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#Apple head chihuahua
besttopets · 1 year
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https://besttopets.com/dogs/apple-head-chihuahua/
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eliotlime · 2 months
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puppydog sona
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qwuilty · 1 year
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Ms Paint sketches (and one procreate sketch page) aka i needed something to keep me from losing my braincells over doing exam stuff so i just had to. draw him for a bit plus old ones ive had lying in downloads
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puella-peanut · 1 year
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wurmwizzard · 11 months
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when I figure it how I want to draw pat bateman it's all over for u clowns (/loving)
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jiozee · 5 months
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Apple Head Chihuahuas
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dorenarox · 1 year
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I have seen dogs with weird eyes in two separate videos now and I hope this isn't a new breed trend. Please, holy shit, stop breeding dogs for disabilities or I will start giving YOU disabilities so you know what it's like. :3
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cabbagecrunt · 2 years
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chihuahuas with moleras better behave lest they end up on my pottery wheel!!
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toxicanonymity · 3 months
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Ethyl's house
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500 words, night walks AU - neighbor Ethyl
One afternoon, Joel was outside getting the mail when Ethyl got home. He saw her Oldsmobile crawling into the cul-de-sac with her hands at ten and two. She was hunched forward with her big glasses above the steering wheel as she pulled into her driveway. Joel lingered at his mailbox. For a moment, he wondered how well she could see the pool from her house, but she likely went to bed before sundown.
After she parked, she got out of the car, hung her purse on her inner elbow, and popped the trunk. Joel put the mail back in his mailbox and walked over to her driveway. In the trunk there were two paper grocery sacks, and she was taking apples out of one to make it light enough to carry. She didn't mind making multiple trips. She would do it with a smile.
“How ‘bout a hand with those,” Joel offered behind her.
She marveled at his strength as he repacked the bag and picked both of them up.
She shuffled in front of him, holding her purse under her arm in one hand and her keys out in front of herself in the other. She unlocked and held open the carport door to her house.
An older chihuahua whined from the den before standing up from its little bed, stretching with its tail up, then shaking his head, jingling the collar.
“That's Barney,” Ethyl informed Joel.
She turned on her small oven, and and took a pan of cookie dough out of her modest fridge while Joel unpacked the groceries. The oven handle was almost as high as she was tall.
Her home was neat and simple with lots of cross stitch and knitted blankets. She gave him the full tour, with Barney silently sniffing behind them, wagging his tail. The smell of chocolate chip cookies began to fill the air as she sat Joel down on the sofa and showed off family photos. There were photos of her and her late husband traveling the world. They didn't have kids. There were photos of her sisters, her niece, and her great nephews.
When the oven timer went off, she shuffled back into the kitchen. She gave Joel a plate full of cookies and a 1970s juice glass of whole milk, but she didn't partake. She smiled while Joel enjoyed them.
“Oh,” she raised a knobby finger. “Let me send some with you.” She brought back a tupperware and told him he better save some for you.
Joel raised his eyebrows with a silent smile. She smiled and covered her mouth, oops. Then croaked, “I'm not trying to be a busy body, Joel.”
She reached for his hand, and he patiently waited for a but. Her hand was cold on top of his.
“But if you've got something special, treat it special.”
He swallowed and looked down.
“And hang onto it as long as you can.”
She squeezed his hand, and he nodded silently.
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thank you for reading!
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icarianarts · 9 months
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Apple head and deer head chihuahuas
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kaiasky · 2 months
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left: 'deer-head' chihuahua, right: 'apple-head' chihuahua, from wikimedia
wikipedia: Dogs of the older "deer" type, with a flat-topped head, more widely set eyes, larger ears, and longer, more slender legs, may still be registered, but the deer head is not considered a separate type in competition and a deer-head dog's digression from the breed standard is considered a fault.
i love the idea of dogshow judges looking at a dog that looks frankly 100x cute and refined and elegant vs the standard and going, 'well, his face isn't particularly bug-looking, so it's a mark against him..'
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weepinglilvessel · 7 months
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Auwww pobresito pebbito looks like something hit his snout with a frying pan! Very cute!
