#painted pawprints

[hayakokos]

HEHE... PEAKY SPARKLECATZ METHINKZ !! well. sorta sparklecats. sparklecat ish. BUT YES PEAKY IN TUMBLRCLAN !!

[danskjavlarna]

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Here's my gallery of unusual imagery from vintage college yearbooks.

[redwingedwolves]

We Tied the Knot!!!

We did it! We are officially married! I cannot believe this day has finally come, but it's here and omg I'm so freaking happy!!

@chickenwingexpert @definitelynotdabi

We did it! We really did it!!! I... I cannot put into words really how much I adore these two, and the simple fact that I now get to call them my husbands is simply more than I could have ever imagined. I have dreamt about this day for over a year now, and to have finally reached it is simply incredible.

Keigo, we have talked about this before and have been planning it for more than just our engagement. We've probably known we were committed for the long haul since we both realized just how in love we are. To think we're finally here, and we've finally taken that final step is simply beyond words and I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you!

Dabi, when you came into mine and Keigo's lives a little more than a year ago, I never would have imagined what you would eventually become to us. You have single-handedly made our lives complete, and we simply wouldn't be the same without you here. You are our third, our completing side. A triangle needs three sides to be whole, and you are that for us. We simply wouldn't be complete without you, Dabs, so thank you for joining us. For joining me.

I absolutely love you both, and I cannot thank you enough for choosing to stay with me for the rest of eternity. So here is to forever, my loves, until our last breaths and even the there after. I love you both!

[alwaysinstoryland]

He’s always gotta be where things are happening

[the-godly-hound]

[tazdrgaoneyetagain]

hello this is rj news/ref reporting to you live from Verizon Store Display Atblet

[redwingedwolvesafterdark]

# Tag List #

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General

🧡 #mike talks🐺💬 ~ text tag

🧡 #snarls and growls🐺🗯 ~ vent tag

🧡 #.answering howls🐺💌 ~ ask tag

🧡 #painted pawprints🖌🐾 ~ art tag

🧡 #written pawprints🖋🐾 writing tag

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Blog

🧡 #thinkin' 'bout you and me🐺💭 ~ imagines tag

🧡 #and that's my queue🐺📣 ~ queue tag

🧡 #us against the world🐺💢 ~ negativity tag

🧡 #sending you my love🐺🫶 ~ positivity tag

🧡 #ask and ye shall receive 🐺❔ ~ ask games

🧡 #tastes like spice🐺🌶 ~ nsft tag

🧡 #tw: | #cw: ~ trigger tags - fill in the blank

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Selfship

🧡 #the wolf🐺🐾 ~ S/I tag

🧡 #the birb™🧡💕 ~ Keigo tag

🧡 #hot stuff💙🔥 ~ Dabi tag

🧡 #-🦅 ~ posts by Keigo

🧡 #-🔥 ~ posts by Dabi

🧡 #winged wolves🐺🦅 ~ me/Keigo

🧡 #hell hounds🐺🔥 ~ me/Dabi

🧡 #flying devil dogs🐺🦅🔥 ~ me/Keigo/Dabi

🧡 #i ship it like fedex🐺💟 ~ other's selfships

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[portablepanda]

Concrete

My entry for the #concrete prompt on #sketchaday from 29th March 2023! Oh noes, someone walked right through it!

[jedi-hawkins]

Callsign: Omega

post-s3 finale head cannons (spoilers, duh)

Omega, she’s become one of the most famous pilots for the rebellion.

She names her x-wing “Havoc 5” for her brothers

Of course it has their ct numbers written across the back, right behind the cockpit, for they’re always watching her six. She can't see them when she's flying, and frankly doesn't look at the worn numbers there every day, but they're there always.

The belly of her x-wing is covered in tally marks. The blue ones are for each clone she’s helped free, an ohmage to a clone her brother Echo told her about, ARC-5555. The black ones are for every other being she's helped free. And the red ones, those are for the lives that have passed on and become one with the Force.

On part of her landing gear is a blue pawprint.

