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in case u were thinking about her.....Piper is doing great back at her previous foster family. they send me updates and pictures of her on occasion. to say i miss her is merely a speck of what i feel for her. i'm happy she's in a loving home - but goddamn IT. i miss her so so so much. i feel like part of me left w her back in august and never really came back. i don't think it ever will tbh. she took an enormous chunk of my heart when i brought her home w me three years ago and she'll always have it with her. i love you, honeybuns. kisses from mom 💋 forever and ever.
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doglovers101 · 2 years
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Tibetan Mastiff. Both one of the world's most ancient breeds and one of the strongest, the Tibetan Mastiff was used to protect homes in the Himalayan region. They have a powerful physique and their bite can apply a remarkable 550 pounds of pressure.
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jessymae205 · 2 years
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She hooked on that #bluebell. She said #bitebite #eateat #icecream #cutiepie #sugapie #LeLeJones #baby #actionpackedbaby #sweetgirl #treat #snackbeforebed #snacks #peanutbutterjellytime #babygirl #twinkletoes #tiny #smallperson #bigpersonality #cub #neo #pint #halfpint #nightnight #agressive #🦄 #🍦 #🍓🍋 #🍓 #🍋 (at Birmingham, Alabama) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf6so6nsq5N/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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loving-delusions · 22 days
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when yuo uhm
expriefnce a trigger(?? (
and instead of beinv the big person u arw, you just go small
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dtothe4th · 1 year
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Wob book three
as the three set out they follow the mystical seersbug’s ways of the stars. they are currently talking crochetsbug and hammersbug’s ears off about their special interest which this month is quilting which they learned from a bug in townsquare called quiltsbug who only makes quilts to keep the bugs warm in the rain and the cold seasons. since their food and water were taken care of they kinda just switched to caring about physical goods and it made a huge techonal leap but they still liked quilts because quilts are simple and warm and also quiltsbug was very popular as one of the few prominent softbugs to break into carapacebug society. so seersbug was talking about quilting techniques and crochetsbug was talking about how her hook is an ancient artifact that was used for creating and crafting similar objects but it was a bigperson method not like tbh e bug methods of holding fabric together like quiltsbug does and hammersbug this whole time was just scouting out things to cook because he was just so jazzed about cooking that's all he ever thought of really. they came across a magnificent rainforest on their way to the cave which was a little odd and concerning considering C&B never had mentioned a rain forest and in fact mentioned several cacti which would indicate a desert like climate if anything but seersbug was adamant as fuck about this and they mentioned how yggdrasil’s golden liquid from the ancient kingsbug’s death could have repopulated the desert and turned it into a rainforest which made sense to them so they just went with it. hammersbug was now leading with his sharp chef knifes and other instruments, slicing vines and saving the particularly thick and juicy ones in his pack pack for when they made camp so he could cook them up a delicious soup and a tea that sort of gave them psychadelic visions so they only pretended to drink it after the first night because it wasn't the time to be tripping they were on a very important quest. the rainforest was sort of scary actually there was a lot of noise even through the night but they never found another creature, not until they came across a small river running through a clearing in the rainforest where they spotted a gaggle of snails feeding and drinking from the stream. now snails might be considered bugs to some taxonomists but these were most certainly not normal members of the kingdom of bugs: in fact they had most likely never even heard of it this far out. crochetsbug and her perfect middleground and approachability went up to them and introduced her party with seersbug and bammersbug. hammersbug came to them with a delicious dish he cooked up of fried berry glaze but the snails just stared at them with wide eyes.
