#barks

[dalhund]

sometime between age 10-13 I completely believed I was physically nonhuman, a werewolf specifically. I remember telling one of my friends, with a very serious and hushed tone, saying they weren't allowed to tell anyone else. I remember being distressed that I hadn't "unlocked the ability to transform yet", and I spent so much time in the forest and around dogs to make myself feel better. I remember desperately reading anything werewolf related online in some attempt to understand why I couldn't transform. I remember sneaking out at night to go into the forest and howl.

looking back on memories like these, I'm never sure whether I was actually experiencing delusions or whether it was due to my DID. it wasn't scary to me or anything at the time, just distressing that my body didn't match what I felt. in an odd way I almost miss the feeling? it felt almost carefree to be so detached from reality.

[howlsnteeth]

You've honestly been such a huge part of me discovering I was a therian and an inspiration to my art

I remember scrolling through pinterest one time and I saw your art and the like- pixel art-eque style with the red backgrounds, black silhouetted dogs, the messy lineart, bared fangs the multiple rings around the eyes- and most importantly was the captions you'd write, the quotes and I just remember instantly feeling like I was understood cause your art had themes of feeling unholy and like a monster and feeling like there was something inside that felt like it could come out at any second and the fear that had all while communicated through your drawing of canines

It was such a huge moment for me because it wasn't just like "I relate, that's so me" it was like- idk a realization but I didn't really like- explore it too much, that feeling. Instead I just tried to find the artist who drew stuff like that and ended up following you on tumblr and I became obsessed with canine venting and canine poetry

I'd start a vent account and reblog a lot of that type of stuff (including artists like dappermouth and savanthunder) and eventually I think I'd come to realize I might be a hellhound

I've deleted that tumblr since then but I've made a new one to explore and express being a hellhound. I just wanted to thank you cause your art truly has been super iconic to me and I think I'll always remember your style and those few pieces of your art that was on pinterest that inspired me. Your art is just super personal to me and means a lot 😭

I'm not trying to idolize or glaze you anything, I just wanted you to know cause it's been like 7 years now and I still remember your art like I had just discovered it yesterday!

But yea, sorry for the long read, hope you have a good day! And thank you, for everything!

holy shit this means a lot to me thank you sm!!!!!!! happy hellhound days!!!!!

[doggirlhen]

[rowlfthedog]

He is everything to me.

[femmesaint]

canine tumblr tag urself

[diypup]

being told to “stop fucking struggling”… dreamy sigh <3 <3 <3

[plushfuckerbait]

[jackalspine]

danny warrior cats au for the drawing thing

you always know what to say <3

Too bad I’m the worst and completely did not see this ask for like. A month.

Anyways. blood rushed to my head and I had to draw @mossydoodles ‘s dp cat AU

Hehe idk why but I ALWAYS forget how fun cats are to draw EVERY FUCKN TIME I stop and am always astonished abt it all over again

🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

The guy boy <3

[wereouppy]

not a human but mildly fascinated by what they do. look at those guys go

[tylermaxxine]

monday morning coffee and princess norm!

[ehlihr]

Dnd npcs prequel (20 years pre campaign) and sequel (5 years post campaign)

[doggirlhen]

they should make shopping for cables easier i think. there should be a service where you pick the ends, you pick the length of cable, you pick the like. color and texture of the cable (shitty plastic, nicely woven, bare metal, whatever) and then they make it and ship it to you for a reasonable fee

[obsob]

mood board for doing any sort of task

[rowlfthedog]

If one more person tags this post as “Q-Slur” (that’s just my identity!) or is mean to Miss Piggy (I have blocked multiple people over this on The One Post!) or tells me “You Forgot so-and-so” (No I Did Not! This is a muppets blog! The post was exclusively about Kermit the Frog and to Kermit the Frog it shall return) I am going to flip my lid!!! I apologize but the traffic on this post is making me absolutely bonkers. No more reblogs!!! Please. And Tgank You. Here is your adorable fuzzy pal Grover as a replacement for the original post. Good grief.

[pinkchevyimpala]

KISS, johnnie guilbert

reader has a panic attack

' i used to wait in my room for a single sign from you say i hate you cause i knew that you would never love me too '

female reader , assault , panic attacks , enemies to lovers? kinda sorta , johnnie being a cutie , swearing , drinking , fluff anymore lmk !

y/n readjusted her shirt as she downed another shot, the liquid burning her throat. she grinned at the man in front of her, "another one, please!" she exclaimed. the man, she had literally just met, nodded and poured whatever type of concoction he had made previously, into a shot glass.

their fingers connected as she removed the glass from his hand, downing it yet again. "what's your name?" the older man yelled over the music, y/n shook her head. "why does it matter?" she shouted back, her voice laced with worry.

"because, you're a pretty girl. of course i want to know a pretty girls name." he spoke, looking deep into her eyes. a shiver ran down her spine, "um, no thank you. i think i'll go and find my friends." she replied, taking a step back. the man grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer towards him.

"stop it, let go of me!" she yelped, he shoved a hand over her mouth, eyes drawing towards them. "there are 50 fucking people in this room. if you don't shut up, i swear, i'll kill you."

y/n took her chance, biting his hand. "you fucking bitch!" he groaned in pain, holding his hand to his chest. she quickly ran off, tears streaming down her face.

all of a sudden, her face collided with someones chest. "fuck." she mumbled, rubbing her nose. "watch where you're going." she choked, still sobbing.

