#rip🐾

[meegan420]

Tolkien and Nichole South Park/South Paws 🐾

[infernal-feminae]

@the-smallest-star said: Should Gritt be concerned about the girl excitedly squeeing over demons in the coffee place? Probably. But he's getting his dang coffee and looking to leave them be. He needs to be at the signing in an hour or so.

Ember was in Heaven.

Well, she knew she was actually in Hell, but it was a demonic paradise for a proud monsterfucker like her. Every demon she came across was just so fucking hot, she couldn't help but squeal over them. Speaking of-

Upon spotting Gritt she ran up to him excitedly. "OMG! You're like, soooo fucking hot. I totally dig your cool guy vibes." And his hair looked so soft and silky...

[thegroovyskull]

Lapearl jumpscare

[shopcat]

i like how they try to be like the town of gravity falls is so nothing and no one goes or lives there and there's nothing to do and it sucks. as if they don't have a bowling alley arcade entire theatre museum A FULL PROPER LAKE festival grounds a movie theatre a laser tag place a singing animatronic pizza place mini golf a diner a mexican place an entire mall and a local pool PLUS beautiful woods and a fun mystery tourist trap. like what the fuck are you talking about. when the small town i grew up in got a kfc we literally had a party. when we got a 7/11 for the next year everyone went "have you been to the 7/11". i literally wish i was gravity falls. like they have all the entertainment amenities of a small city AND hot old men live there?!

[pegasusdrawnchariots]

To answer your thoughts on the "eat a fruit" scene: I think it's something about the fact that eating something at someone's house means that you consider that house your friend and trust them, and thus the Count refusing repeatedly to eat anything despite Mercedes' attempts makes it quite clear that he does not consider the Morcerf family a friend! Personally I think it's more about Fernand than it is about Mercedes, but I think Mercedes interpreted it as Edmond saying that he doesn't trust her, specifically (that might also be true; I think the Count/Edmond, for the most of the book, was trying to convince himself that he hated or was neutral at best towards Mercedes, but despite it all he can't help but care about her. Refusing to eat the fruit and honor their hospitality and friendship he's probably also trying to convince himself that Mercedes is not his friend but his enemy)

Okay wow sorry that got long, I forgot how much I love this book lmao

Nothing to be sorry for, friend! I love this book too & could read analysis of it all day ^_^

Ooh yes, I see what u mean! I agree that it was partly about Fernand, especially while Monte Cristo was out circulating in the party & everyone could see him Not Eating & gossip about it (even though when the news got back to Mercédès, she mentioned feeling insulted as the hostess. So it was definitely partly a snub).

But then when they're alone in the garden, no-one is there to witness how insistently Monte Cristo refuses even a bite! ...except Mercédès. It's no longer a public snub against the house of Morcerf — it's personal, his animosity extends to her, & he wants her to know it. Going on yr parenthesis, it seems to me now a very clear "we are not friends, no matter the past we share" message (although Mercédès is Mercédès & she is not one to take that lying down lol)

[edwardslostalchemy]

No more boops 🐾 🥺

[luckydog251616]

You in my blurred memories

{Yes, I am back with another fic, this one being angst! Maybe I’ll make something happy in the future? As for now, enjoy this angst~ -Kaveh Also, Tw for vivid descriptions of d3ath, yelling, cursing (?), and swords}

It was seemingly another day of Kaveh not being home. Alhaitham thought nothing of it, not expecting anything strange of it or weird. He was almost never home, it became a nightly occurrence. He would wake up, they would eat breakfast together (and he would listen to his “annoying” rants that he may or may not secretly enjoy), and kiss Alhaitham goodbye, and exit the house. He usually would be back by midnight, only to repeat the process once more. A cycle the both of them grew accustomed to. Sure it was strange, but it was uniquely theirs.

Tonight was different. It was soon midnight, and no sign of Kaveh. He decided to wait longer. 1 am. 2 am. No sign of him yet. Alhaitham grabbed the keys to the house and left. He thought of one place he would be, the tavern. Maybe he’s drunk. He thought. Maybe he had too much to drink and passed out… the thought of him being in such state worried him. It wasn’t until he rounded the corner where he saw a sight he wished to unsee.

“Al…hai…tham” A familiar voice croaked. Blood on the streets, a sword to his stomach. No…no, this is just some nightmare, right? “Kaveh!” Alhaitham cried out. The once stoic mask he wore broke. He dashed to Kaveh’s side. “Who did this to you?!” He asked, his question being answered with shadows.

“YOU BASTARDS” Alhaitham yelled. He saw red, sword now in his hands. “YOU FUCKERS WILL PAY FOR THIS!” He yelled while fighting off the ones who stabbed Kaveh. Bodies now on the floor, Alhaitham’s sword stained with their blood. His attention turned to Kaveh, who seemed to be trying to hang on. “Wait here, I’ll get hel-“ “No, it’s too late” Kaveh interrupted. “Don’t say that Kaveh, it’s not too late! You can be-“ “No. I can’t be saved this time, Alhiatham.” Alhaitham was silenced for a moment before saying “You…you can’t leave me too…Kaveh plea-“ “Do me a favor. Forget me” Kaveh says, before coughing, blood now covering his sleeve. “Kaveh…” Alhaitham says, stunned.

