#English mastiff Welcome

[kippangel]

Our girl, Lilly our big English mastiff who is the end of the month term 15 still has a mind of a one year old

#English mastiff Welcome #lovedogs #haha lol #funny #meme Tumblr dogs #humor #tofunny live love

[agapemastiffs]

The Tibetan Mastiff: Your Own Personal Himalayan Yeti (But Friendlier)

Forget those mythical beasts guarding snowy peaks – the Tibetan Mastiff is the real deal. This ancient giant boasts a lineage older than your grandma's favorite rocking chair, and their loyalty runs deeper than a Himalayan crevasse. But before you start digging a moat for your new best friend, let's break down the good, the giant, and the fluffy of owning a Tibetan Mastiff.

From Nomadic Guardians to Living Legends

Imagine a world without fences. That was life for Tibetan nomads, who relied on these colossal canines to guard their herds from hungry predators and sketchy characters. These weren't your average guard dogs – Tibetan Mastiffs were basically furry fortresses, with a booming bark that could scare away a yeti (or at least make it reconsider its snack choice). Today, they're still revered symbols of good luck and protection, but with way less yak wrangling involved.

A Gentle Giant with an Independent Streak

Tibetan Mastiffs are as loyal as they are large. They bond deeply with their families, offering unwavering devotion (think best friend who also happens to be the size of a small pony). However, their independent streak is real. The Cane Corso can also be as large as these gentle giants. These pups aren't pushovers – they're thinkers who need early socialization to avoid becoming suspicious of strangers. Think of them as the chill bodyguards of the dog world – they'll keep an eye out, but won't necessarily attack first (unless you mess with their humans, then all bets are off).

Living with a Mountain Guardian: Not for the Faint of Leash

Owning Tibetan Mastiff Puppies is like having your own personal mountain lion (but way cuddlier). These giants need ample space to roam and stretch those long legs. Forget tiny apartments – a fenced-in yard with secure boundaries is a must-have. Grooming is a breeze (think one or two good brushings a week), but bath time might require a team effort (or a professional groomer).

Keeping Your Gentle Giant Healthy:

Tibetan Mastiffs have a lifespan of 10-12 years, but their size can make them prone to certain health issues like hip dysplasia and bloat. Regular vet checkups, a healthy diet, and keeping them at a good weight are key to a long and happy life for your furry giant.

Training Your Himalayan Companion: Respect is Key

Tibetan Mastiffs are smart, but their independent streak can make traditional training methods a challenge. Positive reinforcement with treats and praise is your best bet. The Neapolitan Mastiff needs quite a bit of training as well. They're eager to please their trusted handlers, so positive vibes go a long way. Early socialization is crucial to prevent fearfulness or aggression later in life. Think of it as teaching them proper mountain etiquette – gotta know how to interact with other creatures (especially the smaller ones).

Who Should Adopt a Tibetan Mastiff?

These aren't your average lapdogs. The ideal owner has an active lifestyle and a house that resembles a small castle (with a secure yard, of course). Experience with large breeds is a plus, as their size and strength require a confident and capable handler. Families with older children who understand canine behavior can find a loyal companion in a Tibetan Mastiff. But first-time dog owners and those living in cramped spaces might want to consider a smaller guardian, like a fluffy chihuahua.

A Loyal Companion with a Storied Past

If you can provide the space, care, and consistent training a Tibetan Mastiff requires, the rewards are epic. Their unwavering loyalty, independent spirit, and majestic presence make them cherished companions. The English Mastiff is also a wonderful companion as well. Owning a Tibetan Mastiff isn't just about having a dog; it's about welcoming a guardian, protector, and a living piece of Himalayan history into your life. Just be prepared for the endless supply of fur tumbleweeds and the occasional mistaken identity as a mythical beast (because, let's face it, they're pretty darn impressive).

In Conclusion

The Tibetan Mastiff is a breed unlike any other. Their colossal size embodies the spirit of the Himalayas, while their gentle heart offers unwavering companionship. Carefully consider the responsibilities involved in owning one of these majestic creatures. If you can provide the space, training, and love they deserve, a Tibetan Mastiff will reward you with a loyal friend and a guardian for life.

A Watchful Protector: For The Progression Of The Ages

Mastiffs, gentle giants with ancient roots, come in various breeds. Loyal guardians with calm temperaments, they require ample space, training, and experienced owners due to their size and strength. Though some breeds have wrinkles, all Mastiffs offer a lifetime of devotion.

#pets #mastiffs #Tibetan Mastiff #Tibetan Mastiff Puppies

[depressed-cowboah]

✨About Me post✨

Hello!! Welcome to my little blog!! I saw some friends do this and thought I should too.

Online you can call me Ruby, using that for ✨privacy reasons✨

Idk here’s little facts or something

She/her, but honestly I don’t care what you use!

I am a adult but please no nsfw stuff, I will block u

Training a service dog! Any posts about him will probably be tagged “Franklin”

this is a social media I like to keep to myself and not worry about irl people so I'm not sure i’ll post much about my life.

Beginner taxidermist! I work with strictly naturally deceased animals. Mostly articulate bones, but i’d love to get better at true taxidermy.

I tend to unfollow frequently when interests change, so please don't take it personally- I'm probably just not interested in whatever topic you post about anymore.

(part of my collection!)

Stuff I'm interested in and prob reblog or post about!

LOCKED TOMB!! I love the locked tomb sm. First book is called Gideon the ninth, go read it!!

Bones and skeletons! I do reblog and post about them, so if that’s something you don't like to see be warned. I try to tag all those as “tw bones”

(the warthog I articulated!)

Dogs! I love them v v much and will talk about dogs forever. English mastiffs are my favorite, i’ve had nine English and a handful of other mastiff breeds. I would love to get into showing them someday!

Reptiles! I love them so so much! I have a northern blue tongue named Walter, 2 Beardies named Herman and Dart, and a corn snake named Pyrrha. Walter is from a enthical breeder I adore and the rest are rescues! All my enclosures are bioactive.

(my children- Dart the orange Beardie, Herman the grey Beardie, Walter the skink and Pyrrha the snake

The last of us!!! Ahh I love tlou! I am one of those people that adore the second game and i’m a Abby supporter. If you hate post about her simply because of what she did at the start, I’ll block. Structured criticism is fine- I just can't stand when people violently hate her just because of that, Joel has done way worse. It was justified lol

Stranger things! I've been a fan of st since the start, it's a big comfort show for me. I named one of my lizards after our favorite little monster.

Red dead redemption!! I could talk about rdr for days dude. My user is inspired by it!

Star wars!! I'm not as into Star wars as I used to be, but I still love it- especially mandalorian.

Lastly, the MCU! Again like Star wars i’m not as into it as I was, but I still enjoy it.

Anddddd lastly

Don't interact or follow if you're a asshole. Anyone can be whatever as long as they aren't hurting themselves or others, and just be generally respectful and polite. Ty!

#tw bones #tw animal bones #tw skeleton #me

[thegreatlibraryfangirl]

if the great library characters became animals, what would they be and why??

(I have seen your previous ask, it's epic, but my brain is currently refusing to answer it, apologies)

ok so, easiest first:

Wolfe

Crow.

Why? Because of 'Stormcrow', of course. Also:

They are fairly solitary, usually found alone or in pairs, although they may form occasional flocks.

Source RPSB website

Fun fact btw, Gandalf is referred to as Stormcrow, and this article has a lot of stuff about Gandalf being seen as a harbinger of chaos and destruction that works very well both for Wolfe's personal circumstances and his job confiscating originals.

Rather than wolf as an alternative, I could see Wolfe as a black panther (melanistic leopard).

Again, a loner animal, but this is more playing off Jess' obsession with pointing out that Wolfe is lean and athletic in physique (S&P has it like 3 times, other people say various things about Wolfe's size throughout the series).

Santi

Dog. Of some huge, imposing and loyal type. Suggest breeds for me in reblogs or something. Google informs me there is an Italian livestock guardian dog breed called Maremmano, so that'll do for now. Or a mastiff, maybe.

Jess

Ok so before I even think of anything at all - Thomas canonically compares Jess to an otter, in Sword and Pen. How very heterosexual of you, Thomas. So we have to consider this!

Other than that, thank you Thomas, I think Jess is a dog too, for how much he enjoys affection and the exercise of the High Garda Specifically a Jack Russell terrier (small, fearless, English in origin, incredibly persistent).

Jess himself might identify as a rat, as a fuck-you to both Dario and his father. The brown rat, which is actually apparently nicknamed "street rat" according to Wikipedia.

Note, the Wikipedia article on black rat gave me: "The black rat also has a scraggly coat of black fur, and is slightly smaller than the brown rat." paging @wheel-of-whimsy can you headcanon the Brightwell twins as these two rat types??

Khalila

I should really have put her first tbh, as the most solid one of all; I headcanon her as the blackfooted cat. It's one of the tiniest wildcat species, and it is known for being particularly fierce when it defends itself. Tiny predator Khalila. I will say no more.

Dario

Reluctantly, I'm actually going to call Dario a lion. Like, a lion who's bad at fighting. Royal associations obviously, needs a group around him to survive. Except he'd be bad at being the head of a pride for aforementioned fighting reason. Dario as Scar, is what I'm saying here. That or he's just a standard pampered housecat. Take your pick. (Note, the domestic cat is actually much more social than people think!)

Maybe he's a wasp. Stabby stabby, underappreciated lol.

Glain

Glain is a difficult one. Argh. Suggestions welcome. Soldier ant??? That seems unfair. Ink and Bone Glain is a bit of a honey badger tbh, but idk about later. Is she a lioness, actually?? Quite possibly. Part of a family team, killing machine.

Thomas

Thomas' two main traits are Big and Genius. (Yes I know there's obviously more to him than that but we're simplifying). Therefore he's an elephant.

Morgan

I know I always say this every time a personality/categorisation thing comes up, but god damn it Morgan is hard to do. Her entire arc imo, start to finish, is based around not wanting to be enslaved, ended up enslaved anyway, and then being a martyr. What does she enjoy doing? We don't know. What are her skills, hobbies, characteristics other than 'gets Jess' dick hard'?? Smoke and Iron and to a degree Sword and Pen does give us more insight into her, but only based around "How do I get out of this?"

OK, so creative, intelligent, ridiculously determined. Also magic powers. Idk. Grey parrot.

#the great library #animals #asking things

[fakedoomslayer]

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[dollycas]

Special Guest - Susan McCormick - Author of The Fog Ladies: Date with Death (A San Francisco Cozy Murder) #AuthorInterview #Giveaway - Great Escapes Book Tour

The Fog Ladies: Date with Death (A San Francisco Cozy Murder) by Susan McCormick

I am delighted to welcome Susan McCormick to Escape With Dollycas Today!

