#Puppy Co.

[milkygothgf]

"Huh? What do you mean? You’re seriously gonna date other girls?"

[webdiggerxxx]

꧁★꧂

[maarigolds]

It's not just Lockwood though, it's all three of them. They're all traumatized and depressed and lonely, they all think they should be dead. And how could it be any other way, after all they've been through? But somehow they still manage to keep each other afloat, to build this little, broken home in the middle of the storm and survive. It's a testament to both how resilient they are and how much they love each other.

Found family has never been done so well, I swear.

[officialrailscales]

Old is new 🤌

RSB/M | Carbon Black

CSMR Button | MilSpec Style | Carbon Black

- RS

[theborzoiarebackintown]

I HAVE SOME WEEKEND VISITORS!!! We have Violette, Vex, and Fate!

[eliasdrid]

some Dante Telepole Corrosion sketches because I keep messing with the design (normal version)

[twomystdunstans]

teen doodles but it’s literally all just Taylor & Dood 🫶

[8bit-mau5]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RIQXAE OF COURSE I CARE HIM

THE BIRTHDAY GUYYY THE MOST SPECIALIST BIRTHDAY GUY OF EVER

(non-chromatic aberration under cut)

[chaoticas-hell]

Andreil and Kevin are the definition of that song "you and me and me and you just us and your friend Steve"

[mayhasopinions]

ermmmm

[nothing-an-iratze-cant-fix]

Lucy answers her door in a towel - George clearly couldn’t give a shit and easily answers her question.

Lucy comes back to both of them in the hall - Lockwood’s brain falls out of his head and he fails to reply properly to anything, choosing instead to stare at her and compliment his own towel on her.

[pierog]

C E R B E R U S

[sweetlyobservantoblivion]

Hey Tumblr, if y'all could make Anthony Lockwood/Cameron Chapman your new white boy of the month, I'd appreciate it cos I want a 2nd season!

The books slap, the show slaps; c'mon y'all, do your thing

[theborzoiarebackintown]

Vex is training to be an agility master (or maybe to just fuck up every tunnel she sees, it’s unclear at this point)

[awkwardchaosposts]

Icarus and his fool

Sherlock Holmes x Golden retriever!male reader (part 2)

TW: none

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Stroh, Baroque,Electric. Sherlock didn't like change but he had found an interest in the new selection of violins.

He was busy admiring a certain classic edition when something startled him.

What on earth was that noise?

"You" his gaze narrowed. It's like you were some curse haunting him. A very cheerful curse he had to admit.

But that only made it worse. It was obnoxious. No one had a reason to be that happy.

"Hi" you greeted with excitement. Meeting a busy man like Sherlock once was a happy coincidence. Meeting him twice was a miracle.

"What's this?" he raised an eyebrow at the card you not so sneakily tried to get in his pocket.

"My business card. You never called me about that interview"

"I never intended to"

He moved around the shop only to be followed by you like some persistent pest. "Why not? You said you'd think about it"

"Perhaps I lied"

"Why?"

Unlike Sherlock you found this little chase game rather amusing,following him around the shop without complaint. Blissfully unaware that you were the sole reason for the man's grumpiness.

"I have an Iq of 230. Why would I punish my intelligent brain with an interview" he said as if it was the most dreadfully boring thing.

Sherlock's hands trailed over the spines of the record players that were proudly displayed in the middle of the shop on well kept shelves. Distracting himself as he waited for an insult,a comeback,just something that would prove you're not as idiotically pleasant as you seemed.

Instead he got an amused "Ok" and the most dreadful sound as you tried out an instrument you managed to get your hands on.

"What on earth are you doing?"

"I'm making music"

He scoffed. How dare you slander the name of music like that?

"I guess we should add the meaning of music to the list of things you seemingly don't understand"

Your grin made him confused in ways that made his blood boil. Sherlock liked being in control. He could predict everyone's moves and know everything about them with just one look. But you. You were another story.

"I'll be taking that" he took the harmonica from you just as you were about to resume playing it

Your excitement shone like the sun.

"You're going to buy it for me?"

"What? No. Absolutely not"

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"Will that be all?" the cashier asked after putting the harmonica and violin in one bag.

"Yes" he muttered,avoiding your giddy smile.

Weak. His mind degraded himself as he handed the young lady at the counter his debit card.

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[stick-by-me]

Cute as they come!

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