Footsteps were heard approaching. Kaveh took out the sword from his stomach, going to the group of people out for him. “Kaveh, what are you-“ He then froze. There’s no way…Kaveh had a look of determination mixed with a grimace of pain. “If I’m gonna die, I’m dying a hero” Kaveh says with determination. He had no idea what came over him. Perhaps it was the adrenaline, or perhaps the drinks he had that night. His vision glowing a bright hue as he fought, Ahaitham watching stunned. “Kaveh…you…you idiot…” He mumbles, watching Kaveh fight off the perpetrators. He knew it was over once he took the sword out. It was like he was signing off his chances of survival.

”Are you proud of me, Haitham?” Kaveh asks, a smile on his face. He looked so proud, having fought them off. He then collapsed, Alhaitham rushing to him, holding his body. His pulse is weak…

Kaveh is dying in my arms he thought, words being hard to make in this situation. Time was running out, and he felt so helpless, his only love now slowly fading out of existence. “Ka-“ “I know…Alhaitham?” Kaveh says, looking directly at Alhaitham’s eyes. “Yes, Kaveh?” Alhaitham answers, his eyes watery, body now shaking, trying his best to keep himself together. Kaveh then spoke his last words “Your eyes…are so…beautiful…the most gorgeous work of art I’ve seen…” And with a smile, he closed his eyes, never to wake up again.

“Kaveh? Please….don’t leave me alone…”

[meegan420]

Tolkien and Nichole South Park/South Paws 🐾

[cyrankaa]

my beloved cat is crushing my kindle to death

[puppiezbonez]

found their tumblr

oh

my god

1) genuinely sitting here giggling and kicking my feet redder than the shirt im wearing

2) lemme do some renovations rq

[knotworshipper]

holy shit my queues empty

[shopcat]

got my dog a jacket. Will it be consumed only time will tell. actually i got a bunch of stuff. to be honest i spent a lot of money at the pet store.

[wolftistic-moved]

love how tumblr makes my phone slow to a crawl

[scamperoo]

"Can I ask... what happened?" - Dash

Though Scamp knew exactly what the younger boy was asking him, he couldn't give him an answer. There were still visible bruises on his knuckles, but he was used to telling people now that it was the result of something happening at work. He shrugged it off, hiding his hands as he wrapped them around the other side of a beer can instead. He could easily divert to his girl troubles: that seemed to keep people occupied for the time being. "Oh, bro, it's complicated," he started, rolling his eyes dramatically as he began. "You see that blonde over there? Yeah, I dated her before I left, and then we both happened to be at that big engagement party. But, like, I came back because of this other girl, Angel, right? So, I have no idea what to do. They're both amazing, both stunning, but ... I don't know, man. Angel just doesn't seem like she's into me, and Angelica was the one who broke up with me." @speedash

[caracalclaws]

@diffxrentwxrlds​: This is the exact moment were Mint gets pulled into REAL kiss by the flirtatious bat. Rip Mint 

AAAAAAAAA-- ?!?!?

... THIS KILLS THE CARACAL.

[konigsblog]

DID I HEAR PUP!SOAP + PUP!READER WITH OWNER!SIMON??? ORLA I BEG IM IN HEAT (ovulating)

more pup!soap + pup!reader + owner!ghost, you say?

tw/cw; pet play, humping, johnny is in ‘heat’. MDNI 18+ 🐾

johnny can't control his desire to rub his aching boner against you during his heat. simon would usually intervene and prevent his perfect puppy from getting hurt, but he wasn't home right now. although johnny is well trained, he misbehaves when simon isn't watching, putting the blame on you when simon comes home to another pillow ripped up.

you're playing with your toys inside of your puppy cage, chewing on a bone, before you feel johnny grind against you suddenly. johnny's sharp nails dig into your soft flesh, the supple fat spilling from his fingers when he grips your thighs tightly. johnny rubs his bulbous, leaking cock back and forth between your thighs, the tip of his length dripping with his orgasm, creamy stickiness smeared all over your drooling cunt.

you whine and howl at johnny for being such a pervert. it's not a one-time thing either.

johnny will wake you up, howling at you sadly in an attempt to convince you to let him eat you out, out of sympathy or pity. the ears on johnny's head are low, the tail plug in your asshole leaving you stuffed with simon's load from earlier. god, although johnny finds your presence irritating and doesn't appreciate you stealing all the attention, he doesn't like when simon has his way with you.

he's overprotective of you, as if you're a toy of his. you nod sleepily, allowing him to do whatever he pleases out of desperation for sleep. johnny rolls his warm tongue over your slick cunt, your sensitive clit causing you to pulse against his tongue. you're sensitive, shaking and whining out in pain and agony. the tight sensation of your pussy leaves johnny blissful, tasting your sweet juices on his taste buds.

he may pull the plug from your rear and eat simon's load of jealousy. you're his toy, not simons. :(