the snail closest to them turned around and ducked it's head down low emenating a low voice with words they couldn't understand. another snail with a slightly higher but still extremely deep voice seemed to reply and shake its head but the first snail nodded sharply and said something back that sounded sort of aggressive. the second snail backed off and went back to drinking water. in a very broken and stilted manner but in the language of the bugs, the snail explained that the bugs were in grave danger if they continued this way. there was a huge bird - alive - and it was hunting the snails. they must leave immediately through the way they came as if they went past the stream they were in bird territory. at this time the party noticed that most of the snails had come to their side of the river after taking a sip and or a quick bath, and looked to the one they were talking to for advice or something. main dude explained that some of these snails’ families were still in bird territory and that he and a few other of the women were to go back and save them. their shells were hardier than the rest and could survive a peck or two probably. seersbug used two of their eyes and looked at the tough hammersbug, who shrugged his himbo shrug. he with his girth and power could definitely shield them from the pecks, and crochetsbug’s hook could fight back. they were to escort the headsnail and the others who were returning to save some more snails back to their snail nest or whatever they lived in while these guys here could evacuate in safety. seersbug gave them a crude map of the area that they had drawn and pointed them towards the kingdom of bugs if they ever needed a place to stay. they followed head snail slowly into bird territory with hammersbug taking the lead. seersbug was directly behind him, hiding their soft body from harm. crochetsbug was holding up the rear and coated her shiny metal hook in slime and grime and dirt and mud as to not attract the bird. a couple of times they hear flapping and chittering above so they stopped in their tracks and hid under a leaf or something but before long they were at the snails’ abode. they actually lived in sickass tree houses that the party had literally no idea about, serves them right for judging and assuming so quickly. they climbed up the ladder ana stairs to the bunkers in the centers of the trees where the baby snails and some of the fathers were hiding. they brought them out slowly and the party stood watch outside. they grabbed their important goods, social security cards, vaccine cards, birth certificates etc. and stashed them in their shells. they were now on their way out down the treehouses and seersbug made sure to check this off on their map: this place was dope as fuck and definitely something to visit with a bigger group maybe after the bird threat was dealt with. so they went down the treehouse when suddenly the bird swooped down.
it was magnificent and massive, a huge silver golden beak and bright green feathers. it's eyes seemed of fire and when it opened it's beak there wasn't a tongue but a cryogenics freeze pod there. Who the hell could be inside of that? it squacked and landed atop the roof of the nearest treehouse, leaning down to peck with its silver and golden beak of not just color but pure metal. it was hard. the snails screamed as did the party, but hammersbug’s tough outer shell was able to protect against a beak attack. as the bird drew back for a second attack crochetsbug swung her beautifully powerful hook against its beak and.. it just bounced off. metal on metal didn't work that well. the bird seemed to laugh though it's mouth surely could not contort in the way to produce one: was this an effect of hammersbug’s psychadelic tea? or perhaps something more at foot. either way the bird reeled back for a second peck and struck hard right between the ridges of hammersbug’s thick back shell. he fell to the ground wounded and out of breath. it was crochetsbug’s one opportunity to attack but just as she reeled her hook back the head snail jumped on. He looked at her and in broken buglanguage said do it… she launched head snail directly at the bird and he landed on its eyes, sliming jt up. the bird flapped its wings and squacked wildly, flailing and screaming and crying trying to get this damn snail off. as it's beak was open crochetsbug stuck her hook into its mouth and ripped out the weird cryopod thing. as she did the bird was engulfed in sparks of blue electricity and it froze in place, falling to the ground. face first it planted into the dirt below like some sort of demented statue of organic tissue. the main snail managed to jump off mid-fall but his foot was injured. his husband came up to him and got him back up again, giving him a big kiss on the shell for being so brave and saving the entire village. he called to the other snails to go and retrieve the ones who evacuated: they could come home!! it was so wonderful. seersbug crawled over to hammersbug who was still on the floor reeling from the pain of the peck. his shell was cracked a little bit now holy shit. he was leaking a little intracellular fluid but seersbug was able to use their slimy grimy body to guck it up and stem the fluid loss. the good thing about softbugs is they they had the ability to heal from a lot and thus seersbug was able to grant this ability to others if they had so pleased.