Oh ya, I forgot. He used to have a long snout but I smooshed it. He’s fine tho, the snout is still there.
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He looks like an apple headed chihuahua now
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despairs-memorial · 6 months
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The breeder seemed happy as he held up a little puppy, looked like an apple head chihuahua with brown fur and big, wet brown eyes that, while growling at everyone else, was looking up at him and wagging her little tail.
"Heh, look, got a brand new lil face for the pack! Call 'er Maxine, ain't she great?!"
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trashbag-baby666 · 1 month
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Apple of my Eye-(firehouse au)
Summary: John’s woken up by his and Gale’s youngest not feeling too good.
WC: 710
C/W: mentions of throwing up
MOTA Masterlist!
au masterlist!
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"Papa?" The small voice whispered shaking
John's shoulder slightly, "Papa?"
His heavy eyelids unpeeled his eyes, focusing in the dark.
Flynn stood at the side of their bed, her short brown hair disheveled and he could begin to make out a stain on the front of her nightgown.
"What's up, Peanut? Everything okay?" He whispered carefully lifting the blankets as not to wake Gale and sitting at the edge of the bed.
"I threw up."
John sucked in a breath, "Okay. Did you throw up in your bed?"
Flynn nodded and pointed at the stain on the cat nightgown.
"Let's get you cleaned up, yeah?" John took Flynn's hand walking back to her bedroom with her.
He had gotten Flynn cleaned up and into new pajamas, her bedding and pajamas in the wash, and now he was carrying Flynn down the stairs. Chili in her arms the dog nodding in and out already. That dog slept more than everyone else in the house combined.
"Can we watch cartoons?"
"Just for a little bit, Peanut. But we gotta get you back to sleep." Anything his little girl wanted that might make her feel better. She definitely had caught something, he knew better than anyone that being sick in the summer sucked.
He set her down on the couch and went into the kitchen filling a cup with lukewarm water. He grabbed the infamous ice cream bucket out from under the sink. The one Gale kept for when the girls were throwing up sick and couldn't make it to the bathroom. The last thing he wanted to do tonight was clean up puke off of their couch.
Flynn sat with her legs crossed and the chihuahua in her lap asleep already. "Okay, you know the drill. Pales right here in case you need it, and sip on this." He set the bucket on the coffee table and pulled Flynn into his lap. He kissed her forehead to check for a template like Gale had taught him.
She felt a little warm but he definitely would have Gale check in the morning.
"Thank you papa." She took the cup from him, sipping out of it.
It's moments like these that John really thanked the universe for everything he had.
"Is your tummy feeling any better?" He clicked on the tv flicking through to the last episode of SpongeBob they had watched together. Although he swore up and down to Gale, no SpongeBob.
"Little," she held her small fingers up in a pinch leaving about an inch between them. John nodded and raked a hand through her brown curls that resembled his own. She truly was John's mini me.
"Hopefully you can sleep it off, Peanut." John laid back against the arm rest Flynn cuddled into his chest. He felt her small fingers begin to trace the flowers on John's arm.
"Someday I'm gonna have colors on my arms like you and uncle Curtie."
"Are ya now? What kind of pictures do you want?" He let a smile crack on his lips watching Flynn study the sleeve tattoo. His botanicals were her favorite on him, some days him and Curt would let her color in their tattoos with her markers.
"Maybe some pretty flowers and Chili, like Curt's animals." Her small sweet voice grounding John to the couch feeling his eyelids grow heavier by the moment.
"I'm sure Chili would be so honored to be on your arm." He eyed the brown chihuahua laying by his feet, he knew he'd have to sleep still. Chili had a temper with everyone except the girls, specially if you disturbed his slumber, "Why don't we try to go back to sleep? It'll help your tummy." He tried to think of the things Gale would say to convince the girls to do things. Sometimes it was just more believable coming out of Gale's mouth since he had a PhD in medicine.
"I love you, papa."
"I love you too, Flynni." He kissed the top of her head satisfied as she closed her big blue eyes.
It wasn't long before the living room was filled with the sound of John's soft snores and the grumbly ones from Chili. This is what made parenthood all the more worth it for John.
