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Canine is a lonely being lost in the far reaches of Space-Time. Amongst the infrequent art posts there is the enjoyment of many things that that need not be bothered to be listed here. You can visit the main blog for that. Requests are welcome - though whether or not they will be filled is another thing.

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Posted on 17th Apr at 8:03 PM, with 15 notes
You’re not sure why you signed up for this gig, but hey. Better than flipping burgers, right?
[really bad joke about the fact that spongebob and raimundo share the same VA]

You’re not sure why you signed up for this gig, but hey. Better than flipping burgers, right?

[really bad joke about the fact that spongebob and raimundo share the same VA]

Posted on 17th Apr at 8:01 PM, with 4 notes
Gettin’ some pretty intense Wu Xing Shield feelin’s today. I blame everything.
Especially dragonnutt.

Gettin’ some pretty intense Wu Xing Shield feelin’s today. I blame everything.

Especially dragonnutt.

Posted on 10th Mar at 8:13 PM, with 1 note

Should I reblog the text posts with reaction images i draw on my personal blog to this blog y/n?

Posted on 9th Mar at 1:53 AM, with 9 notes
lookit these two dorks just fucking dancing like its nothing
god i want them to be happy in this rp i s2g

lookit these two dorks just fucking dancing like its nothing

god i want them to be happy in this rp i s2g

Posted on 3rd Mar at 9:32 PM, with 12 notes
Based on “Lost One’s Weeping”
look who’s back
it’s jack
jack is back

Based on “Lost One’s Weeping

look who’s back

it’s jack

jack is back

Posted on 26th Feb at 8:00 PM, with 10 notes
"Eu sou o Anjo da Morte." Be afraid. Be very afraid. 
Chi Swap AU.

"Eu sou o Anjo da Morte." Be afraid. Be very afraid. 

Chi Swap AU.

Posted on 25th Feb at 10:29 PM, with 8 notes
[B A D  E N D]
TAT!verse Raimundo from an RP I did with a very talented friend.
And just to clarify: Chase almost chewed his arm to bits with his freaky dragon teeth, so…

[B A D  E N D]

TAT!verse Raimundo from an RP I did with a very talented friend.

And just to clarify: Chase almost chewed his arm to bits with his freaky dragon teeth, so…

Posted on 19th Feb at 10:05 PM, with 7 notes

Second Rate- WIP poem thing that I decided to sing for some reason so I wouldn’t forget it’s tune

Lyrics:

No matter what I do,
I’m always Number Two,
In the race

No blue ribbon for me,
Lost the gold medal
will always be

I’m a silver 
I’m the runner-up
Never the first choice I’m
Always second rate

Posted on 11th Feb at 2:17 PM, with 3 notes

"Just a Story"- Written by ask-a-nephilem, Read by curi0usCanine

Those who write the scary stories for the internet tell us that what is real is more frightening than fiction. Those stories of the insane and sick. Jokes and scoffing at the fictional characters after just a second of fear. (very similar to the feeling after riding a rollercoaster).

  The human mind itself is amazing for blocking out the things that it doesn’t understand of wants to not remember. You wouldn’t know from first look at me of course, someone so easily dismissed, a wallflower. Never having stood out in a crowd for long.

    I used to read these kinds of stories all the time having been someone for the creepy and scary. It distracted me from the concurring depression that nagged at every component in my life. If even in fiction someone was having a worse time than me then i would feel better soon.  

      Most of the stories of course have no worries for them, some so irritating that they could never have actually occurred. But then I can’t tell you which ones because then you would know what to avoid. ;)

  Instead I will give you a warning.

  

  Those people and creatures you see out of the corner of your eye always would stem from your wild imagination and wanting for attention. When you are taking pills for those things and still see them, don’t brush it off. They certainly haven’t. And once they start talking to you when you lay in bed, don’t try to ignore them, closing your eyes doesn’t work anymore dear.

      Once the itching starts dear you know its too late. Bringing the blade to your soft skin to remove the feeling will not save you. The blood only excites them. A tall figure standing outside your window. Fingernails clawing at your door. They know you are going insane, they relish it. Don’t give up dear, even when you stare at the bottle or begin to write your note with a pen they are watching you.

Do you think this is what they want?

 Of course each monster has their share of body counts, if they really wanted you dead would they not fight among themselves over your corpse?  

    That unidentified fire in your house. Who do you think started it, dear?  The marks on your body the morning after that you had no memory of? Oh I think they are having fun.

 So go ahead, run, hide away as soon as you can get your precious things together. They may not find you again, going to the next victim to toy with. But don’t consider yourself abandoned completely young one. There are many to haunt but none quite as fun as a runner. Say hello next time you see me darling.

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