able to get up now, hammersbug joined seersbug and together they joined crochetsbug who was looking at the weird chamber they had pulled from the bird’s mouth. it was much much too small to be a pod for a big being but it also didn't fit the scale of the snails or other animals: it must be a bug. who the hell put it inside the bird’s mouth though that was really weird. either way crochetsbug’s curiosity was really getting the better of her at this point and she pressed the giant red open button that was on the side of the pod. the door slowly opened to the side and slid off with a lot of smoke and the feeling of exoskeleton-chilling cold filling the area. they all coughed and gacked but when the smoke cleared they looked down to see a small and frail bug: but it was neither carapacian bug nor softbug nor anything inbetween; it was an ancient bug. the same race of bugs that the philosophersbug that seersbug had been a part of. this bug had been here eons and eons longer than any bug alive on earth but how did they have technology that powerful so years ago… this ancient bug sat up in their pod and looked around, laughing and giggling and gawking at the surroundings. They looked up and said it worked! wow! it worked! except it was very old time accent sounding like sort of shakespearean in tone in iambic pentameter and everything. they explained that they were the futuresbug and that a terrible calamity had struck the ancient bugs. one that they had hoped to avoid by adapting some big being tech they had the blueprints for. and it Fucking worked. they were now here billions of years after the calamity had apparently struck and were now alive. hammersbug asked how the hell they got into that bird and futuresbug was very confused. they didn't put themselves into a bird, they said. they had a room in their colony specifically for futuresbug and others like them. yeah that's right others survived too. seersbug’s bug ears perked up a little because they thought philosophersbug could still be alive maybe… but futuresbug had no clue how they ended up in that state. so weird and odd. crochetsbug then asked of what calamity had struck them? and futuresbug said Yggdrasil.. at this time seersbug’s third eye saw a red flare in the sky.. oh my goodness a war..
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cyndiperkins · 4 years
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Little cousins with BIG personalities. #thegirls #dog #cousins #gentlegiant #bigpersonality #miniatureschnauzer #goldendoodle (at Hayfield, Minnesota) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGNPBw6HTs6/?igshid=1abw1ihzpwwat
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ziaalexis · 4 years
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That boy got a big personality @braydenvon 😂 . . . #ZiaAlexis #BraydenVon #MySon💙 #ThatsMyBoy #IMadeHim #HesACharacter #BigPersonality #MommasBoy #BoyMom #explorepage #BoyMomsAreBetter #noshade #explore #imjustsaying #bigchop (at Atlanta, Georgia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAJhzh3gn1C/?igshid=y14qpa9om5w3
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dafted-bitch · 5 years
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Little booty, big personality
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Spring Personality Pictures? Yep! Check! #cowgirlboots #fancyhair #bigpersonality https://www.instagram.com/p/CbmCeSiOx_h/?utm_medium=tumblr
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like-the-sandwich · 6 years
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Thank you to my cousin and his bride for choosing a beautiful small town for their wedding. It reminded me that there’s always something new to discover in places that we thought we knew too well. #vsco #vscofilter #vscoedit #vscocam #galenaillinois #downtown #smalltown #bigpersonality #ortizwedding #family #summer https://www.instagram.com/p/BnzIlkVhTBa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1enczkk1sqoq6
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undocumentedny · 6 years
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#Today: made a new friend. His name is #WinstonCaldwell and we’re supes #tight. #tinydog #bigpersonality (at Poughkeepsie , New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bnj9ovsgnZT/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1iuc89nze9vca
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somanyfandomssss · 6 years
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My mouth, personality, and soul are just as big and lit as the city I’m in. 💪🏾| 📸: @jadajada.0 ✨// #JadaGotAGoodEye #Photography #Philadelphia #30thStreet #SchukillRiver #BigMouth #BigPersonality #BigSoul #SunnyDays
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titofrez · 4 years
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#oldtown #stockholm #theking #karlxivjohan #sky #framåtmarsch #blackandwhite #photobytitofrez #theroyalcastle #infinity #foreveryoung #statue #art #bigpersonality #monument #moments #amazing #sweden (på/i Stockholm, Sweden) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDCPF-LJ2mD/?igshid=10d2hrstly06y
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dtothe4th · 1 year
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world of bugs bk 1
