for the geim reaper to pass you by, whirling fog around him, then reveal it's actually a kid on a bike with his friend standing on the seat behind him. You're vaguely happy you didn't actually scream.
But the next monster you see? Might not be kids.
So you better hold that leash tight and hope the dog can get you home before you're both eaten.
Happy Halloween. If you need me, please leave a message and I'll get back to you when I get out of the damn fog.
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