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thatonedragongirl · 30 days
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A fic where Wolfie learns just how far he can fling water when he shakes, much to the detriment of everyone around him
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canisalbus · 1 month
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*carefully picks you up and peeks into your conch snail shell*
Ehm... Sorry to bother, but... Could we, maybe, possibly... see Vasco's wife and her lover pictured by your hand? Sorry again, thank you for listening. Take care.
*delicately lays you back into the water to prevent any stress or dehydration*
Unfortunately I don't have her lover figured out yet, but I think Ludovica looks something like this:
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ink-the-artist · 9 months
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so somehow it’s the first time I’ve seen your Dogs illustration from May. it’s very very cool and strongly reminds me of AI-generated art — did you use AI to inspire the shapes? or otherwise influence the piece somehow? interested in your process! very cool.
yes! some more directly reference ai images id generated than others lol
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hoshiumiumi · 8 months
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was wondering if i avoided danganronpa would i have
1) stayed being a moe cute girl artist
2) never watched bsd
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minniiaa · 4 months
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10 reasons why Luffy is actually just Law's emotional support boyfriend (dog):
gives lots of sloppy wet kisses
barks a lot. annoying
constantly wants attention
10/10 snuggles
always begging for food
sleeps on top of him every night
cutest thing Law's ever seen
pets and cuddles makes Law less anxious
bites
stinky but hates baths
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mitamicah · 4 months
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quick post it pen Joker Out (+ Jere) sketches pt 2: this time with animal ears :3
You may say this is kind of a warm up for me (hopefully) drawing similar sketches for people in 5 days (!!)
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oozeandgoo-art · 1 month
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Drawing for my awesome friend @honestlyvan
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starsnores · 4 months
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i am delusionally convinced gamzee and karkat are soulmates.
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thinking so so hard about LaughingStock and how that'd go down. disastrously, probably
#and ill talk about it at Length in the tags until tumblr cuts me off like a rowdy drunk after last call#please keep in mind this is all in my Brain and relationship dynamics etc are all technically speculation. anyway#so while franklydear is your more classic 'oh no im in love with him! / aw shucks im in love with him<3'#laughingstock is 'feelings what feelings / oh shit oh fuck this is bad'#to Me.#in my mind howdy is completely oblivious to his emotions#he's out here like 'gotta get the store impressively neat & shiny for barnaby! and everyone else' without blinking an eye#he starts assembling barnaby and wally's dogs slower an slower so that barnaby has to hang around a smidge longer than usual#he's out here giggling at barnaby's jokes while sweeping Hours or Days after the joke was told like a lovesick idiot#all while being like Ah Yes Barnaby My Dear Friend. My Platonic Buddy Whose Jokes I Laugh At A Little Too Hard. Platonically.#meanwhile barnaby Realizes his own feels. has a minor crisis. goes through the 12 stages of grief and absolutely panics#he's like 'ok just gotta play it cool. normal. dont be weird. he'll fall for your natural charm in no time'#'ill hold all of my feelings right here until i die or howdy reciprocates. i just cant tell anyone about this.'#'....hey wally you can keep a secret right'#and rizzes it up yk. rolls a nat 20 on charisma every time without howdy even realizing it. ig barns rolled for stealth too#and from barnabys pov its going great!#howdy is flirting back! hes showing all the signs! when eddie views their interactions he comes to barnaby later and is like A+ gay as fuck#so barnaby is a soft pining mess and howdy is Absurdly Oblivious despite being a clever & observant guy#so im imagining (will freely admit that this Train of Thought is slightly inspired by the latest chapter of Stamps by Indigopoptart)#that eventually barnaby is Confident in their budding relationship ok. hes ready to ask howdy out.#everyone who Knows (wally & eddie) are like Go For It He Clearly Loves You#and when barnaby tells howdy. howdys like 'ohhhh geez um im really flattered 🥺 but i dont feel the same 😔😭'#cue barnaby turning into the 'never again' meme while trying to laugh it off and pretend like he didnt just have his heart mr starked#so he goes home to smoke his pipe and cry and howdy goes about his day feeling Strange#why cant he stop thinking about that confession. what are these emotions. i mean its not as if hes in love with Ohhhhhh No. Oh No.#so howdy has his 'holy shit! im in love with barnaby! (lovestruck. swooning) ....Holy Shit I Rejected Barnaby (horrified. nauseous)' moment#cue howdy expecting barnaby to come by in the morning as per Routine so they can talk. he Doesnt. cue howdy stressing the fuck out over it#meanwhile wally sally (eddie sent her in his place. hes too busy) and barnaby are having a girls day (eating ice cream and watchin romcoms)#eventually barnaby hears that howdy has been Dropping The Ball and cant not check on him. cue emotional heart-2-heart outside the bodega#this is all very specific but its in my brain. these scenarious lull me to sleep every night lately
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lopsidedtreetrunks · 4 months
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Finally FINALLY got round to finishing this art for @little-cereal-draws Button House Dog Rescue au! PLS go visit their blog for more info for their au!!