in this world of bugs there is naught but one ruler: the king of all bugs. he rules without a queen as he ate her many eons ago except he never replaced her because he was just so crazy. he rules with his scepter of the gods granted to him by a big being: one of the star born. he uses its power to control the beings of his kingdom to commit heinous acts, they cannibalize each other, year limb from limb, build out of the carcasses of others. he himself manufactures the bugs using his scepter and bits of life force he gains from the suffering of bugs. these bugs in turn contain less life force than the bugs that came before them by definition, which only adds to the moral corruption and degradation of the kingdom. of course he also feeds off of this life force so he never dies, and maintains a bodyguard of similarly souped up bugs. the bug anatomy has began to change over the centuries under his rule. before the bugs were hard carapace sort of dudes but now they are slimy and soft. perhaps this has to do with life force. he ponders. but he does not have the mental fortitude to conduct research nor can he spare the life force to soup up some researcher bugs. he is getting anxious as the life force slowly drains entirely from his kingdom. the bugs that have none left simply fall to Husk status and turn to dust. this dust goes back into the ecosystem but instead of being a bsorbedinto plants like it's supposed to it merely flies away on the wind to be eaten accidentally by a bird or something. occasionally the kingdom acquires a large animal but never a bigperson because them and their source of the magical scepter are presumably immortal. big person spotting a have gotten rarer and rarer as the years and decades gone on leaving the king bug to only wonder what has happened.
he finds himself wishing that he could become a bigpersosn, if only he had enough life force. he slowly comes to the realization that the body guards he holds are of no use, most of the kingdom is too weak to provide any serious battle anyway and this he drains them into his scepter.! of the last sapient bugs he holds a town hall. he has begun to frail in his age even himself, and only a few survive. the cobblerbug and her shoemaking prowess have survived the chaos and bloodshed because shoes are always good business. as has the balersbug with their pastries oh so delicious. the cobbler king and baker speak amongthemseves; they do not blame the king for his actions; they would have done the same. the cobber and baker confer sans king and agree they definitely do blame the king, and the king knows they lie. in a world of deceit the only bug you can trust is yourself. they set out on a journey: the last bird that fell centuries ago held a prophecy in this beak of a substance that could e bigger a bug to big being size: and the king wants that himself. he wishes to find a source of infinite life force to keep the cruel and twisted game he calls his kingdom going. the bakers ig wants to craft the most delicious pastry ever in the world, which they have the recipe of. in an ancient well they pondered for years and eventually they looked up into the stars and saw it written: life force. they neeed a large sun of life force to craft this pastry. the cobblersbug wanted to hone her craft of shoes, and didn't really care about the prospect of infinite life force or the embiggeninggl process: she didn't really have much better to do. out of some of the bugs still hanging onto some life force she crafted the three some nice traveling shoes and they set off for a wonderful cave. the three didn't talk much with the bakersbug leading most of the conversation. the cobbler played along sometimes but the king was sort of an asshole. he kept reading the prophecy over and over trying to make sure there was no monkeys paws esque shenanigans going on with it but he never really seemed to come to a conclusion. on their way they found some smallcacti of which the king used his scepter to draw out the life force of. with this life force, the bakersbug baked them up some apple pie tiny edition and they were able to be sustained for a good deal. in the rain the cobblerbug asked for some life force to mold , of which the king granted by deadening the life of the nearby grass in a big radius. yes that is right they have traveled now to the point where they are outside of the kingdom and are now encountering some wild things: real grass for one. the cobblersbug hadn't seen this in her whole entire life before and it was wonderous. either way she used her shoe making abilities and the life force from the grass to make headshoes as she called them a quite kooky contraption that protected them from the rain. the bakersbug gave her a big kiss for this invention but the king refused to wear it. he was sort of an asshole after all. the rain engulfed him and he was quite grumpy about it all and after the cobbler’s third offer to make him a headshoe he finally agreed but only if it has cool spikes on top. she made one with cool spikes on top. the king was starting to get tired of this journey and wodefund if the star charts he had been following were true or not: perhaps something had been going on in big lands l that had altered the position of some of the stars. That could not be right. the bakersbug and cobbler assured him and continued on. eventually the found the cave of wonder: containing the mystical yggdrasil tree of life. this tree sprung forth water of all colors that blended together wonderfully .