Hi Susan,  Please tell us a little bit about yourself. I’m a writer and a doctor, recently retired. When I was doctoring, I could only write on the weekends I wasn’t working, at 4:30 in the morning when the Seattle morning sun shined in and woke me up. I wrote three books that way, from 4:30am to 9am when my family was sleeping and before the weekend action began. Now that I can write all day, I still prefer that quiet early morning time. What are three things most people don’t know about you? I was in the Army for nine years, stationed in San Francisco, Washington DC, and the Mojave desert. I love giant dogs and have loved St. Bernards, and English Mastiff, and Newfoundlands. Big heads, big slobber. My best ideas come when running, which is very hard now that I have bad knees and have to walk. Walking is not the same as running. What books/authors have most inspired you? I love Alexander McCall Smith’s No 1 Ladies Detective Agency series. His gentle style, his commentaries on life and marriage and friendship, and his overall happy tone give me calm and peace.

What kind of research do you do, and how long do you spend researching before beginning a book? The parts of the book that require know-how are all medical, so, being a doctor, I don’t really have to research, just brush up a tad. So, no true research at all. Do you ever suffer from Writer’s Block? I don’t. It’s almost the opposite, too many ideas, too many directions. Perhaps because my early writing was limited to the early morning hours on the weekends only, and I had to make such good use of that tiny time, I am accustomed to sitting and writing, and if something is not flowing, starting a different scene and coming back to the troubled spot later.

What advice do you have for someone who would like to become a published writer? Keep trying. I heard for many years from agents and editors that they loved cozies, but there was not market at that time, that people wanted noir and vampires and unreliable narrators. Then, suddenly, cozies were back, and I had two small presses vying for my story. However, and this is key, over that time of rejection I also honed that story immensely, working with a developmental editor and taking suggestions from the agents willing to share. I also kept writing, so that when the first book was published, Book 2 was ready as well. When you are not writing what do you like to do? Most writers are readers and so am I. My favorite pastime is reading curled on the couch or lounging on the deck. I’m also a runner turned walker due to bad knees, and I love to walk along the lake near our house. My husband and I enjoy travel, and we are doing more and more now that we are empty nesters and retired.

If you could travel anywhere in the world where would you go and why? Far too many choices. My husband and I are ticking off places now, trying to spend good amounts of time to immerse ourselves, and each place is wonderful and fabulous and we would return to all. What is next on the horizon for you? Writing, writing, writing. Fog Ladies Book 5 is in my head. I have written a suspense story set in a hospital with an estranged mother/son team. Another suspense is plotted out. So many ideas, far too little time. Even though I have so much more time now than I ever had before. Thank you, Susan, for visiting today! Keep reading to find out about Susan's new book. 

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#California #cozymystery #SusanMcCormick #TheWildRosePress

[meowk9]

Wrinkly Dog Breeds: A Comprehensive Guide by Meowk9

Welcome to Meowk9's comprehensive guide to wrinkly dog breeds. In this article, we will explore everything you need to know about wrinkly dogs, from their unique characteristics to their care requirements. We will also provide some tips on how to choose the right wrinkly dog breed for your lifestyle.

What Are Wrinkly Dog Breeds?

Wrinkly dog breeds are dogs that have an abundance of wrinkles or folds in their skin. These wrinkles are a result of selective breeding for specific physical features, and can be found in a variety of dog breeds. While some people find wrinkles to be cute or endearing, it's important to note that wrinkles can also pose health risks. Dogs with deep wrinkles may be more prone to skin infections, allergies, and other skin issues. It's essential to maintain proper hygiene and grooming habits to keep your wrinkly dog healthy.

Popular Wrinkly Dog Breeds

There are several popular wrinkly dog breeds, each with their unique characteristics and needs. Here are some of the most well-known wrinkly dog breeds: Shar Pei The Shar Pei is a Chinese breed known for its deep wrinkles and blue-black tongue. These dogs have a loyal and protective nature, making them excellent guard dogs. Shar-Peis are also prone to several health issues, including eye problems and skin infections.

Breed Overview: - HEIGHT: 18 to 20 inches - WEIGHT: 45 to 60 pounds - PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS: Compact, medium-size body; short coat with loose skin; small ears; wrinkles on head and back; curled tail; small, sunken eyes English Bulldog The English Bulldog is a beloved wrinkly dog breed that is known for its affectionate and loyal nature. Originally bred for bull-baiting, this breed has come a long way since its brutal origins and is now a popular companion animal.

Breed Overview: - HEIGHT: 14 to 15 inches - WEIGHT: 40 to 50 pounds - PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS: Smooth, short coat; large head; short, stocky body; wrinkled face with loose jowls; colors vary greatly Basset Hound The Basset Hound is a French breed that is known for its long ears and droopy eyes. These dogs are laid-back and friendly, making them excellent family pets. However, they are prone to obesity and should have a well-balanced diet and regular exercise.

Breed Overview: - HEIGHT: 15 inches and under - WEIGHT: 40 to 65 pounds - PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS: Short, strong legs and large paws; long, droopy ears; loose skin; wrinkled brow; short, smooth coat; coat color includes combinations of black, white, brown, tan, lemon, mahogany, and red Bloodhound The Bloodhound is a large breed known for its keen sense of smell and deep wrinkles. These dogs are intelligent and friendly, but they require plenty of exercise and mental stimulation. Bloodhounds are prone to several health issues, including hip dysplasia and bloat.

Breed Overview: - HEIGHT: 23 to 27 inches - WEIGHT: 80 to 110 pounds - PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS: Long, droopy ears; loose skin; wrinkled face with loose, flapping lips; standard color combinations include black and tan, liver and tan, and solid red; tall, alert stature Neapolitan Mastiff The Neapolitan Mastiff is an Italian breed that is known for its massive size and wrinkled appearance. These dogs are protective and loyal, making them excellent guard dogs. However, they are prone to several health issues, including hip dysplasia and bloat.

Breed Overview: - HEIGHT: 24 to 31 inches - WEIGHT: 110 to 150 pounds - PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS: Large, powerful body; large, droopy lips and wrinkled head; lionlike stance; short coat; colors include solid gray, black, mahogany and tawny; may have brindle coat pattern

Care Requirements for Wrinkly Dogs

If you're considering adding a wrinkly dog to your family, it's essential to understand their care requirements. Here are some tips for taking care of your wrinkly dog: Grooming Wrinkly dogs require frequent grooming to maintain proper hygiene and prevent skin issues. You should bathe your wrinkly dog at least once a month and clean their wrinkles with a damp cloth daily. Be sure to dry their wrinkles thoroughly to prevent infections. Exercise While some wrinkly dog breeds are laid-back, all dogs require regular exercise to maintain their physical and mental health. You should aim to provide your wrinkly dog with at least 30 minutes of exercise daily, such as walking or playing in the yard. Nutrition Wrinkly dogs require a well-balanced diet that is rich in protein and nutrients. Be sure to choose a high-quality dog food that meets your dog's nutritional needs. You should also avoid overfeeding your wrinkly dog, as obesity can lead to several health issues. Health Issues Wrinkly dogs are prone to several health issues, including skin infections, allergies, breathing difficulties, hip dysplasia, and bloat. It's essential to schedule regular veterinary checkups to catch any health issues early on. It's also important to be aware of the specific health issues that are common in your chosen breed. For example, Shar Peis are prone to eye problems, while Bulldogs are prone to joint issues. By understanding your dog's breed-specific health risks, you can take steps to prevent or manage potential health issues.

Choosing the Right Wrinkly Dog Breed

When choosing a wrinkly dog breed, it's important to consider your lifestyle and living situation. Some wrinkly dog breeds are more high-maintenance than others and may not be the best fit for everyone. Here are some factors to consider when choosing a wrinkly dog breed: Activity Level Consider how active you are and how much exercise you can provide for your dog. While some wrinkly dog breeds are more laid-back, others require plenty of exercise and mental stimulation to stay healthy and happy. Grooming Needs Wrinkly dogs require frequent grooming to maintain proper hygiene and prevent skin issues. Consider how much time and effort you are willing to devote to grooming your dog. Health Risks All dogs are prone to certain health issues, but wrinkly dog breeds may be more susceptible to skin infections, allergies, and other issues. Consider the potential health risks associated with your chosen breed and whether you are prepared to manage these issues. Living Situation Consider your living situation when choosing a wrinkly dog breed. Some breeds may be better suited for apartments or smaller homes, while others require plenty of space to run and play.

Frequently Asked Questions About Wrinkly Dogs

Are wrinkly dogs more prone to health issues? Yes, wrinkly dogs may be more prone to health issues, including skin infections, allergies, and breathing difficulties. It's essential to maintain proper hygiene and grooming habits to prevent these issues. Do wrinkly dogs require special care? Wrinkly dogs require frequent grooming and proper hygiene to prevent skin infections and other issues. They may also require more frequent veterinary checkups to manage potential health issues. Can wrinkles be a sign of a health issue in dogs? Yes, wrinkles can be a sign of a health issue in dogs, such as skin infections or allergies. If you notice any changes in your dog's skin or behavior, it's important to schedule a veterinary checkup. Are all wrinkly dogs high-maintenance? Not all wrinkly dogs are high-maintenance, but they do require frequent grooming and proper hygiene to prevent skin issues. Some breeds may also be prone to specific health issues that require extra care.

Conclusion

Wrinkly dogs are unique and endearing pets, but they do require special care and attention to maintain their health and happiness. By understanding their specific needs and potential health risks, you can provide the best possible care for your wrinkly dog. When choosing a wrinkly dog breed, be sure to consider your lifestyle, living situation, and the breed-specific health risks. With proper care and attention, your wrinkly dog can be a loyal and loving companion for years to come. Read the full article

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[robert09sworld]

How to Add Cat to American Airlines [phone] US Service Animals - Can You Bring Your Pets On board American Airlines? Aamerican Airlines Pet Policy

Assuming you are expecting to go with your pet and your objective is out of driving distance a plane is clearly your most ideal choice. The inquiry is, is your pet permitted to load up a plane?

American carriers have explicit pet strategies set up, however there is uplifting news. On the off chance that you are going with a canine or a feline your little companion can make the journey overhead with you as long as specific necessities are met. Tragically, just felines and canines are permitted to board the airplane, so your pet monkey could need to pass on this one. How to Add Cat to American Airlines [phone] You have a couple various choices to bring your creature companion along. You can portable luggage, check, or transport your pets. These all rely upon your pet's variety and size.

What are the Prerequisites? In the event that going with your canine or feline you should make certain to bring along a wellbeing testament and a state-of-the-art immunization record.

Portable Pets How to Add Cat to American Airlines [phone] On American flights, you can welcome 1 pet hotel as your lightweight suitcase if:

You pay the portable pet charge.

Your pet is somewhere around two months old.

Your pet stays in the pet hotel and under the seat before you the whole flight.

Pet hotel rules for portable pets American Aircrafts expects no risk for the wellbeing or prosperity of portable pets. The accompanying standards are upheld:

Pets should have the option to stand up, pivot and rests in a characteristic situation in their pet hotel.