"what-- y/n?" she heard a familiar voice. she looked up to see him, the bane of her fucking existence. "what do you want?" she managed to choke out, her throat closing up.

"what happened, why are you crying?" he spoke softly, holding his hands on her shoulders. "i.. i don't know. but.. he... then." y/n mumbled, her hands shaking violently. "let's go outside, yeah?" johnnie lead her out to the front, where there were only two or so people.

he sat her down on the porch, before leaning down in front of her at eye level. "i'm scared." y/n blurted out, bobbing her knee up and down. she placed her hands in her hair, then moving them to her knee, then back to her hair, then to her nails, picking at them, then--

"god here- just hold my hand." johnnie ushered, taking her hand in his. "are you okay y/n?" he questioned, looking her in the eyes, "you're shaking. what can i do? let me help you."

"i want to go home. please." she sighed, tears streaming down her face. "okay, i'll ask jake. stay here, don't move." he smiled, placing his hands on her knees as a way of reassuring her.

"no, please don't leave me." she nearly yelled, pulling on his hand. "okay, okay i won't. calm down. i wont let anything happen to you, i swear." he spoke, pulling out his phone and presumably texting jake.

a few moments later, a car pulled up in front of the two. a full car. "jake, dude. i thought it was just you?" johnnie questioned, dragging the smaller girl towards the car with him, his arm wrapped around her waist. "i can't just leave them here drunk, johnnie." his friend replied, unlocking the car for them to get in.

"where is she supposed to sit?" johnnie asked, jake shrugged. "is y/n okay man? what did you do to her, jesus christ." he continued, looking at the small girl, of whom was looking all over, still vigorously shaking.

"what if y-" johnnie started, pointing to his lap. "if you seriously propose that i sit on your lap, i will kill you." y/n mugged him, standing outside of the car.

"oh my god. just get in." jake groaned, his head falling back. y/n looked around a final time, before huffing and sitting on top of johnnies lap. she slammed the door shut, a string of curses falling from her lips. "don't slam my doors!" jake yelled, y/n flinched. "don't yell at me!" she shouted back.

"just drive." johnnie muttered, jake pulled out of the driveway. "we never speak of this again, do you hear me?" y/n inquired, johnnie nodded, as well as jake.

johnnies hands were moving all around, not knowing where to place them without making her feel uncomfortable. "not that i'm enjoying this, but could you move your hands?" she questioned, grabbing his hands and placing them down onto her thighs.

"i never noticed your back dimples piercing, it's cute." johnnie complimented, trying not to keep the awkward silence. "thankyou." she smiled, playing with the rings on his fingers.

"we're here." jake revealed, his car hauling to a stop. "i'll take you in." johnnie offered, y/n nodded. he followed behind her as they walked up the steps to her apartment. she sighed, unlocking her door with the keys she kept under her plant pot.

"want me to come in?" he asked, y/n replying by pulling him inside by his wrist. she took in a long, deep breath, leaning over the counter. "you um, you never told me what happened." he brought up, she looked over at him.

"i'm gonna shower and get changed. can you wait here?" she asked, completely ignoring what he had just said. "uh yeah, i'll order some food, or something." he replied, y/n nodded and walked into her bathroom.

after she got warm into her pyjamas, she towel dried her hair, before walking back into the living room. she sat down next to johnnie, pulling a blanket over the two of them. "why did you help me johnnie?" she asked.

"i just, i don't know. i can't tell you." he commented, she shook her head, "of course you can tell me, you just don't want to."

"you wouldn't understand." he mumbled, fiddling with his fingers. "please, tell me." she echoed, moving closer to him.

"i love you, y/n. i love you so much and- and you don't feel the same way. and i genuinely don't know why but my brain just goes blank when i look at you. and i just love you so much, but-"

"shut the fuck up."

the kiss was slow and full of love, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "i love you." y/n spoke, "so much."

"i can't pretend anymore. it's you. it's always been you. and i know i can be a bitch, but it's just because i knew- well i thought that you would never love me too." she confessed, looking deep into his blue eyes.

"can you stay here tonight? please." y/n spoke, he nodded, following her to her room. she switched off the lights, flicking her lamp on, and lay on the right side of the bed. he got in next to her, she lay her head on his chest, close to his heart, listening to it beating.

"never figured you for this much of a cuddler." johnnie smiled, she flicked his forehead. "that really hurt!" he yelled sarcastically, she giggled, as his hands moved towards her waist. "johnnie, no." she grinned, moving away. he smirked, tickling her waist. "stop!" she exclaimed, straddling his waist.

"your eyes are really pretty up close." she admitted, looking down at him. "oh yeah?" he spoke, messing with a piece of her hair, wrapping it around his pointer finger.

"you're really pretty." johnnie also admitted, she blushed, leaning down and kissing him. the two kissed for a few minutes, before she pulled away. "okay, stop. before i can't sleep." she giggled, pulling off of him, taking her place next to him.

"will you still be here when i wake up?" johnnie asked, she smiled and nodded, "of course i will. goodnight, johnnie."

"goodnight, y/n."