#big doggo

[angiemaniac]

Made a self insert for an upcoming campaign I'll be playing with friends! Our self inserts get isekai'd into DND and we'll be doing chaos together. This is Azura Masigla - my storm sorcerer.

Also featuring Harper. Aka, my dog

[tweakdemo]

My neighbor Woby

[alpaca-dave]

Boo, that giant Great Dane should have won the 2023 National Dog Show

[lydyova]

[ekleipsi]

paws to slide along crunchy leaves and earthly grounds alike , yet no sound to resonate from beneath massive shape dragging itself in between trees and brushes alike. muddy fur blending in , with mother nature's sheet of color variations , offered to be found in the sheer wilderness only. followed scent rotten and acid to the nostrils , that drives one forward and pushes onwards , suspecting a trap or foul method of hunting , that gaia herself would not approve of. soundless the hunter among hunters , yet to a halt he finds himself to slide into , as source of poisonous scent , shapes into trained vision.

from beyond the other side of the clearing , does amarok stand. with shoulders broad and fur on the rise , yet an attack he could not strike. ( this one was no regular hunter. ) the night has only begun , and he has already encountered something of peculiar nature. tail gives a sway , yet remains in distance from another. perhaps not quite having figured out , what he has come face to face with here. distant the sound of another pair of footsteps , that vaguely smells of .. equine origin ? how ?

a snap of teeth , and snort heaves. swift , nightfall hunter turns on his paws and slides just as soundlessly as he has appeared before another , back into the shelter of the approaching night. just in time , before war's steed would arrive , to drag severed head back toward the residence.

// ( iskander&keelut. )

--- Lizard is...rather fond of the forest. Of plant life in general, though it is flowers in particular that he loves- bright ones, at that. While they were slightly more rare while out in the thickened wild of the forest like this, finding them was always a treasure. If he could manage to keep them alive? Well, that was even better though far more rare than simply finding them. Unfortunately for the hydra, there were not a great many living and mortal things that could so easy exist in his presence.

--- While access to his more primal form, and even his beast form, was kept secreted away with the key that was his tooth, his innate abilities as the poison head were a constant around his figure. Just so, it was his rarity that had him caged in palace walls and rarely allowed out of the comfort of residence to seek freedom- an irony in itself, he couldn't help but think, as he couldn't even reunite or shift without the tooth that War incarnate held close.

--- Moments like these were rare...few, and far between. Often his time out was split between Wulfe, a high officer to War's will, and Oleander...mighty steed, himself. He'd insist he didn't need a babysitter, but complaints always fell upon deaf ears...and no others were permitted to watch him. Quiet moments in the forest like this were rare and well received- especially so as the sun was setting and disappearing beneath the horizon.

--- Hydra's gaze followed it low while Oleander was checking the perimeter behind them, erstwhile across the clearing, gaze lay heavy upon piercing and glowing hues just beyond the tree line. A shiver ran up his spine, then back down, in raw fear at what a monstrous creature could possess such eyes- but even so, curiosity tugged at the best of him. As soon as a branch snapped beneath a foot, it was as if the creature's own curiosity broken and they disappeared once more into the trees.

--- ' Hey! Wait, what- ' brows furrowed, glancing behind him with a huff and a frown. To leave Oleander like this would...warrant some measure of discipline, for both himself and the steed- did he want to risk as much, when found again? Lip was bit, sharp enough to draw darkly colored blood, liquid springing to surface. With Oleander still not in the immediate vicinity ( though, was that the snapping of twigs in his return? ), Iskander couldn't resist quickly jogging after the large figure.

--- Eyesight wasn't so good in the dark, contrary to the opinions of scholars and the moment he'd met the treeline and breached its threshold, he'd all but lost any sort of idea of where he was at. A few more feet in, and he'd completely lost himself- though that certainly meant he'd lost War's steed, as well. ' You in here? What are you, your eyes are real bright... ' he hummed in thought, with little fear about his safety and well being- Iskander's entire body was a weapon, when called upon, blunt words spilling out and begging answer as he disappeared further and further into the darkening forest, the night and the moon cresting higher overhead. ' Damnit... '

[harukirai]

Just an appreciation post for Ambrosia & Torgal, that it.

Im so happy they gave her a hero arc. I was scared chocobo's will be removed all together.

Also, be sure to pet torgal after every fight, he deserve love🥲

[bea-stie]

who is READY?? cause i am not

this year i have a goal of drawing around 30 characters 

[babyanimalgifs]

He’s 190lbs but still scared of EVERYTHING

(Source)

[zerosuitsammi3]

It's Sunday, you know what that means

Soup Sunday

Not Soup Edition 😝😝😝 y'all get Ivy instead this week

[hyperwombat]

I love this dog!!!

Bond Forger being relatable in Spy x Family Season 2 Episode 2

[krumpkin]

This is great to see 😊

[alpaca-dave]

Irish Wolfhound

We came across this Irish Wolfhound at the Pet Expo on the weekend. A very unusual/uncommon kinda dog around here. Very neat!

[mothsaresc4ry]

Enid: *enters through the front door of the big, recently renovated mansion, looking a little frazzled*

Wednesday: *peaks around the corner of the kitchen, her eyes meeting Enid's* I see you have returned. It's pretty late, which means that you were.. accepted? *moves over to Enid, knife and a towel in hand, she gives Enid a peck on the lips, only now seeing the blood splatters on her beloved, she raises an eyebrow*

Enid: *closes the door behind her, still panting heavily* I did get the job.. for like five minutes.. before I kinda— sorta — definitely — accidentally wolfed out.. and maybeeee massacred the whole office

Wednesday: *steps closer, slightly intrigued* Impressive.. what triggered it?

Enid: *shrugs and pulls out a stress ball covered in saliva* They asked me if I was a team player.. and they gave me this.. it just happened-

Wednesday: *smirks, sending shivers through Enid's spine* tell me more..

Enid: I think I dismembered one of them..

Wednesday: *puts her hands on Enid's waist after setting both items in her hand aside* you dismembered someone? You are magnificent.. you let the beast out *breathes in* you smell like... fear — violence.. and printer ink... it's intoxicating

Enid: *laughs nervously* Are you turned on right now?

Wednesday: deeply.

Wednesday: leave the blood on and get into bed. I'll be there in a minute.

[havonte]

Wild T.O.P vs dogs

[out-on-the-road]

Pip in Big Sur, California

[vintage-tigre]

I AM a good boy: affurmations for a ruff day