Dogs on the ground are (L-R): Captain - German Shepherd Kitty - Pomeranian Pat - Corgi Fanny - Chihuahua Thomas - Shetland Sheepdog Humphrey - Golden Retriever Robin - Irish Wolfhound Mary - Dalmation Julian - Weimaraner
I also hope you dont mind I added my own headcanons for the other ghosts in the photo frames. Mostly based off pure vibes 😆
In the long frame are the plague dogs; I think they would have been all rescued from a puppy farm together. L-R (for the ghosts that dont have names I've just used the actors' names so you know which is which): Jemima - Husky (puppy) Walter - Rottweiler Katy - Bichon Frise Mick - Boxer Nigel - King Charles Cavalier Spaniel Geoff - Afghan Hound Agnes - Staffordshire Bull Terrier John - Chow Chow Martha - Poodle
Then the ones in the circular frames (L-R): Annie - Jack Russel Terrier William - British Bulldog Maddocks - Whippet (the only one not based on pure vibes alone, but it'd have been remiss of me to not make our other Yorkshire lad a whippet bsjsjdk)
Anyway this took so long bc i took it upon myself to make a million more dogs bjdsfk I hope you enjoy it nonetheless :D
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forlorn-plushie · 3 months
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Would You Like To Play A Game? A Tapletop Role-playing Game?
Inspired by this post over here, I thought I'd put my own Nothing To It game together right here in our very own Tumblr Text Editor, for anyone who has no patience for learning rules. It's a bit more than the other one, though still very small.
How to play: Talk about your characters' adventures. Whenever you want to, focus on a scene and figure out how it plays out using Checks
How to make a Check: roll one Stat Die and the highest relevant Asset Die. If both matches or beats the DC, you do it. If only one matches or beats the DC, you still do it - but something bad happens, related or otherwise - a cost, a worse situation, an imperfect success, or a cutaway to the villains progressing their schemes. If neither die is high enough, you fail and something else bad happens.
Difficult Classes are about as follows. The vast majority of rolls should be in the 4-8 range.
DC 3 is "wouldn't it be funny if you messed up though"
DC 4 is an easy task where failure would be interesting
DC 5 is a typical task some random anybody could maybe manage
DC 6 is a task which requires some level of skill or talent
DC 7 is a tough task for which expertise is required
DC 8 is beyond most professionals
DC 9 is firmly in the realm of masters
DC 10 is the highest you should see.
Your stats are Grace, Face, Force, Wits, and Wise. Assign 1d4 to one, 1d8 to two, and 1d6 to the others. These are your Stat Dice. Rename these if you want for your theme/setting.
Also pick a Background, Specialty, Quirk, and Thing for your character, plus another of any of the four types. Assign 1d10 to one, 1d8 to two, and 1d6 to the others. These are your Asset Dice.
Give yourself 3 abilities, of any of the following sorts
When you use [one of your Assets] in [more specific way], DC -1
You have [some sort of power]. To use it, spend Resource.
You have [some sort of passive]. When you spend Resource while using it, you can reroll two times.
You have a [new asset]. Its Asset Die is 1d8.
One of your Stat Die is one size larger, up to 1d12
One of your Asset Die is one size larger, up to 1d12
Draw four circles, and label them Damage, Stress, Resource, and Experience. Split the Experience circle into 8 segments, and the others into 4, 6, and 8 in any order.