On her helmet she only has five things painted, a knife, a crosshair, a tooka doll, a handprint, and a pair of goggles.

On the shoulder of her flight suit, she adds another CF 99 patch, just like the one on her jacket.

She goes by callsign “Omega” for she is the last. The end. The final thing her enemies will see, the last thing the Empire will feel as it falls. She is the being that brings an end to the suffering that so many clones have faced as wards of the Empire when she shows up to liberate them. Omega.

Bonus: The first time she returns to Pabu, Hunter immediately notices the nose art she's chosen to paint on her shuttle, the one built from the Marauder's salvage. It's a stark replica of the nose art that once adorned the original ship, back in the Clone Wars. His stomach plummets and he can't even find the words. As his daughter strolls down the ramp, she immediately bursts into laughter at the look on his face.

Her brothers, Crosshair and Wrecker stroll into the courtyard, the larger of the two asking loudly, "What's so funny, 'Meg?"

"I think that is what's so funny." The lankier one replies, gesturing to the nose of the shuttle with his left hand. He's forgone his prosthetic today. Some days he wears it, others he chooses to wear his cap with pride.

Wrecker scratches his beard and both his eyes widen, "WAIT- IS THAT?"

"So, it would seem." Crosshair says, placing a toothpick between his lips. "Breathe, Hunter." He says pointedly at his brother, who still looks like a deer caught in headlights.

"I-uhh. It's good to have you home, Omega." He finally stutters out.

He wraps his arms around her tightly as always, but his eyes are still glued to the hull of her shuttle. "Done some decorating, I see?"

"Yeah." She replies simply, giving Wrecker and Crosshair their own due hugs. "You like it?"

"It certainly is... something." Hunter gets out, stumbling over his words yet again.

"I found the image in some old Republic files we recovered, it reminded me of something I saw as a kid, but I don't remember where." She says, coming to stand beside Hunter again.

"Ehhh... Omega." Her father groans, running a hand through his greying hair. "Do you... Do you remember what the Marauder looked like when we first met?"

She turns to him. "No, why do you ask?"

Hunter finally peels his eyes away from the shuttle to face his daughter. "That picture you found... That was... That was the Marauder, that's where you know it from. You only saw it once. We scrubbed it off as soon as we decided to come back to Kamino for you."

"Really? I had no recollection." Omega tries to stop the grin from spreading across her face, but she can't help it, and Hunter, still perceptive as always scoffs at her.

"Why you little..." He growls at her, stifling his own laughter.

"I think she knows..." Crosshair chimes in, running his hand through his silver locks.

Wrecker's jaw drops, "Wait, you know where that's from?"

Omega shakes her head at her brothers. "Of course I know, I never forgot how awkward you all were when I asked about it. It didn't click exactly why until I found that old picture. Thought I'd bring it back for old time's sake, eh Hunter?"

Hunter's eyes widen as words escape him once again.

"Kidding," Omega teases. "I just wanted to see what your reaction would be."

Crosshair steps closer to the shuttle to examine the paint job. "Though this has been wildly entertaining, it might be best for you to scrub it, 'Mega."

Omega crosses her arms. "Why? You did it first little brother."

His eyes narrow at his sister, he's the only one she ever pulls that with and though he secretly loves it, she can't know that. "I mean it." He says sternly, pointing his toothpick at her. "Otherwise, Hunter is going to have an aneurysm every time you come home."

Omega looks to the clone beside her, just barely an inch shorter than her now. She places a hand on his shoulder, "Of course I'll scrub it. Echo thought the idea was hilarious. Plus, it gave me an opening to show you this."

She gently reaches into her bag and brings out a holoframe, turning it so Hunter can see. It looks just like any other quick photo taken in a Republic shipyard. Troopers are milling around in the back, by the looks of the landscape it might've been Ryloth. The focus of the photo, however, is a black Omicron-class attack shuttle and five clone commandos posed in front of it in red and black armor.