Non-folding pet hotels can't surpass 19in x 13in x 9in.

Delicate sided folding pet hotels can be bigger yet need to fit under the seat, must be secure, cushioned, made of water-repellant material and have nylon network ventilation on at least 2 sides.

Actually taken a look at Pets How to Add Cat to American Airlines [phone] You can head out with up to 2 checked pets that are no less than about two months old. It is vital to remember that limit is restricted, so pets are just acknowledged on a first-come premise. While checking a pet, you'll have to:

Contact Reservations somewhere around 48 hours preceding travel.

Check in at the ticket counter.

Permit additional registration time (can't actually look at pets over 4 hours before your flight).

Complete an agenda with a specialist.

Give a wellbeing endorsement.

In the event that your flight has an association, checked pets are simply permitted to associate through these urban communities:

Charlotte, NC (CLT)

Chicago O'Hare, IL (ORD)

Dallas/Post Worth, TX (DFW)

Los Angeles, CA (Remiss)

New York Kennedy, NY (JFK)

New York LaGuardia, NY (LGA)

Miami, FL (MIA)

Philadelphia, Dad (PHL)

Phoenix, AZ (PHX) Washington Reagan, DC (DCA) American Aircrafts Plane How to Add Cat to American Airlines [phone] Remember Checked pets can't go on A321, A321S, A321H, A320, A319 airplane since they don't have legitimate ventilation to securely ship your pet to and from your area.

Checked pets can't head out to/through/from Phoenix (PHX), Tucson (TUS), Las Vegas (LAS) or Palm Springs (PSP) May 1 - September 30, 2018. The explanation being is that temperatures frequently surpass a protected breaking point for creatures and could present expected dangers.

What Breeds are Prohibited? The accompanying canine varieties are not permitted to travel: Affenpinscher, American Staffordshire Terrier, Boston Terrier, Fighter (all varieties), Brussels Griffon, Bulldog (all varieties), Stick Corso, Dogue De Bordeaux, English Toy Spaniel, Japanese Jaw, Lhasa Apso, Mastiff (all varieties), Pekingese, Pit Bull, Presa Canario, Pug (all varieties), Shar Pei, Shih Tzu, Staffordshire Bull Terrier, Tibetan Spaniel; and feline varieties that can't be checked are: Burmese, Persian, Himalayan, and Intriguing Shorthair.

Explicit Guidelines for all American Aircrafts Flights Location Pet Strategy All American doesn't acknowledge creatures moved for research except for lab mice and rodents. All American Aircrafts doesn't move the accompanying wild game prizes: elephant, lion, water bison, rhinoceros and panther. All We keep up with the option to reject transport to any creature that is showing forceful way of behaving or doesn't seem fit to travel. All If you are shipping a non-trained, wild, intriguing or zoo creature, there is just a single spot you can drop them off for transport: freight terminals. We will keep on moving family pets, for example, canines, felines, ferrets, birds, gerbils, hamsters, guinea pigs, pot-tummy pigs, bunnies, rodents and unfeeling creatures from traveler ticket counters, things administration workplaces and committed Worldwide Need Delivery Focuses. All We don't move venomous or harmful snakes, reptiles, spineless creatures or creatures of land and water as characterized by the IATA Live Creature Guidelines. All In consistence with USDA guidelines, we can't move warm-blooded creatures on any single trip north of 12 hours long. How to Add Cat to American Airlines [phone] The Reality Your rage companion can go along with you on your movements, yet you really want to ensure that you meet every one of the prerequisites and observe the important rules for a protected flight. There is a sticker price joined to the movements of your creature. Administration creatures fly free, portable creatures are $125, and checked pets are $200.

Be that as it may, eventually, who can put a sticker price on the friendship of your 4-legged companion?

#Travel #pet travel policy #tavel

[soggyskinflaps]

RE8 Modern AU

So, this is just my little take on a happy normal life for this cast:

 After the corrupt company that Mia worked for shut down thanks to Chris and his team, she and Ethan have been put into protective custody, jumping from one place to another. They didn’t mind not living that uncomfortably, as long as they had eachother. All that changed when they had Rosemary. They needed a stable normal life to raise their daughter so Chris sent them to a village hidden in the mountains of Romania, where they supposedly would be safe. This is where their life really changes.

-Ethan gets his old job as a system engineer back, only this time in the factory just outside of town.

-For now Mia’s been home taking care of rose but she’s thinking of getting a job as the friendly shopkeeper’s assistant!

 Most of the villagers are fine, most joke around with the family due to being outsiders. Both he and Mia have become friends of the Lupu family and Luiza. But there are some...unique characters in this village. The lords are the richest people in town, and all work under the wing of Mother Miranda, the mayor.

-Mother Miranda is the mayor of this town. Not much is known from her past aside from once being a scientist and the fact she left her old job due to the loss of her daughter, Eva. She welcomes the Winters family warmly, maybe creepily so...She isn’t nearly as bad here, simply depressed. One thing Ethan doesn’t like is how she looks at Rose, but she’s just so similar to Eva when she was a baby...

-Alcina Dimitrescu is the direct descendent of the Dimitrescu family, and heir to the family business, their wine company. She lives in the old Dimitrescu castle that housed her family for generations. Classy, old-fashioned, (really hot)beautiful, smart and charming. She’s not as tall, of course, but she’s still a giant standing at 7 feet tall. She has a dislike of most men, having only female workers. Still, she and Ethan seem to respect eachother, not having that much of a relationship but oh well. She does have a good relationship with Mia, and they spend time talking about their daughters.

-The Dimitrescu sisters are Alcina’s adopted daughters and her pride and joy. They are also the town flirts, who encourage their “victims” to try their family’s wine. Most of the time a maid at the castle has left is because they were scared of their flirting. Still, aside from helping with the family business they have their respective jobs. Bela works at the library, where she can peacefully read any literature she can’t find at home. Just like at home she has to hush her sisters when they come find her and interrupt her readings. Cassandra has always had a love for cutting things up, so she works at a butcher shop. If it wasn’t for the money she would simply make this her life’s work. Daniela however can’t keep a job because she can’t keep herself from flirting with clients and co-workers alike.

-Donna Beneviento is a toymaker. She has a shop filled with superbly well made dolls, and in her free time makes replicas of other people she likes. She has a scar over her right eye that she specifically grew her hair long to cover. Her family died when she was little and she gained trauma that affected her social skills, so she talks through Angie, her pet parrot. No one really knows if Angie just knows what Donna wants to say of if she’s some gremlin trapped in a parrot’s body, but no one cares enough. They just like seeing her happy. Even so, behind the scenes, Donna is a drug dealer, selling hallucinogenic drugs as a side hustle. In the cast only the Dimitrescu sisters, who buy them, and Duke know about this.

-Salvatore Moreau is a school teacher, beloved by most children, though a tragic accident left him disfigured. He spends his free time in the river in the village’s reservoir, usually alone. Here, people are nice to him and acknowledge his existence. He also likes watching romance movies in his free time, as well as simply helping people around. Him and the Duke often go fishing together, and Daniela shows up to watch romance movies with her only fellow hopeless romantic.

-Karl Heisenberg owns the factory just outside of the village. What he does exactly...no one’s really sure, not even Ethan, who works with him. Speaking of Ethan, Karl treats him like a mad scientist treats his lab assistant. The man is the definition of a genius idiot, able to make incredible machines out of scrap but wear sunglasses inside ot at night. He also has a side job taking care of stray animals, though mostly dogs. His favourite is Sturm, a English Mastiff who’s also a complete idiot.

-The Duke is a shopkeeper who also runs a little café. He is beloved by all, his charm basically dripping from his large pockets. He knows everything about everyone, so be careful as to not stay on his bad side...He is the first person the Winterses befriend, and has offered to teach Mia the secrets of romanian cuisine.

-Urias and his brother are miners working near the reservoir. Big, burly, hairy and grumpy, you would almost think they’re lycans! They work for Miranda, though they are friendlier with Karl.

And that’s it. I might make something more outta this, maybe mess around and make stories and memes, who knows?

#resident evil village #re8 #au #ethan winters #Mia winters #rose winters #chris redfield #mother miranda #elena lupu #luiza #alcina dimitrescu #dimitrescu daughters #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #donna beneviento #salvatore moreau #karl heisenberg #urias #urias strajer #resident evil angie #the duke

[le-roi-des-bulgares]

Voltaire’s fable

Sire, il y avait autrefois un lion et un rat; le rat fut amoureux du lion et alla lui faire sa cour. Le lion lui donna un petit coup de patte. Le rat s'en alla dans sa souricière, mais il aima toujours le lion; et voyant un jour un filet qu'on tendait pour attraper le lion et le tuer, il en rongea une maille. Sire, le rat baise très humblement vos belles griffes en toute humilité; il ne mourra jamais entre deux capucins comme a fait, à Bâle, un dogue de Saint-Malo; il aurait voulu mourir auprès de son lion. Croyez que le rat était plus attaché que le dogue.

Voltaire to Frederick, [c. 15 October 1759]. (x)

rough translation (corrections are welcome!):

Sire, once upon a time there was a lion and a rat; the rat was in love with the lion and went to pay court to him. The lion pawed him a little. The rat then went into his mousetrap [??mouse hole maybe?], but he always loved the lion; and seeing one day a net was set down to catch the lion and kill him, the rat bit off a stitch on the net. Sire, the rat kisses very humbly your beautiful claws with all the humility; he would never die between two capuchin monks at Basel, like a mastiff from Saint-Malo had done [Maupertuis, who died in July 1759] . He would have liked to die beside his lion. Believe that the rat was more attached [to the lion] than the mastiff.

he used “amoureux” which fundamentally means love love while also has an extended meaning of “to have a great passion for something” - not someone though. (x) and it’s fun that the french dogue comes from dog and the english mastiff comes from old french mastin...

also, Voltaire said that the rat bit off a stitch to rescue the lion, because he was trying to encourage the negotiation of peace between Frederick and French foreign minister Duc de Choiseul, right after major Prussian defeat at Kunersdorf (august 12th) and French defeat at Minden (august 1st)

there is another fable of the eagle from latitude 53° north and the little rat who had a violent passion for him in a 1776 letter from V to F. (x)

#diplomat Voltaire is at it again #and they've been arguing (but i guess secretly enjoying) for 3 or 4 months before Kunersdorf #'you're heartless' #'bitch do you forget who you're writing to' #'what did i write? what did i write?' #'you don't care about me' #'fuck off and here's a poem' #fritztaire #toxic husbands strike!

[popatochisssp]

if/when you get the energy/time to- im really curious; what kinda fuzzy friends do the newer skeles have? does pitch have a seeing eye-dog version of princess? or does ell and/or nemo have a fuzzy buddy to help with their anxiety or anything similar or in-between? spare fuzzy friend hcs for the poor, ma'am????

Well, you asked for it!