When something strains your character, mark a segment of Stress. When something hurts your character, mark a segment of Damage. When you overcome adversity, mark Experience. Mark all segments of Resource, and spend them to reroll any die. Clear half of Health and Stress and fill half of Resource when you get a good rest.
When Damage is full, you are defeated. Maybe you die. When Stress is full, you can't take it anymore. Freak out, pass out, whatever seems interesting. When Experience is full, you have a revelation. Gain a new ability, from the same list as above.
When you start playing, pick three questions of the form "Did you [do what we want the game to be about]?". At the end of a session of play, mark a segment of Experience for each Yes.
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brendathedoodler · 1 year
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How is Sky weird? I mean just being Link would make you weird, but Sky specific weirdness?
(Referring to this post)
It really depends on who you ask.
If you ask Four, he’d say that Sky’s facial expressions remind him of one of the stable dogs back home. That is to say, he always either looks like there’s not a single thought in his head or he looks incredibly bewildered and concerned. There is no in between. Internally, Red never shuts up and constantly compares the two, and Four has almost accidentally called him by that dog’s name a few times.
If you ask Time, he’d say that his love of cuccos is very strange (though Time is extremely biased because those feathery demons are the reason he actually needs an eyepatch). He’s also been taking and saving pictographs of weird and wacky places and poses Sky has fallen asleep in.
If you ask Legend, he’d give you a list of reasons he thinks Sky is weird. There’s fact that his sailcloth always smells like perfume that never seems to fade, how he always seems shocked by all this hero nonsense despite going on his own adventures, how he can fall asleep basically anywhere, and how the only dish he’s capable of making is a particular pumpkin soup but somehow nothing else. That’s just the things he’d think of off the top of his head.
If you ask Hyrule, he’d say that Sky’s “commander voice” is weird and honestly kinda spooky! It’s like Sky’s an entirely different person when he’s barking orders on the field. He does really enjoy watching Sky fight though, he’s so elegant and fast!
If you ask Twilight, he’d insist that Sky is the smartest dumb guy he’s ever met. This man looked him in the eye and referred to cauliflower as “ghost broccoli” with all the confidence in the world, but he also has an incredible grasp of physics and has given Wild tips on how to be more aerodynamic when he jumps off mountains.
If you ask Wind, he’d say that the way he makes kissy faces at those “hell birds” (cuccos) both “fucking weird” and “crazier than Loft and Champ combined” (referring to Wild and Four and the shenanigans they get into).
If you ask Warriors, he’d say that he can’t understand how different Sky is on the battlefield versus anywhere else. In battle he’s incredibly fast and keenly aware of everyone and everything in the vicinity. He keeps an eye on all of them while also shredding enemies like he was born to do it (and in a way, he kind of was). But he’s also witnessed Sky walk right into a tree because he was daydreaming, draw his sword on it, and then apologize to it before realizing it’s just a tree, not a person.
If you ask Wild, he’d insist that it’s fucking weird how everyone else considers Sky to be one of the least crazy of the group (which is a fucking lie if he’s ever heard one). He’s watched Sky get into all sorts of chaos and shenanigans just like the rest of them, but somehow his sleepy demeanor and the fact that he isn’t usually the instigator somehow keeps him from getting any blame.
If you ask Sun, she’ll say he has the strangest compliments. “Your hands are very convenient!” he tells her with all the love and adoration in the world. She’s charmed but confused.
If you ask Groose, he’ll just say “his face”. (In reality he finds the weird prophecy and reincarnation bullshit to be his weirdest trait, but he shares that with Sun so it’s not a Sky exclusive weird thing)
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canetteto · 11 months
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"Goddamn monsters...!"
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alfryco · 6 months
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There's Beasts and Then There's Prey
summary: Dave's about to find out that if you fuck with one of the Dogs then you fuck with the whole pack. word count: 2,569
Finding a bar in this city is like trying to get a ticket while driving on the Los Santos Freeway. Easy.
The tricky part is finding a bar that has more than one good light bulb in the whole joint and that doesn't smell too much like stale beer and piss.