Their helmets are off, their faces young and confident, proud of their most recent mission. Though, the sniper has a rifle held in his right hand, and the one crouched in front doesn't have his goggles on. But it's clear who it is, all five of them. And on the nose of the attack shuttle behind them, is the striking portrait of the last senator of Naboo.

[sliebman10]

Second Chance

The door looked the same as it always had. Chipped white paint, a tarnished knocker in the shape of a wolf’s head James had bought as a housewarming present. The worn mat with a pawprint on it. He felt like he was falling into a memory.

Sirius bit his lip and knocked. The door opened and there he was. The same as always. Well, a little more grey streaked into his golden brown curls, a few more lines around his eyes. But still the same.

They stared at each other for a moment. 

“Hi Moony,” Sirius said softly.

Remus blinked and stood aside so he could come in. “I can’t believe you’re here.” 

“I can’t either,” Sirius admitted.

“How’s Harry?”

“Freaked out. I wanted to stay with him but…” Sirius sighed and smiled sadly at Remus. 

Remus reached out and put his hand on Sirius’s shoulder, a gesture that surprised them both. “He’ll be ok,” Remus said, more to reassure Sirius than because he really believed it. 

Remus showed Sirius to the guest room, without looking at him. They both felt the sudden tension between them. 

When it was time for dinner, Remus started working on it and Sirius joined him in the kitchen. They cooked using a mixture of magic and Muggles techniques, just like old times. Remus flicked on the wireless and an old Beatles song came on that they both started singing to, almost without thinking about it. 

After dinner, they sat in the living room. Sirius sat on the opposite end of the sofa but he really wanted to snuggle into Remus’s side like he used to. He didn’t know if he was allowed. There was so much he didn’t know. He could feel the weight of the past twelve years in between them.

When they got up to go to bed, they separated without saying a word. 

Sirius fell asleep quickly, but inevitably woke in a cold sweat in the middle of the night. He sat up, trying to catch his breath. 

And then Remus was there, putting his arms around Sirius, pulling him close. Sirius leaned into him, matching his breathing until the aftershocks of the nightmare melted away. 

“I missed you so much,” Remus said, into his damp hair. 

“Me too, Moony,” Sirius whispered. “Do you think we could…try again?”

Word Count: 387

@wolfstarmicrofic

[hellenhighwater]

Whats the sweetest/ cutest thing each of your cats has done recently?

Malice, who has a long-standing interest in Outside Noises, has taken it upon herself to start close observation of our local snowplows. She is very cuddly, but no matter how well-situated she is, if she hears the distinctive grating sound of a plow turning onto our block, she will immediately post up at the window in order to watch them pass. And then she returns for more cuddles, of course, she's not completely ditching her responsibilities.

Vice stepped on wet paint earlier this week--the threshold between the kitchen and sunroom needed a touchup, and since I had the trim paint out anyways I just did it. Vice found out the hard way (and I cleaned up a little white pawprint and did some peet washing) and he definitely didn't like it, since he spent the next 48 hours sneaking up to that doorway and then vaulting over the threshold with far more agility than necessary.

[hayakokos]

good great ol dump

[etherati]

My first bind for another writer! This is Whiter Fang by Doubledog, in which Trevor and Sypha are a hunter and scholar without their soldier, Alucard is a wolf that isn't a wolf, and literally everyone knows what's going on except for Trevor. And it is hecking hilarious. So happy with so many aspects of this--the HTV worked much better this time, and the edge gilding turned out lovely, and the charms are so cute and perfect. And when I saw the endpapers with the yellow googly eyes on one side, I couldn't resist.

Details under cut.

Typeset in Word, printed on French Smart White 80lb text, in Sylfean. Inside titles in Charlemagne Std, drop caps in TypographerWoodcutInitialsOne, cover titles in Gill Sans Ultra Bold Condensed with some raster editing. Animal Prints font for the pawprint. HTV is Siser, cut with cricut, applied with home iron. Endpapers are from a retro pop art paper pack, bookcloth is generic BbH, and edge painting done with FW acrylic ink in Imitation Gold.