immediately the king took out his scepter and realized.. wow the wood was the bark of yggdrasil! the bug person must have got it from here.. he placed the tip in the water and immediately a megnetic pull of the tree pulled him to it. his hand got trapped between the scepter and the three until it eventually snapped his hand off he yelled fuck really loud. the cobbler laughed but the bakersbug kept their mouth shut: the king was still in possession of more life force than them. now handless and scelterless the king sort of had a meltdown. he kicked dirt in the cave and punched stalagmite. eventually he tripped over his own dick suckingly long cape and fell face first into the waters of yggdrasil. when he surfaced his face was babylikeem and red, full of life force. he was new again! cobbler jumped in immediately after and she grew wonderful wings that were huge and pearlescent. bakersbug dipped a hand in and their fingers became little croissants. they decided not to jump in fully. cobblerbug took a bite of their fingers and it tasted delicious and buttery: baker was pissed off but then realized it didn't hurt at all and also their fingers grew back like right away: they realized they had BECOME the pastry they were oh so desperately searching for this whole time. cobbler was a fun loving soul and was thus rewarded with the ability to have fun in the sky. the king on the other hand was having difficulty trading water. while cobbler was just floating on the surface effortlessly he was not beginning to sink. his desperate wails and flails were useless as the pool seemed infinitely deep. his descent quickened and quickened until he disappeared from their sight into the depths. bakersbug and cobblersbug kissed now finally free of the evil king. they made a container out of clay and scooped up some of the yggdrasil’s water and hoped to bring it back to the kingdom to heal the remaining feral bugs and return lifeforce to the realm. however at this point they noticed a yellow glow of light rising from the bark of the tree upwards, hgaining speed. the three was also growing out of the top of this cave btw and into the hill mountain above. cobllersbug carried bakersbug l outside to see the top of the tree and follow the light with her new wings that were very strong. they were in time to see the light reach the canopy, every leaf bathed in golden light. it was also night time. beans of light shot from these leaves into the sky, each landing on a visible star. these stars then began to rain a golden. liquid: pure life force. this life force landed directly upon the kingdom, which C&B could see from all the way up here. the husks and dust and bugs barely holding onto feral consciousnesss all suddenly jumped to life! it was super fucked up but even all the bugs that had their parts used to build houses and roads and clothes and stuff came back to life! it was all one big bustling community! gone were the mind controlling ways of yggdrasil’s evil scepter, no longer was the king in power (instead turned into golden liquid) and C&B could fly home in peace. centuries of prosperity followed afterwards in the big kingdom, as cobblersbug and bakersbug were heralded as heroes for their entire life. the end
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cmh031 · 4 years
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#DressUpYourPetDay #TerrierTuesday #LiveLaughBark #LiveInTheNow #VisualsOfLife #MakingMemories #BigPersonality #AppreciateTheLittleThings #NothingIsOrdinary #January2020 #LiveAuthentic #JakeTheYorkie #YorkiesOfInstagram #Yorkie #YorkshireTerrier #YorkiesRock #FurToddler #LoveYorkies #CutenessOverload #4paws1tail #TheHappyNow #YorkieGram #YorkieLife #YorkieNation #YorkieLoversWorldWide #PrescriptionVetFood #PLE #Lymphangiectasia #ProteinLosingEnteropothy https://www.instagram.com/p/B7TxmIDF6NV/?igshid=bxrhu0e8xwqx
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Hello, Followers, my mall adventure continues. Here we have yours truly sitting on a bench perfectly sized for me. I hear you asking, “but VAN, does that bench not look a little too big and lonely for you? Are you joking?” No. I am not. It is the perfect fit. #BT21 #BT21VAN #SmallRobot #BigPersonality #MallAdventure #BTS (at Sono Lifestyle Mall) https://www.instagram.com/p/B63Hdttnx3Z/?igshid=1m15onbqnvssg
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