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thelreads · 2 months
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I've been taking notes on the spypocalypse so I can keep my thoughts in order and actually I ended up noticing something:
First, a lot of other slice of life sitcoms don't have character development because they need to keep the characters the same for the format. But as a result the characters can end up feeling stale because they don't develop and thus the creators fall back constantly on the same jokes. But what I like about spy x family is that the characters are slowly growing, even if that means sacrificing the jokes. Like, Endo is letting Anya slowly get better at studying and Yor slowly get better at cooking, so even though we still have jokes about how Anya is not the best at school or that Loid is a better cook than Yor, we also get to move past it so the jokes don't become old.
Second, in other manga that have serious and funny moments, I find that there isn't often a lot of crossover, character-development wise. Like, in SxF, Fiona running off to the mountains to train in tennis is a gag... And then it saves her life during the mole arc. Likewise, there's gags about Yuri being indestructible because of Yor, and then during the Yuri v. Twilight showdown he is actually really able to keep getting up.
So that probably means that the next time Twilight and Yuri go up against each other, we'll see a return of Yor-fu.
And last thing: even though there haven't been a lot of chapters that let us see it, I think Yor is definitely getting a lot more feelings for Loid. When she first moved in, Yor didn't even know if she and Loid would be sleeping in the same room. She was a bit bashful around him, but it was really only when she was super drunk that she went tomato-face mode (when Yuri told her to kiss Loid, when Loid tried to honey trap her, and then later the welcome home kiss). However, when they went to the murder ski lodge, even though she was completely sober and Anya and Bond were *right there*, she went super blushing flustered mode at the idea of sleeping in the same room as Loid. Ah, yeah, it's all coming together.
Ok for real last thing: also I think the reason why Sigmund's tutoring worked better than Yuri or Loid's is because those two focus on one thing and get through it. They're both determinators who have no problem with snapping into focus on one thing at a time. Meanwhile Anya's mind has a tendency to wander. However, look at how Sigmund deals with it: when Anya turns Yuri's "whole enchilada" into the "swole Chihuahua", Yuri tells her to forget it and go back to focusing on the grammar. But when Anya takes Sigmund's "eureka" and turns it into "eucalyptus", Sigmund encourages her ("oh, you know so much about koalas! You'll ace your biology test!" And she may not have gotten a Stella star for it, but given that her only bolt was from math, she at least passed her bio quiz). Sigmund works with her wandering train of thought while gently pushing her back to the task at hand. Anya is a force of nature who conquers all in her way; Twilight and Yuri don't stand a chance trying to fight against her head on, but Grandpa Siggy knows how to work with the Lord of Storms.
Grandpa's are great, I'm gonna be so sad when it turns out Sigmund is a founding member of the Apple Project.
Oh, I like that slow development. It's so subtle and gradual you don't really notice it until something major happens and it all clicks together.
Yor is definitely getting more feelings. Yeah, she was not as embarrassed at first because she didn't really liked Twilight the way she does now. He was a handsome man and she was bashful, but now that she does like him like that, now that she's getting aware of her own feelings, oh now the fun begins...
And Sigmund there was definitely the right choice to teach Anya, and he does manage to get in her head because he has a lot of experience on the subject, he was a teacher for years, he understands the human brain because of his work as a researcher. Also because he knows how to handle test subjects from project apple after all.
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cookiesandbiscuits · 10 months
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Now Playing: Falling In Love
[Lucifer – Strange]
Pairing: Lucifer x GN!Reader
Genre: Fluff, pining
Summary: You were a strange one, and that baffled him. Yet at the same time, he can't help but be enamored with you.
A/N: The first installment of Now Playing: Falling in Love series starting with the eldest demon brother and the love of my life hehe... (No favoritism were intended okay?)
The song I chose for this fic is "Dear" by Ben&Ben
The first time I heard this song, he came to mind. I don't know why but I just thought of him. It does suit him though in my opinion.