[redwingedwolves]

@chickenwingexpert

Happy Anniversary, birb! Today marks four years that we have been together(two irl and I cannot believe that either).

Four years doesn't seem like a long time, but we were also friends for a few years before that too so it definitely feels like longer. I've said this before, I think, and I'll probably say it again, but if I had known that walking into on-coming traffic would have made the biggest positive change in my life to date, I would have done it a lot sooner. lol

You didn't just save me from injury back then, you introduced me to the man who would become damn near everything to me. I love you, Keigo. More than I ever originally thought possible. I love you. More than any words in any language could possibly describe. I love you. More than I have ever loved anyone ever before(beyond one other). I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

And you once said you would say these words until I got sick of them, but birdie, I'm still waiting. I love hearing you say them, over, and over, and over, and over again. I don't think I'll ever grow tired of hearing them. Let alone saying them myself.

Love to me before was a fickle thing. It was fleeting and it usually always meant heartbreak. And I'd be lying if I ever said that you haven't broken my heart at least once, but you have been the one person to always make sure you were still there to help me put the pieces back together. You stuck with me, thick and thin, through it all.

You have been with me from my lowest moments to my highest and you have lifted me up when I couldn't stand, and raised me higher when I finally could. You have been my rock, my shoulder, my shelter, and my home. You are home to me now. Home is no longer a place it is a person. Wherever you are, birb, I am home.

You are my home.

You are my everything.

And I cannot wait until the day finally comes that we exchange vows and official become each other's everything. We've already committed, birdie. Now we just gotta make the date. lol

I am yours, Keigo. Truly, utterly, and wholly. And just the same you are mine. I know you are because you have shown it and said it enough times that it's tattooed inside my very veins at this point.

We are each other's.

And I really wouldn't have it any other way.

So here's to four absolutely amazing years together, Keigo. And to many many more to come. Thank you for saving me, and thank you for showing me what love really means.

I love you, Keigo.

Forever and always, until the day that I no longer draw breath.

I love you.

[wolfdogstuff]

some fun therian stuff to do

journaling or scrapbooking about your thoughts, feelings, and experiences as a therian. lmk if you want me to make a post going more in depth abt this

yarn tails!! their are many ways to do this, i like to look for tutorials on pinterest

decorate old clothing you don't use anymore with stuff that reminds you of your kin type. ex: i like to distress old clothes and use fabric paint or markers to add stuff such as pawprints, sketches resembling canines, canine puns, etc. i can also go more in depth if you want

make arm warmers with toe beans! there are plenty of tutorials for arm warmers made from socks and sweater sleeves, i suggest following those. for the toe beans you could simply draw them on or paint them using fabric markers or paint. a sharpie might work too. or!! you could use stuffing and some extra fabric to make 3d toe beans. also foam! lmk if you want more ideas for the toe beans or a tutorial on how i do it

decorate your collars! add pins, patches, charms, etc

decorate your food bowl using paint

sew simple fabric ears or clip on ears to a hoodie

go for walks in areas that remind you of your element and identify the plants and creatures around. i like to use books and apps for this

make nature potions! get mason jars and just have fun adding various stuff such as grass, rocks, mud, etc.

make embroidery bracelets or kandi bracelets! add little charms or lettering to them centered around therian stuff. i have some kandi bracelets that say stuff such as "woof" on them :) i also make embroidery bracelets with colors reminding me of my kintypes and element

make a kandi collar!!

decorate a simple backpack with markers!! add some fabric ears at the top or add a little yarn tail. i also love to make patches and pins :) charms are fun as well. just go ham!

paint or sketch pictures of your kintype(s). how you imagine yourself looking, etc.

[hollyhomburg]

Before I Leave You (Pt. 53)

(Sneak Peek)(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)

Summary: A snippet of the future- a flash forward- in which you and jimin reach an...agreement. 

