#four legged friends

[orofeaiel]

Red Wolf (Canis rufus)

[alberta1st]

[blueiskewl]

The Ukrainian Army has captured tanks, armored vehicles, weapons and now a Russian military dog!

Meet the former Russian service dog nicknamed Kolbin. He was abandoned and survived heavy fighting in the Mykolaiv region of Ukraine where he was found by local residents. 

Kolbin is now doing his part for Ukraine!

[stfrancisprayer]

nixon + elmer buck + meatball 🐕

[beeduoo]

wonderful

[xx-sketchy-xx]

“we are so close to opposites, we must be the same!”

@sketchquill I love your oc so much actually though. They are so wonderful

[rabbit-exe]

rewatched exu calamity and brennan really rocked up to the critical role studio and said "I'm gonna hurt that paladin So Bad"

[local-meme-lord]

Damm Blotty

Be sneaky

Not going to lie always wanted to make this joke since found out about Omega

[duskymrel]

If any of y'all want to know what high school parties are actually like I just got back from one. No, we didn't do drugs or alcohol or grind up on one another. We pummeled each other with balloons and did the Hokey Pokey and the Macarena and the Cupid Shuffle and listened to 80's rock music. I performed a very dramatic theatrical performance with some of my friends as we sang I'm Just Ken together. We're not animals god damn 😭😭

[orofeaiel]

The Creation of Dog (after Michelangelo's The Creation of Adam)

[apocalyptic-dancehall]

tp-s!-era gijinka refs because i've been dying to do them for once. multiple versions too!

more details!! if you're not interested TOO BAD

- 5'1, average (if a bit short) height for his kind

- 20-21 years old by the time tp-s! takes place.

- i've said it multiple times, but i'll make it clear: the deranged result of splicing crab/craw worm genetics with that of a human's! resulting in these freaks <3

- although for whatever reason, he's not a mammal, or exactly one if we're being generous

- despite his strange looks, this is STILL that one yappity goofy dancing imbecile, except he has more limbs and swirly locks

- wears (apparently two pairs of) gloves for the specific purpose(s) of sparing people from the sight of bug hands™ (and protection from hazardous materials). imagine putting your hand in a bug's if it were human-sized. that's what it'd feel like.

- nothing's ever stopped science from making that new tail WORK. it's like a (freakishly long) third arm, and thankfully capable of bearing enough of anything despite its appearance. also prone to wagging like crazy

- ever since he's caught jack's eye, he wanted to impress him in more ways than one. unfortunately he manages to fall flat on his face in more ways than one as well. what little he and his employer have in common, absurd clothes are among them.

- to mirror his non-breathing gimmick in the game itself, he's got absurd lung capacity (also helps that he doesn't have a nose..) and o2 usage is delayed by about 5 seconds more

- plantigrade when he's got his boots on, digitigrade when they're off

- you know that trope where a character's hair is somehow compacted into a simpler shape? that's what's taking effect here

under the cut (at your own risk) vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv

(side-note: i really wanted to put in the drop-shaped appendages of a mantis shrimp around his lower back, but i think it'd kinda clutter the whole thing up ekejjaiak)

>> another thing i wanted to put in here but - again - didn't want my phone blowing up over was blood stuff. i figured it'd be like. a light teal/cyanish with amber specks. maybe it got a bit warmer/greener around the more "human-y" parts of his body and remained cool in the crabby spots.

[ruinikaido]

i wish i was as social i make myself out to be irl, more social than the average awkward inept tumblr user is still not social enough

[ialwaysknewyouwerepunk]

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[firedragon1321]

He squat.

[chiwithekiwi]

when rio and jeff find out that miles is spider-man, they worry about how much he's holding back from them. they both work in career fields that allow them to witness firsthand how being put in a situation like the one that miles is in can effect someone. after a few weeks of deliberating, they decide that giving him some extra support will ultimately be a good idea—they tell him that they want to get him an emotional support animal.

at first miles is unsure. he's not home unless it's a weekend, and it's not like he could house it in his dorm since it's not a service animal. being spider-man also steals away his evenings and nights. with all this in consideration they decide to get him a cat—void black with a single white marking around its nose and whiskers which he affectionately names milk—and somehow it works out. before long he's dropping by his parents' apartment at the end of his patrols to check in with her, and within a week milk begins to meet him at his bedroom window, same time every night. miles doesn't have the heart to leave after coming back, and so the routine sticks, with him falling asleep on his bed, still in his suit and milk curled up nearby. the following mornings will see him rushedly swinging across the skyline to make it to class on time, but it's worth it every time.

the rest of the gang adopt milk into their band as an honorary spider-person and insist that she is brought along to every get-together. milk puts up with all of the attention surprisingly well, and her favourite by far (besides miles) is pavitr—a fact that several of the group are extremely jealous of.

it's not long before miles realises that he can bring milk along with him to the spider society headquarters, which he immediately makes a habit of every weekend. miles asked to have a day pass collar made in advance of their first visit, which margo joyously got to work on and finished within a single hour. miles insists on taking photos of everyone petting milk, adding to an expanding collection in his phone gallery dedicated to milk that takes up at least half of his storage.

miguel takes one look at miles when he walks into his lab, sees milk curled up and sleeping away in the hood of his jacket, and realises that mayday now has competition in the department of 'cutest freeloader' around the hq. he resigns himself to the fact that the cat is now going to be yet another distraction, even as he ignores the flash of miles taking a photo when miguel scratches milk's chin.

[halffizzbin]

So my week-long task has been trying to identify a VERY small spider that’s living in my bathroom at work, because it was really good at hiding, had little in the way of obvious distinguishing marks or coloration, and was always backlit by the window and hard to photograph.

End of the week and I fucking DID IT.

(Warning for spider photos and also WAY more insight into this thought process than anyone needed or asked for)

Not perfect but the best I’ve managed so far lol. I narrowed the family down by the eye pattern and leg spines to Oxopidae/lynx spider, then the genus to Oxyepes because of shape, color, and general vibes, and the stripe from the eyes down to the ends of the chelicerae usually means Oxyepes salticus but I’m not 100% on that, her abdominal pattern is unclear.

Her name is Felix and she appears to be semi-permanently roommates with the other bathroom spider, who lives in the other corner of the window and is named Oscar because she’s gotten her webs all over everything.

Oscar is this one that I assumed was a wolf spider, until she started putting all the webbing down and setting up camp. Then I got a better look at her spinnerets and eyes and yeah I think she’s a grass spider. I mean she is fuckoff HUGE for a grass spider lol but that’s what I’m going with.

Now here’s Mavis because she’s prettier (SORRY) and also because this is the first time I’ve caught her un-hidden in weeks.

And then she started running away the instant I took the picture

Look at her go