Ash (Undergloom Sans): A cat named Annie (Ragdoll), adopted as an emotional support buddy! She picked him, really, just ambling right on up to him, and it was love at first flop-over-his feet. Having a little sweetheart like her to take care of has really helped to pull Ash out of the doldrums and he loves her a lot. She’s a big-time cuddlebug, just like he is, and they definitely spend a ton of time napping together, everywhere and anywhere.

Annie’s Quirks: Extra chunky (master of the ‘I haven’t been fed yet 🥺’ con), stockpiles socks and undies beneath the bed, shameless catnip junkie

Yrus (Undergloom Papyrus): He feels like he’s not as active as he should be, lots of time spent indoors doing academic things, when there’s a whole beautiful world out there that he should be getting out to see at least sometimes... He has the idea that maybe an animal companion would be the right motivation to get up and out at least a couple times a day, and Cannoli (Pembroke Welsh Corgi) is the solution to the problem! They click pretty much immediately and are just very well-suited to each other, especially as exercise partners.

Cannoli’s Quirks: Loves (short) walks, rests his head on any feet that stay still long enough, must sleep in the same bed as the people and will hop/bark/cry if he can’t get up there himself

Brick (Horrorfell Sans):He doesn’t know too much of the story himself, he’s sure he was told in more detail but probably forgot. All he remembers is, a friend of a friend had a dog who had an accident...or maybe it got sick? Either way, it went deaf, and the dog was too big and unwieldy for them to try to retrain themselves. But they had a friend who was HoH, and that friend was active in the community with lots of other signing and HoH folks and could ask around about someone who might be up for the challenge of having and training a real big dog that couldn’t hear a word you said to it. That’s how Brick heard about it, anyway, and he’s not deaf but he’s big, and he figures he probably knows at least enough sign by now to train a dog. And that’s how Tiny (English Mastiff) comes to stay at his place. They clumsily work on understanding each other, it’s definitely a Process, but there’s plenty of fondness there to make any difficulty worth the trouble.

Tiny’s Quirks: Bit of a digging problem, gets very excited about balloons, likes to sit near people and lean his entire weight into them

King (Horrorfell Papyrus): This one may look familiar, but it’s fate-- Doomfanger (Persian) belongs with him and could find her way to him in any universe. ...But King was a little later getting to the Surface, and wasn’t there to pick her up when she was freshly on the streets. She spent awhile longer being an alleycat, a few years of living the rough life, and one day when she’s not quite fast enough to scurry out of the way of an oncoming car, it probably would’ve been the end for her... if not for the kind Samaritan skeleton who was just passing by that scooped her up off the pavement and brought her to a vet. King tried very hard not to get attached to her, especially when it was still looking like she wouldn’t make it, but he kept moving the goalpost of when he’d let himself care about her. ‘IF IT LIVES UNTIL MORNING,’ ‘IF IT MAKES IT TO THE VET,’ ‘IF SHE SURVIVES HER SURGERY,’ ‘IF--’ and then she looks at him, with her goofy drugged up face, freshly missing the foot of her back paw so that they even match now, and... And just like that, Doomfanger has a home and a devoted cat-dad owner and anything else she could possibly need.

Doomfanger’s Quirks: Likes to be raked, makes an incredible fuss when shut out of any room for any reason, very spooked by loud noises and immediately runs and hides under daddy’s bed

Merc (Horrorswap Sans): He wanted a pet, especially when things were still a little strained with his brother and the nature of his...condition...made it difficult to make friends. He was lonely and a little pal would be very welcome in his home, but he’d also really hate to curse a furry friend with the ever-present threat of being dripped on and getting nasty bone-goop stuck in their fur... Ella (Sphynx) is the workaround to this unusual problem and makes herself right at home with Merc, happy to love on him whether he’s solid or sticky.

Ella’s Quirks: Has an extensive collection of sweaters that she adores (will sit by her dresser and meow until she is clothed), great sense for emotions and tends to appear whenever she’s needed, transfixed by mirrors

Ell (Horrorswap Papyrus): He didn’t choose Ripley (Maine Coon), Ripley... well, he’s not even sure Ripley chose him. He definitely chose Ella, because that pretty little sweater-wearing vixen in the window is what drove him to bust into Ell and Merc’s house and start sauntering around like he owned the place. Ripley (named before they realized he was a boy-cat) was definitely feral, with a notched ear and a missing eye, but he just keeps coming around, breaking and entering, cuddling with Ella and sharing her food, and when he one day hops into Ell’s lap and curls his big fluffy body up there... Ell makes the (possibly bad) decision to just shut the doors and windows on this mean, fat bastard and make him commit to the self-domestication he’d started. Ripley’s fickle, anti-social, and nine times out of ten mean as hell, but despite it all, Ell’s attached to the fucker. Doesn’t stop him from talking mad shit about his demon-cat to anyone who’ll listen, but y’know, there’s a weird sort of love there, between them both.

Ripley’s Quirks: Hates other cats and people, with Ell and Ella as the only exceptions (Ell sometimes, Ella always), does truly heinous things to birds and rodents and even bugs if the opportunity presents itself, an escape artist who is not to be trusted around doors or windows

Pitch (Horrorswapfell Sans): Ms. Sandy Peaches (Golden Retriever) is a service dog, trained to assist people with visual impairments in a variety of tasks. Pitch, who’d long been mulling over the idea of getting one such dog, eventually follows through, and as soon as he hears her name, he’s decided-- Sandy Peaches is the one for him! He’s been blind awhile by the time he gets her and generally knows his way around things, but she’s very helpful in his day-to-day and some of the things that were moderately inconvenient to get through before are only mildly inconvenient now, and her value as a helper and a companion is much appreciated.

Sandy’s Quirks: Gets excited when it’s time to put her vest on and go work, thinks the appropriate amount of brushing time is probably about three hours, loves to go swimming

Nemo (Horrorswapfell Papyrus): He found Dizzy (American Shorthair) after an accidental click led him to a local shelter’s Instagram, where they had a video of her playing and a few hashtags that explained her condition. He learned a lot about cerebellar hypoplasia, aka ‘wobbly cat syndrome,’ and when he eventually made it back to her video and watched it again... it was too late, he was already half in love with her. He contacts the shelter and after a couple weeks making arrangements, purchasing necessities, and wobbly-cat-proofing the house, he braves the outdoors to go get her and bring her home. She’s probably 100% his baby within the first hour and he loves being able to take care of her and help a kitty that not everybody would have the time or dedication to take in. The love is very much mutual and Dizzy’s tail does the ‘omg it’s you, I love you!’ tail-quiver whenever she sees him and trots on over.

Dizzy’s Quirks: Sixth sense for when there’s clean laundry to be laid on, likes to hold extended warbling and yowling conversations with people, chews on anything that crinkles (keep plastic wrappers out of reach!)

Sunny (Gastertale Sans): As soon as he knew he wanted a dog, he knew he wanted to pick up one of the less adoptable ones. Skipper (Beagle mutt) was certainly that, with only two legs--one in front and one in back. Sunny had a play session with the little guy and admired his energy and how enthusiastically he played, like his missing legs didn’t even phase him. Whatever happened in Skipper’s past, he’s not letting it be his problem now, and needless to say, he’s adopted and taken home in pretty short order. No holds barred fetch and spontaneous frolicking in open fields are a great bonding activity for these two, probably a match made in heaven.

Skipper’s Quirks: Tennis ball fiend (literally can never have enough), chews on unattended shoes, loves to sing (read: howl) along to music

Aster (Gastertale Papyrus): He wanted a guard dog, some big intimidating-looking thing that would look really, really cool guard the house. He finds Ace (Doberman/Great Dane), unfortunately with his ears already cropped (Aster wouldn’t have chosen the procedure himself), but otherwise a very handsome fellow and still definitely in need of love and a home, both of which Aster was willing and able to provide. He’s attentive with all the care and training his new pup needs, and when Ace grows up just as huge as predicted, looking like a cross between a panther and a hellhound, he’s become an extremely well-mannered and obedient dog, full to the tips of his pointy ears with love for Aster.

Ace’s Quirks: King of naps, the worst nightmare of any strangers at the door (but very affectionate and loving once they’re in!), will tell you if you’ve stopped petting him too soon, boofing and trying to put your hand back to make you resume

#animal #cat #dogs #headcanons #sans #papyrus #undergloom #ug!sans #ug!papyrus #horrorfell #hf!sans #hf!papyrus #horrorswap #hs!sans #hs!papyrus #horrorswapfell #hsf!sans #hsf!papyrus #gastertale #g!sans #g!papyrus #mapleshmaple

[agapemastiffs]

Tibetan Mastiff Puppies: Living on the Roof of the World

So, you're considering bringing a Tibetan Mastiff puppy into your life? Hold onto your metaphorical yaks, because you're not just welcoming a dog, you're adopting a future legend, a majestic floof with an ancient lineage, and a potential shed avalanche (because let's be honest, cleaning up fur is practically an Olympic sport with these guys).

The Most Adorable Yeti You'll Ever Meet

The first thing that grabs everyone about Tibetan Mastiff puppies or English Mastiff Puppies is their undeniable, almost mythical cuteness. These giant lion-dog hybrids look like living teddy bears with a hint of mountain lion thrown in for good measure. They waddle, they fluff their oversized paws, and their big, brown eyes could melt the heart of even the most hardened cynic. Just be prepared for those adorable little paws to accidentally knock over furniture in their puppy enthusiasm (think of a wrecking ball made of fluff).

But Don't Let the Cuteness Fool You...

These aren't your average lapdogs. Tibetan Mastiffs are bred for guarding livestock in the 

harsh Himalayan mountains, and those instincts translate into a fiercely independent spirit. Early socialization and training are crucial to ensure this adorable fluff ball grows into a well-mannered (and furniture-respecting) adult.

Guardians with Ancient Blood

These pups are bred to guard, and their territorial instincts kick in early. They'll bark with the gusto of a Tibetan foghorn at anything that moves outside the window, whether it's a rogue tumbleweed or a neighbor's overly friendly cat. While their impressive bark is enough to deter most, proper training is essential to channel their protectiveness into something positive and not overbearing.

The Great Shedding Migration

Now, we come to a truth universally acknowledged (by Tibetan Mastiff owners, at least): these pups shed. A lot. We're talking enough fur to create a small sheepdog every few weeks. If you have an aversion to fur tumbleweeds or find yourself constantly lint-rolling your clothes, this might not be the breed for you maybe consider Cane Corso Puppies Think of it as a built-in winter coat... for your furniture (and maybe yourself).

The Drool Deluge (Maybe)

Compared to some other giant breeds, Tibetan Mastiff drool is a more manageable situation. Sure, there will be slobbery toys and the occasional beard acquired through enthusiastic greetings, but it's nowhere near the Niagara Falls situation you might encounter with a Mastiff cousin. However, be prepared to invest in a good supply of drool rags, because dog park puddles are inevitable.