And yes, this is part of my Soft Lucifer agenda, and yes, this is a rewriting of that lesson chapter where MC made the pact with Lucifer. I felt that something was missing from it. And this is the result :D (I am squealing as I write this lmao). And yes, he asks for your consent this time because consent is sexy.
Anyways, I hope you guys would enjoy reading this! <3
Now Playing: Falling in Love playlist
MASTERLIST
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"Only the two of us can understand
The sureness of our love
I promise you that I will hold your hand
No matter what may come
Within the beautiful and captivating
Strangeness of our love
I found a sense of peace and clarity
That I had once dreamed of
My dear."
"I have a question."
He sighed. You've been asking a lot of questions lately. Ever the curious one.
"I had a feeling you would still ask even if I told you no, so just go ahead and ask."
"I've been curious about this for a while now, but how did you fall in love with me? And when?"
The sound of writing halted. Yet another strange question.
"Where do you get these questions, I wonder?"
"Well, I've thought about it, and... you've never really shown interest in me before. So I was surprised that you accepted my impromptu confession that time."
Your alarm interrupted your explanation.
"...Guess I have to go now. Can't let Luke wait for me," you said as you left a peck on his cheek. "Don't overwork yourself when I'm gone, 'kay?"
"You should go now, lest you want to be late for your appointment with the chihuahua."
"Luke would complain nonstop if he heard you call him that," you spoke as you open the office door.
"Yes, I can imagine that. But it's not like I'm lying."
You shook your head. "I'll be going now. See you later, Lucifer."
"Yes. Do enjoy your time outside with Luke."
He watched as the door to his office closed once more. Moments after he resumed his halted paperwork, his mind replayed your question.
"When, huh?"
He wonders.
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He found you strange. You were teleported from the human world to the Devildom, yet the glimmer in your eyes was unmistakable. You actually found your predicament interesting, like a kid seeing a brand new toy on sale.
A bushy-tailed fool amongst demons that has the ability and will kill you without batting an eye. He mused. Would you be able to survive your year in this realm?
To his surprise, you had adapted well to your new environment. Sure, Mammon and his younger brothers had something to do with it, but it was still an incredible feat for a human with no experience with supernatural stuff before the exchange program.
However, he was also suspicious of how you seemed to enchant his younger brothers so much so that they were willing to tie themselves down with a pact.
So he observed you.
But the more he watched from afar, the more he found himself falling for your charms.
It was ridiculous for him to fall for a human, he thought. And it was more ridiculous to fall for a human so stubborn as a mule.
He tried to reason with himself. It was stupid. It was...
But demons were creatures unable to resist temptation for long. And so, like Newton's apple, he fell. He fell for the human who had caused him several headaches. He fell for those fiery eyes that showed no fear in front of him. He fell for your personality which he once found oh-so annoying. He fell for your smile. He fell for your kindness and warmth. He fell for your strength and determination. He fell for your strangeness. He fell for you.
How strange indeed.
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Several months had passed. The sparks you had ignited in his heart have now become a raging flame. Yet he couldn't bring himself to confess to you. Not when he treated you coarsely before.
He wants to make it up to you.
And so, he began to show his affection in little ways. He helped you with your homework. He helped you with your tasks. He gave you little tokens that reminded him of you as a gift. And it made you smile, and his heart fluttered at the sight of it.
But he wondered. If he told you what he felt, would you accept it?
The uncertainty tortured him. Especially when he knew that he had rivals who also yearned for your heart.
He wished that he had answers.
And answers, he received.
When you confessed in the spur of the moment, he felt his heart leap from his chest. He didn't care if you meant it or not.
"I- I, too, feel the same. I love you, MC. With all my heart."
Ah, he had finally said it.
Tender obsidian and ruby eyes met yours as he cups your face.
"...May I kiss you?"
You nodded slowly in reply.
And with that, the distance between you was closed. Your lips were like what he imagined and more. Soft, sweet, and warm.
And at that moment, he felt pure tranquility and adoration well up within him.
He does not know how or when he fell in love with you. But he does know that he would give anything just to have even a sliver of your time and affection.
You were strange, and that baffled him. Yet that same strangeness had brought him immeasurable bliss he never knew he could have.
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