THANK YOU FOR MY FUCKING LIFE, DC

My God they actually look like dogs now

Lord, the changes! DO PUGS NEXT!!!

ACTUALLY! A breeder in Germany started to breed healthier pugs called “retro mops” and currebtly ppl are trying to get AKC and UKC to recongnize them as the new standard.

heres the comparison:

Reblogging with updates! Healthy bulldogs AND healthy pugs! ❤️

The absurd breed standards are a recent thing, developed in the past 100-150 years. The healthier breeds are much closer to their 19th century ancestors.

A pair of French bulldogs painted by Carl Reichert (1836-1918)

“Sweet Temptation or Willpower”

Charles Van den Eycken, 1891.

“Sweet temptation or willpower” I love that painting so much

I’m loving jealous/protective Bakugo today 🥴 like yes sir, please lay your claim on me.

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🦊 Fox Bakugo who fucking destroys that bunny pussy when he get jealous of someone just looking at his mate? And now someone has told him he’s not a good mate? He’ll show them! He literally has nothing to prove because those shitty extras don’t know eat they’re talking about, but he’ll be damned if someone has the audacity to say something like that about him…

“Yer gonna tell everyone who yer mate is!” He laughed as his hips smacked into your ass. The sound was echoed off the walls of your den. “Yer not even gonna have to tell them, they’re jus’ gonna know when they lookit ya!”

You were shaking under him, his chest pressed into your back. He held you by the hip and the tit, pulling on the soft fat of your body. You were so beautifully thick and luscious. He loved you so much, loved to hold your body in his large hands. He bit your neck and marked you up, leaving hand prints on your hips and ass. And lest not forget your cute tail and ears that he loves to play with. He loves to pull on your cotton tail and hold your ears as he fucked you thoroughly.

“Gonna fill ya up, fill yer bunny cunt up with ma babies,” he growled. He moved his hand to your belly and grabbed it, huffing. He pulled your ears, subsequently pulling your head back. You were panting and holding onto the ground as best you could. You whined, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Yeah, ya like that now dont'chya?”

“Yesh, yesh,” you slurred your words. Your mouth was drooling. You dug your nails into the ground. You were a mess. Your cunt was leaking all over your inner thighs. He was covered in your cream. His fur was wet with it. He could feel hoe badly you wanted to be bred. You clamped down on his cock tightly, begging for his cum. “Yesh.”

He bit down on your shoulder one last time, holding you down as he stuffed your cunt. He locked in and his cock throbbed with each shot of cum. You cried and squeaked, collapsing under him, hips held up by him so he could deposit every last drop into your needy cunt.

“Ya like that? Go ‘head, say it. Tell me how much you like gettin’ fucked full,” he demanded, his fat cock still buried in your cunt.

Your eyes were crossed, your tongue fell out of your mouth. You moaned, muttering to him, “Love it s'much. Wan’ yer pups s'much.”

He grinned down at you, kissing your cheek sloppily. “Can’t wait ta show ya off when yer big with ma pups.”