The High-Maintenance Floof

Taking care of a Tibetan Mastiff puppy requires dedication. These active pups need plenty of exercise – walks, playtime, and activities that challenge their minds. A bored puppy is a recipe for destructive chewing and excessive barking. Think of them as royalty with boundless energy, and you'll be on the right track.

Growing Pains (Literally and Figuratively)

Get ready for some serious growing pains. These majestic pups don't reach their full size until they're around 2-3 years old. This means puppy-proofing your house version 3.0 (because apparently, the first two times weren't enough). Coffee tables become prime targets for leaning, doorknobs become chew toys (invest in those reinforced ones!), and counter-surfing becomes an Olympic sport they're determined to master (with a success rate that would impress any athlete). Remember, an ounce of prevention (like reinforcing those counters) is worth a pound of drool-covered furniture (but keep those drool rags handy, just in case).

The Loyal Guardian (with a Side of Independence)

By now, your Tibetan Mastiff's protective instincts are in full swing. They'll be your personal security system with a built-in bark that could rival a monsoon downpour. While their impressive vocalizations are enough to deter most, continued socialization is key. Dog parks, walks in different neighborhoods, and introducing them to new people will ensure their guard dog tendencies don't morph into over-protectiveness. However, remember that independent streak? Don't be surprised if they decide to guard the house in their own unique way, which might involve ignoring your frantic calls to come inside when a squirrel appears.

The Master of Subtlety (Except When Food is Involved)

Don't be fooled by their imposing stature and impressive bark, Tibetan Mastiffs are surprisingly adept at nonverbal communication. The raised eyebrow that translates to "Treat time, human?" The dramatic sigh that clearly means "This walk isn't long enough, get your leash on!" The gentle head nudge that says, with unwavering certainty, "Move over, more couch space required." Learning their unique body language is crucial to a harmonious relationship with your Tibetan Mastiff overlord (I mean, companion).

The Mighty (Yet Majestic) Workout Buddy

Remember those energetic puppy days? Well, adult Tibetan Mastiffs still have plenty of energy to burn, but now they come in a much larger package. Invest in a good dog harness (their necks are too thick for regular collars) and get ready for some serious exercise bonding. These athletic pups will happily join you for hikes, jogs, or even a good game of fetch (just be prepared for the occasional accidental furniture toppling during enthusiastic retrieves). However, unlike some high-energy breeds, Tibetan Mastiffs also enjoy a good lounging session. Expect them to alternate between bursts of activity and majestic naps that would make any sloth envious.

The Big Lug with a Big Heart

Despite their sometimes-clumsy exterior and impressive bark, Tibetan Mastiffs are incredibly loving and affectionate dogs. They crave attention and will happily smother you in giant-sized cuddles. They're happiest when they're with their humans, so be prepared for a constant shadow (and potential furniture indentation) wherever you go in the house. Just remember, with their thick double coat, they can become personal space heaters, especially in the summer.

A Life Less Ordinary

Living with a Tibetan Mastiff is certainly not ordinary. They'll turn heads wherever they go, you'll constantly answer questions about their breed (prepare to educate the masses about these ancient guardians!), and be prepared for the occasional "OMG, is that a bear?!" (Let's just spread awareness about these magnificent mountain dogs). But through the occasional drool puddle, the enthusiastic greetings that leave you slightly windblown, and the never-ending battle against the tumbleweeds of fur, you'll gain a loyal, loving companion who will enrich your life in ways you never imagined. So, if you're looking for a unique and unforgettable canine companion with a touch of ancient mystery, consider opening your heart and home to a Tibetan Mastiff. Just remember, with great cuteness comes great… responsibility, a never-ending supply of lint rollers, and a furminator that will get a serious workout.

In Conclusion: Adorable Floofs Worth the Work?

Tibetan Mastiff puppies are a unique breed, perfect for those who can handle their independent spirit, their… well, fur production abilities, and their need for mental and physical stimulation. If you're looking for a loyal, majestic companion who will happily join you for adventures (and become your personal space heater in the winter), then a Tibetan Mastiff puppy might be your perfect match. Just remember, with great cuteness comes great responsibility (and a never-ending supply of lint rollers). So, if you're ready to embrace the world of adorable yeti-puppies with ancient blood, then welcome a Tibetan Mastiff puppy into your life or Neapolitan Mastiff Puppies – just make sure you have the energy (and the vacuum cleaner) to keep up!

A Watchful Protector: For The Progression Of The Ages

Mastiffs, gentle giants with ancient roots, come in various breeds. Loyal guardians with calm temperaments, they require ample space, training, and experienced owners due to their size and strength. Though some breeds have wrinkles, all Mastiffs offer a lifetime of devotion.

#mastiffs #tibetan mastiff #tibetan mastiff puppies #pets

[fanficimagery]

Legendary

Summary:  Imagine being the first person One recruits. You're someone who likes to work behind the curtains, so it takes a while before you meet the full team. And when you do, it's not under the best of circumstances, but it does get you face to face with Four- the guy you'd secretly been crushing on since One showed you his file.

Gif made by: @mrbenhardys​ | Gif set can be found HERE.

Words: 6.5K Warnings: Language.

Living in an abandoned airfield out in the middle of nowhere is not where you saw your life heading, but it was a hell of a lot better than living under the government's microscope all because they were wary of your mind. You had been picked up by the government in your late teens, your crimes being that of supplying criminals with gadgets far too advanced to be in their hands. But instead of locking you up, the government hired you to supply the good guys with technology only your mind had been able to come up with and make.

Eventually you noticed their leash on you was getting shorter and shorter, and eventually you made a run for it. And while on the run, that's when One made his introduction.

One was a genius himself, but he needed more brain power on his side to do what he wanted to do. And while helping stage a coup d'état had never crossed your mind, you couldn't help but want to when One told you all the terrible things Rovach Alimov did in Turgistan.

So after One helped you discreetly move all the money in your bank account to where he stored his apparent billions, he faked your death. It was a little trickier than he anticipated since the government was bound to make sure you were actually dead, but he accomplished it and then quickly moved you into an abandoned airfield where he set up shop.

"You're a ghost now," he says when leading you to your own trailer, "so you need a new name with no attachments and one that won't cause any attachments."

"What? Like One?" You huff a laugh.

One looks at you, expression affronted. "What's wrong with One?"

"I'm not going to be Two," you deadpan. "I'm all for staging a coup, but I suck at being a badass. I'm just the girl behind the curtain supplying you with cool toys. Might as well just call me Oz."

One opens his mouth to retort, but then hums. "Huh. Oz. I like it."

Over the months, as One solidifies his plans for what he's looking for in a team (even though he refuses to call them a team), he gets you comfortable in hand-to-hand combat and weapon's training. He whips you into shape, ignoring your whining the entire time, and surprises you after he deems you ready with an English Mastiff he saved from the streets.

You take the time to booby-trap the airfield, setting out sensors and setting up trip wires. You and One manage to get more trailers moved onto your base of operations, and in your down time you slowly start to make them livable for when he eventually recruited the others.

It's a little over a year when he catches wind of someone worthy to recruit and leaves you to do his job. It takes him a couple of days, but he eventually returns with Two- a former spy. The blonde woman had taken one look at you and clearly didn't like what she saw, and it wasn't until you offered to spar with her did she change her mind. She obviously won the match, but she saw why One kept you around and was glad to know you could take care of yourself even if you weren't going to be out in the field.

Then when One went out to recruit Three, a hitman; Four, a parkour expert and thief; Five, a doctor; and Six, a driver, Two always stayed back with you to test the new toys and gadgets you'd had in the making. You never met the others, even though One allowed you to read their files, and you were comfortable to not have been known to them. You lived right under their noses and they were none the wiser.

Six, however, was too nosy for his own good and eventually found you. Introductions were made and you ended up finding a kindred spirit in the getaway driver.

The longer Six and Two hung around you, the quicker it was for them to come to a realization- they noticing a pattern when one team member in particular was brought up. Four was insanely attractive and his accent over comms did things to you that had Two and Six making fun of you for. But One had rules in place and since he had taken you under his wing first, you felt compelled to follow them. So while you found Four attractive, pining from afar was all you'd do much to the displeasure of Two and Six who sometimes encouraged you to talk to the thief.

The ghosts are somberly getting out of the SUV, grabbing up their duffel bags and making their way towards the trailers. One hasn't said much since the clusterfuck of a mission in Italy, but as he sets his sights on one trailer in particular, he sighs.

"So are we gonna rock, paper, scissor this, Two? Someone has to deliver the news to Oz."

The blonde woman rolls her eyes. "I'll do it. Better to hear it from me than you."

The others glance around, frowning. "Who the hell is Oz?" Three asks.

One and Two share a look before he says, "Oz is the man behind the curtains and the creator of more than half the shit we use, as well as the person who keeps the base livable."

"Oz and Six were like siblings," Two then says. The others share a surprised look, especially when One quietly groans at Two's admission.

One looks at the trailer one last time before breaking off from the group, the others continuing to follow after Two. Upon stopping at the trailer door, Two raises a fist and pounds three times on it. A dog barks inside.

"So this is where Wally disappears to," Four mumbles.

"Well he should," Two replies. "Oz is his maman."

"Wait. What? Oz is a woman?"

          - X - X - X - X - X -

Clad in a gray tank top, black short tights, and a black silk robe hanging open around your shoulders, you open the trailer door only to be greeted by a solemn Two, Three, Four, and Five. You flash them a hesitant smile. "Hey, guys. What brings you to my humble abode?" Wally pushes passed you and makes a beeline for Four, you rolling your eyes at your overly friendly beast. Looking around the group, you realize one face in particular is missing. Which is odd. "Where's Six?"

Three cringes, Four averts his gaze and focuses on Wally, and Five's eyes widen before her gaze darts to Two. Two sighs. "Six didn't make it. I'm sorry."

Your smile immediately drops and your breath hitches. "H-How?"

"The car skidded," Five tells you, voice sympathetic. "We hit a forklift and he was impaled. It was instant. I couldn't save him."

Your mouth scrunches up as you sniffle, determined to keep the tears at bay. "Thanks for telling me." Clearing your throat, you then nod at Four. "Can you watch Wally for a bit? I know he likes you."

"Uh. Sure."

"Thanks."

"Oz," Two calls out, stepping up into your trailer as you turn around. She catches you pulling on a pair of jeans, then shoving your feet into a pair of boots. She sighs. "Don't do anything stupid."

"Never." Reaching into a bowl by your front door, you grab a set of keys before reaching up to grab a helmet off the shelf. Then as you exit and walk around to the back of your trailer, you pull off the sheet covering a shiny black on black Kawasaki Ninja sports bike. "Tell One not to worry. I'll be back."

Shoving the helmet down atop your head, you climb atop your bike, start the engine, and take off.

          - X - X - X - X - X -

When you return back home, all is quiet. One is the only one out and about, and when he sees you he salutes you with the bottle of beer in his hand. You tap your helmet to let him know you're alright and continue on driving towards your trailer- your trailer which has noise coming from the inside.