Though they all call Los Santos their home, and have done so for numerous years, Michael's the most familiar with the city and its many creature comforts. He was the one to originally find their headquarters in an abandoned dog shelter and he was the one to find this bar a few months ago. It was one of the bars that had more of a relaxed air to it, more fitting for shooting the shit than the energized air of a club or the darker, uneasy atmosphere of one of the seedier bars they frequented to discuss business.
For about an hour the four of them trade talk over a few drinks before taking their conversation to the nearby vacant pool table.
A few rounds in and a guy that Joe can't remember the name of; Dave? Dan? Donny maybe? joins them. He states that he’s a decent player and he doesn’t have many people to call friends in the city at the moment. Dan seems chill enough, he’s not triggering any alarm bells in their heads, looks to be just some middle-aged dude out on the town for the night.
The pack has no problem playing nice with others, as long as they don’t start any shit with them.
They joke about the word ‘pack’, tossing it around flippantly and saying it's just used to follow their gimmick, but even though Joe has only been in with the Mad Dogs crew for a year now he really does feel like that’s what this group is. A pack. In all of his criminal history he's never had anyone he's trusted to have his back more than the three men surrounding the pool table.
Michael, their muscle and lead (read only) demolitions expert, tosses back the last of his beer before lining up his cue.
“This is the one boys, can feel it in my bones,” Michael says, all confidence in the stance he takes on.
He sends the cue ball rolling and breaks apart the rack of striped and solid colored balls, the clack of them hitting each other filling the air of their tucked away corner. The pool balls scatter across the green felt of the pool table, dispersed by the momentum of the cue ball. Although Michael sends them all rolling, not a single one makes it into one of the pockets bordering the table.
“Fuck,” Michael mutters under his breath.
“Not bad, not bad, but let me show you how it's really done,” Trevor says cheekily. The frontman and leader of their crew drapes his body over the pool table before smoothly lining up with his stick in a fluid motion. He takes a few seconds to relax before sending the cue ball in a way that gets two stripes to roll into the corner of the table, dropping into the pocket below one after the other. He ends up knocking two more balls into their pockets before he finally misses a shot, ending his turn.
“Show off,” Michael comments with a grin. Trevor just shrugs his shoulders with a smirk on his face that gets a chuckle out of Alfredo.
Alfredo has chosen to opt out of the game this time, which Joe counts as a win in itself seeing as their marksman is entirely too steady when it comes to his hands and his aim. Don’t get him wrong, Joe’s grateful for it when it comes to keeping people off their backs in a deal or keeping a steady eye on them from above, but he absolutely rinsed the rest of them in the last round they played. Joe's $100 bill is currently sitting comfy in the pocket of Fredo's jeans and he doubts he'll be getting that back. Should’ve known better, he should've thrown in a $20 instead.
Donny laughs easily at Trevor's coy gesture. “Good one, man.”
“So, you from around here Dave?” Michael asks as the other man lines up his shot.
Dave. So that's his name.
A solid blue ball rolls and banks off of the left side of the table before sinking into a corner pocket.
“Actually I’m from out of state. Just moved down here with the wife a couple weeks ago,” Dave replies.
“Oh yeah? What - you just saw all the shit that happens here on the news and decided to move here?” Michael asks jokingly.
Dave laughs in response and goes on to explain how they ended up moving here because of a transfer in his wife’s location for her job.
“I mean, it’s good that she got a promotion and all, we need the money, but I feel like she’s holding it over my head now. I’m the one who has to pick up the kids and cook dinner and all the shit she should be doing. And- and- she makes more money than me now. What the hell is up with that?”
Joe cuts his eyes towards Dave, noticing the eyebrows that Michael raises behind him as the man leans over the table to make his next shot.
Read the rest on AO3!
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istaricelebelasse · 1 year
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Ghost: I am STARVED
Ghost: I am WASTING AWAY
Ghost: I am DYING OF HUNGER
Jon: Your dinner is a whole five minutes late. Stop being so dramatic.
Ghost: No.
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revrads · 1 year
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Father Dougal McGuire from Father Ted!
The silliest, most dog-coded priest in media ever (he’s autistic) :)
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