Tags: pleasure dom Jimin, pillow princess m/c, oral (f. receiving), fingering, knotting, talks of gender and sex, Talks of killing people, talking ill of the dead, assassin! jimin, implied autistic! jimin, Flash Forwards, intentionally vague moments

W/c: 7.770

A/n: please be patient with me regarding the rut chapter ie the chapter after this one! i’m visiting my brother next week in LA so!!! things will take some time. hopefully this little jimin nugget will tide you over. although this isn’t the most unique sex chapter i do really like it. in the meantime! recommend me some stuff to do in la! i’m hoping it’s going to be a restful trip but ngl...it’s not looking great.... i don’t like planning things that other people are going to potentially not enjoy 😠 i’m meant to be a passenger princess threw and threw 

Previous Chapter - Masterlist

Chapter 53: I’d do Worse (Sneak Peak)

Jimin promptly takes one of the tubes of paint, a light blue- the same light blue that you ended up painting the upstairs bathroom, and squishes it out onto the canvas below you. Near your hand but not on it.

The breath you were holding rushes out in a single jagged laugh, “Okay, now I’m lost- I thought the whole point of the plastic and drop cloths was not to get paint on them.”

The look he shoots you asks you to suspend your disbelief. Especially once he starts doing that to all the other colors. He continues to drop careful splotches of paint around you. Enough that it would take a lot of concentration to get out of the room without tracking dark blue or pink or yellow or red halfway across the house.

You wonder what exactly Jimin plans to do to you. Paint included. He puts out a spurt of yellow paint on your side and then another. 

Surely sooner rather than later, noodle is going to wander in here in search of a pool of sunlight, track his paws or tail through the paint, and leave pawprints everywhere throughout the house. Yoongi will probably complain about them, but you might make him keep them instead of washing them away. 

When he’s finished, Jimin turns a yellow tube over in his hands. Back and forth, the cap flashing like a rising and setting small yellow sun. jimin’s voice is low when he speaks, near reverent. “You’re the first woman I was ever with- that I ever knew I was with.” 

It’s an admission and an admonishment, one that you and the rest of your pack have been tiptoeing around. Even though Tae’s a woman now- she hadn’t always been- at least not in a way the pack could compensate for. While new lines in the sand are drawn that doesn’t mean the old lines totally fade away. It will take a few more cycles of low and high tide to completely grow used to this.

Jimin fiddles with a small red tube of paint. “I’m a rigid person, I know I am. i don’t like change most of the time and I know, I know things shouldn’t be so planned, I know that’s not the way things usually go but-” You nuzzle close to Jimin, and his words extinguish into a sigh, his hands coming up to your sides, the same place he always likes to hold, between your shoulder blade and your ribcage.

“But you need them to be this way sometimes. Planned? so you can make sure everything’s done right” You press. 

He bristles, “If you’re expecting me not to say that I want everything to be perfect when I can make it that way then-”

“You’re such a control freak Minnie.” you say it with a smile, playing your fingers through some of the milky pink white, feeling the tackiness between your fingers.

“You don’t hate it?”

You shrug. “Jin’s that way too sometimes. So no, I guess I don’t hate it. Maybe it’s just because I like- really fucking hate making decisions.”

He grimaces, but Jimin’s eyes dart from your face down to your crossed legs. settling on something. “Do you care if those clothes get dirty?”

“A little- I like these shorts.”

“then you should take them off.” your heart thuds as jimin leans over you, tugging on the strap of your Tanktop with his teeth, lips pressed to the bare skin of your shoulder, dragging them down. He plays at being sexy but decides not to be, settling for leaning his cheek on your shoulder and watching you. 

“I had kind of this stupid idea, if you don’t want to do it just say so. This is every shade of pink that we ever painted the house. Tae’s favorite color is pink- and the canvas- i thought it might be nice to have like- some art in her library room- that’s what I meant about making it planned.”

“Are you saying you want to make sex art or something?” Jimin blushes yet again. You should be keeping track of how many times he has and use them for leverage. 

“You know gift giving is like, my second love language if that bullshit is to be believed and-”

“-Oh my god you actually do want to make sex art.”

Coming Saturday May 6th at 5pm EST (Time Zone Adjustments Below)