Not too upset that someone has apparently trespassed into your space, you stomp up the stairs into your trailer only to be greeted by Wally. Smiling tiredly, you toss your keys back into the bowl and set down your helmet. "Hey, handsome. Did you miss me?" You let Wally give you one kiss, cringing as his tongue swipes up the side of your face, before standing up. Then looking at your couch, you shake your head in faint amusement at Four. "Made yourself comfortable, I see."

"You have a better set-up," he grins, unapologetically. You roll your eyes at him, kicking his feet off your coffee table before taking a seat next to him. He gestures to the back of his neck while staring at yours. "You good? You didn't have that when you left."

Touching the bandage on the back of your neck, you nod. "I'm fine. Just a small tattoo."

"Really? What'd you get?" Peeling off the bandage, you allow him to see the freshly shaven patch of hair just above the nape of your neck and the number 6 tattooed there. Four hums. "Two mentioned you were like siblings."

"Yeah. He was a nosy little bastard," you say, huffing a small laugh as you relax into your seat. "He wandered up to my trailer one day, hit on me, and then when I rejected him we just settled into a sibling bond that kind of pissed off One."

"You got too close."

"We got too close and that's against One's rules," you agree. "Now I guess I can see why he didn't want us to get too personal. This feeling sucks."

"Yeah. The whole mission was fucked from the get-go, but One didn't wanna pull out."

"Of course not. We're one step closer to Rovach. Nothing will get in One's way, not even the death of one of my little ghosts."

Four quirks an eyebrow at you. "Your ghosts?"

"Duh. This might be One's operation, but you're all mine, Four. I look after you, even if you don't know I'm doing it."

He chuckles and you notice a faint blush touching his cheeks. You ignore it. "Now that you mention it, One doesn't seem like the type of person to get all our favorite snacks when out shopping and stocking our cupboards in secret."

You grin. "You're welcome." Four continues to smile before letting his attention be dragged back towards the TV. You silently yawn. "Not to be rude, but I'm gonna shower and head to bed. You're more than welcome to stay, but if you wake me up I will murder you and not feel guilty about it afterward."

"Noted."

Surprisingly Four stays, he making camp on your couch. You chuckle quietly, call Wally to bed, and bid Four a good night.

Now that the others knew of your existence, you had a constant stream of visitors. One, Four, and Five would visit on their own, and you noticed Three would tag along every now and then with Two. But the ones who lingered the longest were always Four and Five- Four with his lame jokes and boyish smiles, and Five with her thirst of knowledge for how you made some of her medical supplies.

One's in a bit of a snit, looking for a new recruit to become Seven. You offered your help, but he refused it, so you went off to work on your newest creation.

You've been tucked away in your personal hangar, too far in the zone to remember to take breaks. So it's no surprise you're startled when the hangar door is slid open.

"Time to come up for air, Oz," Four shouts. "We bring you food."

Squinting towards the too bright door, your expression brightens upon Four and Five. "My two favorite people!" You cheer. "Don't let Two know I said that though. She scares me."

Five laughs as Four tosses a greasy bag at you, you catching it and then immediately diving in. Settling down on a stool, you pull out a burger and take the largest bite you can. You groan at the taste, ignoring Four and Five's amused looks, and accept whatever fountain drink it is that Five passes you.

"So what were you working on?" Five asks. "We stopped by earlier, but you were blaring music and didn't see us."

"Mmm. Yeah." You quickly swallow the food in your mouth. "Come check this out." Wiping the burger and fry grease off your fingers, you grab a non-labeled can and gesture for Four to step closer. "Close your eyes and pucker up."

His eyes widen, cheeks heating up, and Five snorts. "Joking," you grin. "But seriously, close your eyes."

Now chuckling, Four does as you say. You grasp him by the chin and gently turn his head from side to side as you spray his face with your newest creation. "What.. the fuck, Oz," he grumbles. "What is this?"

"It's for when you go out and about. I'm tired of cameras picking up all your pretty faces and hacking into foreign servers to erase your presence."

Five frowns. "Have we been caught a lot?"

Four's eyes flutter open and you direct him to where the nearest camera is as you walk over to a bank of computers. "Not a lot, but it's more than I like." With a few clicks, you bring up the video feed from inside the hangar. Four's face on the screen is now severely distorted that it's impossible to ID him. "And now with this spray, you won't have to worry about being caught ever again."

You freeze one of the feeds so that Four can walk over and see for himself. "Holy shit. You really are a genius."

"Duh."

"Can't wait to test it out in the field," he then says. After staring at his distorted face and then touching his face for any lingering residue, he asks, "So how do I take it off?"

You freeze. "Take it off? Huh. I knew I forgot something."

This time Four freezes and Five hides her smile as her gaze darts between the two of you. "Oz. Please tell me there's a solution to getting this stuff off my face?"

"Well.."

"Oz!" Four fakes lunging are you and you yelp, laughing. A smile of his own blossoms, green eyes sparkling in amusement.

"Kidding. I'm kidding!" You walk around the table, keeping distance between you and him. "All you need is soap and water."

"You better be right."

As Four walks off towards the bathroom, Five clears her throat. The Hispanic beauty grins at you. "When are you going to cave and just get with him?"

Your smile slowly falls as you sigh. "Come on, Five. You know the rules just as-"

She scoffs. "Pinche rules. You broke with them with Six, why not with Four? We all see the way you look at each other when the other isn't paying attention."

"Look. I like Four. Okay?" You quickly glance around to make sure he's still busy. "But I- how can I start something with someone who's almost eighty percent sure the Turgistan mission is a suicide mission? Starting anything with Four will only end in heartbreak."

"Turgistan is shaping up to look very risky," Five agrees, "so it's better to grab hold of whatever happiness you can find while you can."

"Easier said than done."

One has left to hopefully recruit a Seven, it's hot as balls out, and you're in desperate need of a cool down. You have the perfect place- an above ground pool set inside the hangar that's the furthest away- but you're just missing the company. Two is a no-go because of her new shadow that comes in the form of Three, and Four is- well he's Four. You text Five, but she's busy going over some medical texts to keep her mind sharp, so you reluctantly text Four in the end.

You ask him if he fancy's a swim, much to his amusement, and then tell him to meet you at the hangar that's on the far West side of the airfield if he's up to it.

With your swimsuit on underneath a tank top and shorts, you head for the hangar. Wally walks beside you, keeping you company, tail then wagging excitedly when he realizes just where exactly it is you're going. And since the pool had been prepared earlier that morning, all you have to do is slide open the hangar door and open up the slates in the ceiling to allow a bit more light and air draft in.

There's a wooden deck surrounding the pool and Wally excitedly runs up the stairs.

"Don't, Wally. Stay!"

Steps away from jumping into the refreshing water, Wally freezes and then whines impatiently. You chuckle as you walk up the stairs yourself, you then stripping down to your bathing suit and setting up some music to play from a tablet on a nearby lounger. The music resonates from speakers hanging in the two back corners of the hangar, but it's not too loud that it'd mask any sensors being tripped around the airfield. And the second you dive into the refreshing water, Wally dives in after you.

Wally doggie paddles for about fifteen seconds before giving in and swimming over to the steps leading out of the pool, he then lounging on the top most step so he could keep his body submerged while laying his head on the deck and out of the water. You huff laugh before taking a couple of laps around the pool, then when you tire of that you climb into a floating mesh pool chair and drift leisurely.

You've made it through three songs before you sense another presence, your eyes fluttering open to the sight of Four standing at the ledge of the pool.

"I thought you were joking about going for a swim," he muses. "How'd you swing this set-up?"

"Before One started recruiting the rest of you numbers, it was just me and him here. We got into a really heated argument early on and I nearly called it quits on him, but I was just being a moody bitch and decided to distance myself before making any drastic decisions," you tell Four. "I pitched the idea of having my own space far away from him and so long as I could get it done, then I could have it."

"And you chose a pool?"

"Well yeah. One's not allowed in here so I figured I'd make my space a place where someone would want to escape to in the desert heat. I like rubbing it in his face that he's not allowed in here. Serves him right for hurting my feelings."

Four chuckles. "I'm honored then."

"You should be. The only people who know about this place is One and now you. Six knew, but he apparently took that secret to the grave." Four's expression softens a bit and you grin at him. "So are you coming in or what? It's nice and cool," you muse. Then holding your gaze, Four quirks an eyebrow at you before stripping off his shirt. Your eyes narrow in an attempt to keep them from wandering down his pale torso and he has the audacity to smirk at you. "I hate you," you mumble.

"Nah. I don't think you do." His pants are next to go and the cheeky bastard strips down to his boxer briefs before diving into the water. When he resurfaces, he smooths back his blonde hair and them swims over to you. "So what are we going to do now that you've got me stripped down?"

You snort. "Nothing, you prat. I seriously only asked you out here for a swim."

"Then let's swim." He smiles devilishly at you and your narrow your eyes. He inches closer and you start to kick your feet in order to move your float away.

"Don't. You. Dare."

"Oh. I dare." Four upends your floating chair and you squeal as he dumps you back under the water. When you resurface, you splash him. "You fucking dick."

"What?" He laughs.

You and Four then spend the next several minutes chasing after one another, splashing and dunking each other. Even Wally gets in on the fun, but he only lasts a handful of seconds before he swims back to his step.

Then when you and Four tire of the water, you both swim over to the side of the pool. You think nothing of his closeness until you pull yourself out to sit on the edge, only for him to remain right in front of you as his hands slowly wrap around to your calves. Instantly, the atmosphere around you becomes a bit oppressive and the energy between you and Four is suddenly electrified.

You gulp. "What are you-"

"Just testing a theory, love."

"Yeah? And what theory would that be?"

Four smirks as he nudges your knees just enough apart so his torso fits between them. Then with hands settled on the deck on either side of your thighs, he uses his upper body strength to push himself up so he's towering slightly over you. As you slightly lean back, you gulp yet again as you come nose to nose with him. His eyes dart over your every feature as your heart hammers inside your chest, but before any progress or objection can be made, someone else makes it for you.

"When the fuck did we get a pool?" Three's voice rings out. Wally barks in response.

You sigh in relief, Four quietly groans before dropping back into the water, and you pull your legs out so you can stand up. Then just as you've picked up a towel from one of the loungers, you see Two and Three appear at the top of the deck stairs.

"We didn't get a pool," you tell Three as you wrap yourself up. "I got the pool a while back."

"Mhmm," Two drawls. "And how convenient Four is the only one who apparently knew about it." You blush as her knowing gaze darts to the boy in question who's lazily swimming laps.

"He literally found out about it an hour ago," you tell her. "I would have invited you, but I knew Three would have tagged along."

"Hey!"

You grin at his affronted expression. "No offense. I just wasn't ready for your energy yet, but I guess the cat's out of the bag now."

"Oh. It is." Three eagerly strips down to his own boxer briefs, he cannon-balling into the pool. Immediately, he and Four start to play fight.

Two walks over to you, shaking her head as she stares down at the two squabbling men. "We work with idiots."

"Really hot idiots," you mumble.

Two turns to look at you and when you catch her gaze, you see the corner of her mouth twitch up into a smile. For some reason, seeing her amusement rather than hearing an admonishment seems to make you breath a little easier.

Fingers flying over your keyboard, you gaze darts over the several screens you have control over. Some screens are nothing but coding, while others are surveillance cameras around the airfield and traffic cams you've hacked into. You're so caught up in what you're doing that the door sliding open at your back startles you.

Immediately grabbing the gun beneath your desk, you twirl your chair around and take aim. Four and the newly recruited Seven hold their hands up. Sighing, you roll your eyes before lowering your weapon and setting it on the desk. "Really, Four? Couldn't have given me a heads up?"

"Sorry, love." The way he's smirking, you know he's not sorry at all. Seven frowns at Four's pet name for you, but you pay his reaction no mind. "Just thought I'd introduce our newest number."

"Mhm." Glancing at Seven, you offer him a faint grin. "Nice to meet you. I'm Oz."

"Seven," he says. He then glances around the room as he and Four enter fully, and you twirl back around before continuing your work. "What exactly do you do?" You hear him ask. "When One gave me the rundown of the team, you weren't mentioned."

"She and One practically built this place," Four says. "Oz is literally the man- er, woman- behind the curtain around here. If you hadn't been introduced to her, you'd have never known she was here."

Huffing a laugh, you say, "Still a bit bitter about me living under your noses for months, are you?" After punching a few more keys, you whirl back around and stand up to address Seven. "Tell One he's getting sloppy. I picked you up on three different traffic cams and had to delete your trail."

"She's also a smarty-pants," Four muses.

"And I also make the best toys," you tell Seven. "So if you need anything or want anything, run it by me and I'll do my best to get it for you. One likes to treat you all like pawns in his missions and have no connections to you, but you guys have killed yourselves to join this team. You made yourselves ghosts to rid the world of truly horrific people, so I'm going to do my damn best and take care of you ghosts."

Four grins. "We're hers, in case you didn't pick up on it."

"Don't be a wanker," you retort, snorting when he pouts at your use of his slang. "But yes, Four is right. You ghosts are mine and I take care of what's mine."

Seven chuckles quietly. "You are not someone I expected to be on One's team."

"One's rules are in place for a reason," you say, now smiling sadly. "I recently learned the hard way, but I guess I'm just a glutton for punishment." His expression falters and you sigh. "Well if you boys will excuse me, I've got a dog to feed and errands to run. I'll see you around."

Four and Seven watch as Oz gathers a few files, she then quickly taking her leave. And as soon as she's out the door, Seven turns to Four.

"What did she mean by learning the hard way? One come down on her about something?"

"Oz and Six became close- like brother and sister," he says while leading Seven out of the room. "We didn't know about her being here until One realized someone had to tell her about Six's death. Two told her the news and we tagged along. It was our first meeting."

He whistles lowly. "Talk about a shitty first meeting."

"Yeah. No kidding."

"And her being a glutton for punishment? Is that because she cares for the other ghosts or because there's something between you and her?"

Four barks out a laugh. "Picked up on that, did you?"

"Kind of hard not to."

"Yeah." Four sighs. "Me and Oz, it's complicated. We've acknowledged the chemistry, but she's also made it known that she doesn't want to break anymore of One's trust."

"And you're okay with that?"

"Gotta be, mate. Oz is.. special. She's someone I want in my life, be it a friend or something more later on down the road. I'm okay with waiting."

"You're that confident, huh?" Seven chuckles. "Good luck with that, man."

It doesn't take long for One to come up with a decent plan for the big takeover, the first part of their mission coming up in Las Vegas where the Four Generals were going to be. You had sat in the back of the room while One explained what they were going to be doing, compiling lists of outfits, weapons, and gadgets the team would be needing.

Then the day comes when the team is to take off and you follow them to the plane. You don't know why, but the idea of them going on this particular mission is giving you anxiety.

Upon arriving at the plane stairs, Three immediately walks up them and disappears inside with a barely mumbled, "See you on the other side, chiquita."

One, Two, Four, Five, and Seven linger around and you sigh as you look around at all of them. "Well I would tell you all to be safe, but I know how dumb you guys all are." Two cracks a grin as Four, Five, and Seven snicker. "So Five, please keep them in one piece until you get back home."

Five laughs. "No promises, but I will do my best."

Five then boards the plane, followed by a winking Two. Seven is still chuckling as he gives you a one-armed hug and One grumbles at all the affection going around. One follows after Seven and then you're left alone with Four.

"If we make it back alive, you and I are going out."

You scoff, shaking your head in amusement. "The rules-"

"Fuck the rules, Oz." Four steps closer to you- close enough to grasp you by the back of your head and reel you in. You gasp, but his lips land on your forehead instead of where you were momentarily fearing. "If we win, you and I are going on vacation away from One and his rules. Sound good?"

"I-" You trail off, sighing. One's rules were a bit ridiculous, but you understood why he didn't want anyone getting close. Their jobs were highly dangerous and if anyone became comprised, their significant other became compromised and the whole mission would be in jeopardy. And that was a no-no. But you were only human and living the life of a ghost was rather lonely. So against your better judgement you give in, your hands landing on Four's waist as you angle your head up to quickly press a kiss to his cheek. "Come back home to me and we'll talk about it."

Four practically beams, but before he can retort One is poking his head back out. "For fuck's sake, Four. Get your ass on the plane!"

You hadn't realized how much Six's death impacted you until the team took off again. You were fine for the first couple of hours, keeping yourself busy with Wally and doing a bit of light shopping, but then you started feeling anxious. The airfield was too quiet and you immediately started to miss Four's random drop-ins.

You started off by cleaning your trailer, then moving onto One's since he had given you permission to be in there when he wasn't. Two's trailer was off limits, Three's was a nightmare, and Five's was impeccable. You were hesitant to enter Four's trailer, but he had no problem with you in his space so you went ahead and went in. His trailer, however, was only slightly messy so you picked up his dirty dishes and took out the trash. There were a few articles of clothing scattered around on the floor, so you picked them up and threw them in the small hamper located next to his bed. Then without even thinking about it, you grabbed one of his clean shirts to later wear.

You eat dinner at a decent time and then set up in your trailer's front room with several laptops. One has a secret burner phone that he texts you updates from, letting you know when a special device is in place at the hotel the Four Generals are to be staying at the following day. And with the device in place, you're able to hack into their security feed.

The following day the plan is set into motion. You follow Two and Three's every move through the hotel, snorting at the shitty job they've done of putting on their prosthetics. You watch as Three shoots someone through the peephole of a door and as soon as they disappear inside, you get started on deleting their digital footprint that led them up to the Generals' room. You leave their appearance in and around the casino, and even doctor some footage of them during the time of the murders to give them an alibi. Then checking all camera angles outside that might have caught Seven sniping from another building, you give One the all clear.

The Las Vegas mission is a success and then your stomach drops when One informs you they'll be heading to Hong Kong. He'll be radio silent which means you'll be in the dark. You'll only know if they've succeeded via news outlets should they pick up on the coup taking place.

Two and a half days later, shit goes down.

It's almost four in the morning when every alert you have on any news of Turgistan go off. You jump out of bed and scramble for your laptops, turning on your TV. Every news station is covering the coup taking place. Your heart hammers frantically, your stomach cramps, and you're on the edge of your seat.

Then you see it. Rovach Alimov has been caught by a group of vigilantes and his brother Murat is to take his place as President after they've delivered Rovach to a village of people who all want revenge.

So with the mission successful, your only worry is whether everyone made it out or not.

You doze in and out of sleep throughout the rest of the day, shooting One a text to get in touch with you asap. Around dinner time, you then get a text message that has you laughing but also very confused.

[Your boy is relatively fine. Broken arm. Don't break his heart because I'll have to be a dick and still side with you.]

Wondering where the hell One's sudden change of heart has come from, you stare blankly at your phone until another text comes through.

[BTW, Two and Four are fucking. If I see Four's lily white ass around base, I am allowed in your pool and there's not a damn thing you can say about it.]

Now laughing uncontrollably, you decide not to look a gift horse in the mouth. You agree to his terms and then find out they should be in the following afternoon. So with more than enough time to finally get a good sleep-in, you make sure Wally has enough food and water before going to sleep now that you're not so anxious.

Hours later, when you finally wake feeling refreshed, you prepare for the team's arrival. You know that as soon as they get to their trailers you won't see them for a few hours as they decompress, so you make sure to time your little surprise perfectly.

Strategically placing speakers around the runway where the team will be unloading, you sync up a particular song in preparation. You know it'll annoy One, but the others ought to get a kick out of it.

You're watching for the plane, and when it lands butterflies take flight in your stomach. The minutes seem to drag on as the plane finally comes to a stop and as soon as the stairs are lowered, you start the song.

As everyone disembarks and slightly spreads out, you start to jog towards them as they make their way towards you. Halfway to them, you stop and spread your arms out at your sides. You scream and then whoop for their victory, and then blare the music coming from the speakers by pressing a button on the phone in your pocket. From far away, you can see Three, Four, Five, and Seven chuckling at you.

"'Cause we're gonna be legends! Gonna get their attention. What we're doing here ain't just scary, it's about to be legendary. Yeah we're gonna be legends. Gonna teach 'em all a lesson. Got this feeling that we're so sweet caring, it's about to be legendary."

Seven throws his arms up in the air, hollering, and you laugh before moving again. This time your path is directly towards Four, but you make sure to be extra careful of his arm in a sling as you meet him toe to toe. Immediately he pulls you into a kiss and you can't help but smile when you hear Five and Seven catcalling you.

As you pull back, you can't keep the smile off your face as you and Four stare at one another. Momentarily breaking eye contact with him, you pull out the phone in your pocket and stop the music. "You made it," you then tell Four.

"I almost didn't," he sheepishly admits. "Blaine saved my arse and then One nearly compromised the mission for me in the end."

Brow furrowing, you glance around at the lingering team. "Blaine?" Seven raises his hand and waves, and your eyebrows raise in surprise. "When did we start using our old names?"

"When One was about to leave your boy dangling several stories up and I made the call to save him."

"Wait. What?" You whirl on One and he sighs dramatically.

"Oh don't give me that look. See this is why I had rules in place about not getting too close," One says, pointing between you and Four, and Two and Three. "But since Two and Three are fucking, I can't exactly say anything about you wanting to get into Four's pants! Which, by the way, ew."

"Oi!" Four exclaims, but you just snort.

Leaning into Four's side so he can lay his uninjured arm around your shoulders, you look out at everyone else. Two catches your gaze, grinning. "Name's Camille."

"Javier," Three says, grabbing Camille's hand in his own. Surprisingly, she lets him.

"Amelia," Five then introduces herself.

Everyone looks at One, but he rolls his eyes. "You're all still calling me One. Now if you'll excuse me, my bed is calling my name."

As One takes his leave, your attention goes back to those surrounding you. "Y/N," you then say. Looking up at Four, you grin. "My name is Y/N."

"Hello, Y/N. I'm Billy."

"And on that note, I think we should be leaving the lovebirds alone." Javier chuckles at Blaine's statement, but nonetheless everyone takes the hint and follows after the dark skinned man.

Once everyone has given you their backs, you turn so you're practically chest to chest with Billy and gently grasp his face in your hands. You pull him into a kiss, pecking his lips once, then twice, and chuckle softly. "I've been wanting to do that since One showed me your file."

"Yeah? Anything else you've wanted to do?"

"Oh. Loads," you muse, smirking, and nipping his bottom lip. "But we're not getting up to that until Five gives you the okay."

Billy groans. "You're such a tease."

"And don't you forget it." Hooking your arm through his, you then start dragging him towards the trailers. "Now come on. Wally's missed you. You're sleeping in mine until my anxiety goes away."

"Aw you missed me?"

"Yeah, yeah. Don't let it get to your head."

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#5

if the great library characters became animals, what would they be and why??

(I have seen your previous ask, it's epic, but my brain is currently refusing to answer it, apologies)

ok so, easiest first:

Wolfe

Crow.

Why? Because of 'Stormcrow', of course. Also:

They are fairly solitary, usually found alone or in pairs, although they may form occasional flocks.

Source RPSB website

Fun fact btw, Gandalf is referred to as Stormcrow, and this article has a lot of stuff about Gandalf being seen as a harbinger of chaos and destruction that works very well both for Wolfe's personal circumstances and his job confiscating originals.

Rather than wolf as an alternative, I could see Wolfe as a black panther (melanistic leopard).

Again, a loner animal, but this is more playing off Jess' obsession with pointing out that Wolfe is lean and athletic in physique (S&P has it like 3 times, other people say various things about Wolfe's size throughout the series).

Santi

Dog. Of some huge, imposing and loyal type. Suggest breeds for me in reblogs or something. Google informs me there is an Italian livestock guardian dog breed called Maremmano, so that'll do for now. Or a mastiff, maybe.

Jess

Ok so before I even think of anything at all - Thomas canonically compares Jess to an otter, in Sword and Pen. How very heterosexual of you, Thomas. So we have to consider this!

Other than that, thank you Thomas, I think Jess is a dog too, for how much he enjoys affection and the exercise of the High Garda Specifically a Jack Russell terrier (small, fearless, English in origin, incredibly persistent).

Jess himself might identify as a rat, as a fuck-you to both Dario and his father. The brown rat, which is actually apparently nicknamed "street rat" according to Wikipedia.

Note, the Wikipedia article on black rat gave me: "The black rat also has a scraggly coat of black fur, and is slightly smaller than the brown rat." paging @wheel-of-whimsy can you headcanon the Brightwell twins as these two rat types??

Khalila

I should really have put her first tbh, as the most solid one of all; I headcanon her as the blackfooted cat. It's one of the tiniest wildcat species, and it is known for being particularly fierce when it defends itself. Tiny predator Khalila. I will say no more.

Dario

Reluctantly, I'm actually going to call Dario a lion. Like, a lion who's bad at fighting. Royal associations obviously, needs a group around him to survive. Except he'd be bad at being the head of a pride for aforementioned fighting reason. Dario as Scar, is what I'm saying here. That or he's just a standard pampered housecat. Take your pick. (Note, the domestic cat is actually much more social than people think!)

Maybe he's a wasp. Stabby stabby, underappreciated lol.

Glain

Glain is a difficult one. Argh. Suggestions welcome. Soldier ant??? That seems unfair. Ink and Bone Glain is a bit of a honey badger tbh, but idk about later. Is she a lioness, actually?? Quite possibly. Part of a family team, killing machine.

Thomas

Thomas' two main traits are Big and Genius. (Yes I know there's obviously more to him than that but we're simplifying). Therefore he's an elephant.

Morgan

I know I always say this every time a personality/categorisation thing comes up, but god damn it Morgan is hard to do. Her entire arc imo, start to finish, is based around not wanting to be enslaved, ended up enslaved anyway, and then being a martyr. What does she enjoy doing? We don't know. What are her skills, hobbies, characteristics other than 'gets Jess' dick hard'?? Smoke and Iron and to a degree Sword and Pen does give us more insight into her, but only based around "How do I get out of this?"

OK, so creative, intelligent, ridiculously determined. Also magic powers. Idk. Grey parrot.

21 notes - Posted July 22, 2022

#4

Kahlila and Dario rock up with their fancy swords and Santi's like "No. You're doing this whole combat thing wrong. We're going to be running laps and here's a gun."

Oh definitely 😂 dario would be devastated 😂

though I must point out that Khalila is canonically proficient with a gun and at least one of her impressive kill count in the series is from a gun.

Wolfe can throw knives too, wonder if santi needed to have this conversation with him too?

21 notes - Posted July 30, 2022

#3

I have no brain but like, there's definitely a fascinating attitude towards religious thinking, external locus of control, seeing things from his life partner's point of view idk, about that bit in S&P when Santi asked Isis to help protect Wolfe

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Caine wrote a whole 5 book series where at no point do characters cook or visibly provide themselves with food in any way. I aspire to that level of 'details don't matter'.

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My #1 post of 2022

This is Writing, right???

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#tumblr2022 #my 2022 tumblr year in review #finally got round to this #nearly half my posts have no tags oops

[lesbianfivehargreeves]

welcome to my umbrella academy blog today we are talking about luther.

Dog. Luther deserves a goddamn dog. the man is traumatized, lonely, depressed, and probably struggling in day to day life! what helps? having a giant fucking dog depend on you for love. he gets an english mastiff named Asterix and he absolutely dotes on him. yes as a puppy hes tiny but when he grows up he's 200 pounds and Luther is ecstatic that this baby wants to play with him all the time. big dog rights!

gardening.........let this man have a nice garden! he has tomatos and eggplants and squash all growing well in the actual garden plot and he has a couple window boxes full of herbs... no he can't cook but when the family gets together Vanya and Diego are able to transform all those fresh ingredients into something amazing. he ends up befriending the old lady running the local gardening store and she gives him tips on how to get bigger crops. (she always has treats for Asterix...)

body dysphoria. it's overwhelmingly obvious he has it, and he deserves the chance to deal with it amd work through it in a healthy way. let him go to therapy....let him find support groups.....its so hard to work past hatred of your own body and he absolutely deserves to be able to do so!

anyways this has been the luther hour thanks for your attention

#luther hargreeves #tua #the umbrella academy #in this house we support luther (after so much therapy)

[dollycas]

Cozy Wednesday featuring Murder is a Piece of Cake (A Baker Street Mystery) by Valerie Burns #Review / #Giveaway @vmburns @KensingtonBooks

Welcome to Cozy Wednesday! It is my pleasure to share my thoughts today about Murder is a Piece of Cake by Valerie Burns!

Murder is a Piece of Cake (A Baker Street Mystery) Cozy Mystery 2nd in Series Setting - Michigan Kensington (June 27, 2023) Paperback ‏ : ‎ 272 pages ISBN-10 ‏ : ‎ 1496738233 ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 978-1496738233 Kindle ASIN ‏ : ‎ B0BGYW4DMG

With small-town New Bison’s Spring Festival just around the corner, the pressure is on Maddy to continue her late great-aunt Octavia’s legacy. That means scoring the top prize and transforming Baby Cakes into Southwest Michigan’s must-visit bakery, even though her inexperience in the kitchen brings nightmares of humiliating tagged photos and scathing reviews. There’s another reason for lost beauty sleep. A second bakery is opening in town under the ownership of CJ Davenport, a shrewd investor with a reputation for sabotaging anyone who gets in his way. And savvy, flashy Maddy tops his list. It’s a sticky spot to be in—more so when Davenport turns up dead with a Baby Cakes knife stuck in his back. Maddy’s whole life just went from #thriving to barely surviving. Now, supported by the crafty Baker Street Irregulars and her new boyfriend, she must find the courage to face off against a killer who could very well get her name trending for the first and last time... Dollycas's Thoughts Maddy Montgomery is working hard to continue her late great-aunt Octavia’s legacy and that means getting the Baby Cakes bakery reopened and participating in the baking competition at the New Bison’s Spring Festival and winning a top prize. Thankfully she has a wonderful team helping her because her own baking skills still need work. When she learns another bakery is opening across the street and it is owned by CJ Davenport, a man who just happens to have a huge connection to Sheriff April Johnson she is apoplectic and she isn't the only one. But when the man is found dead with one of Maddy's knives in his back her ire is replaced by fear that she could go to jail for a murder she didn't commit. Pushing her fear to the side she works with her wonderful boyfriend and the Baker Street Irregulars to catch the killer before #newbisonbakerdead is trending all over social media. All our favorite characters are back from Two Parts Sugar, One Part Murder. Maddy is finding her place in New Bison and slowly learning to bake her great aunt's delicious baked goods but Leroy Danielson and Miss Hannah are still doing the majority of the baking. I love the way the relationship between Hannah's grandson, the local vet Micheal Portman and Maddy is evolving. He is a great guy with a huge heart. Leroy has been crushing hard on Sheriff April Johnson so CJ Davenport's arrival in town adds an interesting twist. All the characters continue to develop nicely as we get to know them even better in this story when backstories emerge. Baby, the two-hundred-fifty-pound English mastiff Maddy inherited from Octavia again found his way into my heart. In this story, he is feeling out of sorts and not acting like himself. His vet Michael runs a bunch of tests. It was a heartwarming moment when he and Maddy figured out what was wrong as was the solution to the problem. Ms. Burns always catches the dogs in her story's personalities so well and she did it again here. I loved it. He also protects his new person, Maddy. I wouldn't take any malicious actions against her when he is near. He went to great lengths to come to her rescue in this story. The mystery had good old-boy Trooper Bob on the case because April had to recuse herself. That didn't mean she wasn't investigating though. As was Maddy who got some help from an interesting person. There were a nice number of suspects other than Maddy but Trooper Bob sure didn't appreciate her help. I really enjoyed following along with the clues. The case was more complicated than I first thought and had tentacles that were far-reaching. While the current mysteries are solved I have a feeling there are still things to uncover in New Bison. Murder is a Piece of Cake is a terrific follow-up to Two Parts Sugar, One Part Murder. A multi-layered mystery, with captivating characters set in the unique small town of New Bison, Michigan. A great big dose of humor and just the right amount of romance add to this very entertaining read. With Baby's Cakes now open I can't wait to see what Valerie Burns has in store for her characters next. #5starread #5recipes #perfectescape #letemeatcake #cozymystery #babycakes #englishmastiff #somuchfun

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