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havin-fun-imagining-twd · 2 years ago

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Oh my.

* the community label is incorrect, there are no dirty themes in this *

Happy belated Hallowtide, y’all. Here’s another chapter, slowpokes :)

When - right after A cause for concern. You’re still at the table with Hershel and your glass of activated charcoal. S02 episodes Cherokee Rose + setup for Chupacabra.

What - Hershel just asked you if your brother Shane “is a cause for concern.” Turns out, Daryl walked in and heard. You also keep meaning to talk to Lori but there have been a lot of interruptions...

Relationships - slow cooker Daryl x You is in the works, of course. Right now y’all are at the cooking stage where Daryl just wants to hang out with his only friend :( but you keep being otherwise occupied. You even defend him to Hershel tonight. As for you and the gang, we got casual brotherly/sisterly affection between yourself, Shane, Rick, and Lori.

Perspective - still stuck in 2nd person You + 3rd person “one who often carries the crossbow”

TWs - some language and some alcohol use (Dary-bear)

Pronouns - they/them, feminine implied at times

Word count - it won’t irk you this time

Masterlist - capital idea considering all the references! Checking out the four chapters chronologically before this one (What were your nightmares about?, Better with a friend, Picking a flower = saving the day, and A cause for concern) as well as Too much thinking before bed, Part 2 is recommended.

Him

That old man is sharp. At least somebody else is seeing it.

Really, it’s as if Daryl could literally smell the bullshit during Shane’s little speech at the funeral.

Though, the other old man might see it, too. Dale. It was about a month ago he’d noticed that Dale stopped being chummy with Shane the way he was with everyone else, even to Daryl himself.

And Lori has seemed real uncomfortable around Shane, too, come to think of it.

Maybe he’s not as alone in seeing that guy’s hiding something as he first figured.

It just sucks that Y/N is having to admit that about their own family, if just to themself. And Daryl knows all about what it’s like to admit that shit about a brother, if just to himself.

Speak of the devil, Lori is now walking by him, quietly whispering, “How are you, Daryl?” as she scoots out the front door.

Dr. Farmer (his bad, he doesn’t remember Dr. Farmer’s actual name) tells his friend something about a ‘solution’ (?) and Y/N picks up the glass with black stuff in it and—ew, start to sip it through a straw. The hell is in there?

But before he can get a word out and ask, a high, small voice from behind him scares the shit out of him as it squeaks, “Why are you in here?”

He jumps, turns—and holding a choose-your-own-adventure book is the teenage girl, frowning at him and probably freaked out as fuck. Just look at her eyes, all wide and scared like a bush baby’s.

In a way that sounds kinda like she’s accusing him of something, she next questions, “Do you, um, n-need help findin’ Carl’s room?”

“Nah.”

...

...fuck, this is awkward.

Eyes still so wide they’ll probably fall out, her high little voice again squeaks, “What do you want, then?”

Lucky for him, saving his ass is Y/N’s voice. “Daryl? Hey.”

He takes a few steps toward the table, thinking to himself that it sounded like Y/N’s throat was tight but feeling relieved that he isn’t gonna have to talk to Baby Spice anymore/ever again.

“You here to tell Carl about the Cherokee roses, too?” they ask him with a teensy little smile.

No, I don��t know why I came in here but you’re my only goddamn friend and I knew you were in here. “Yeah.”

“Do you remember which room he’s in?”

I actually have to walk in there and talk to the kid now. “Yeah, s’the one with the little boy in it, right?”

Instead of finding that funny, they make a face that reads as annoyed and tired.

Psht. Getting annoyed himself, he marches down the hallway to the room where the kid is recovering while Y/N, dunno, probably keeps drinking that black sludge and gets interrogated by the old man more.

You

All Mr. Greene asked was if Shane would be ‘a cause for concern.’ That’s it. All you had to say that is that he’s going through a rough time, what is wrong with you?

You need to say something to explain why you couldn’t answer and you gotta figure out where the doctor was coming from in the first place.

“I ain’t cer — I am uncertain as to what your question meant, sir,” you say by way of asking for clarification.

“Simply if you feel that there is a cause for concern regarding him.”

“In what way?” croaks from your throat not much more substantially than a whisper.

But now Beth is joining you and her father at the table so nothing more is said.

She thanks you for the flour and tries to make polite conversation, you try to stay upbeat and friendly.

You’re grateful that her voice is soft, because the ringing in your ears is making sounds louder. Plus, her and Maggie’s accents are twangier like yours, so it makes you feel less self-conscious around her father.

You gulp the drink as fast as you can through the straw. That Mr. Greene mixed the charcoal with Tang and gave you a straw is helping to make it less gross.

And when you notice Beth’s holding a choose-your-own-adventure book, you and she start to have a normal, easy moment—until you feel Mr. Greene’s eyes on you and figure he wants you o-u-t.

So, you excuse yourself, thank him again, and stand up to go wash your glass and straw while hoping your dizziness isn’t too obvious in the way you walk as to upset Beth.

But the doctor stops you. (?)

“I was hopin’ to ask you a favor. Or enlist you, rather.”

“It’s okay, I’ll take care of your cup, you can sit back down,” Beth murmurs to you, and takes it from your hands.

You swallow and find your seat again. “What d’you need help with, Mr. Greene?”

He clasps his hands together on the table. “I gather you’re likely planning on searching for the missing child first thing tomorrow morning?”

“Yes.”

“Is it your intention to remain out for the entirety of the day?”

“No.” Oh my God, why did you just—“I meant, I don’t think it’ll, the, um—” please formulate a coherent sentence. “W-we’ll have re-combed the whole grid and further by the afternoon,” you stammer. “And with seven or, um, however many of us will be out again, I can come back. I ain’t writing Sophia off, doctor, I just know that my duties also lie elsewhere. We all have jobs to do.” Good enough. “Do you need me to stay with Carl?”

You thought you felt his stare burning holes in your face, but when you actually look at him, he’s got his eyes on the table, lost in thought.

“That your group has searched so thoroughly and for successive days, it likely means one thing — and you understand that, I can see it. But it doesn’t discredit the other entirely; perhaps that tomorrow the whole area will have been re-swept means you’ll finally recover her. Sophia.”

You have to cover your face with a hand and turn away. How many times are you gonna get close to tears, this is getting old.

Swallowing the latest lump in your throat, you dab your eye with the corner of your sleeve and nod. “We were going to,” sniff, “check the road off the trail tomorrow, then he — that’s Daryl — he mentioned going to the top of a ridge someplace near to get a high view.”

Mr. Greene looks so much less impatient and unwelcoming than he did before but you aren’t certain the reason. Even his body language has changed.

“There are no infected individuals in any of the houses on that road, I can tell you that,” he informs you. “Otis went by that way more than a few times. There’s one home, however — it’s the one closest to the connecting road, northside. The family boarded it up because of that proximity, I would imagine.” He sighs. “No one answered Otis when he called from outside. It may be because they were newer to the area or perhaps there was somewhat of a language barrier, but the house is boarded securely and Otis never received any responses.” Scratching his eyelid, he finishes, “We decided to assume the Bardales left for a safe zone or perhaps a relative’s.”

“But the family might could still be inside,” you state more than ask. In what manner the family could be in, you neither state nor ask.

“There’s the potential,” he confirms. It seems as if he’s intending to say more but is having trouble doing so.

You wait.

He finishes slowly, “We aren’t certain if they caught the illness.”

Beth is coming back to the table with a snack-sized bag of barbecue chips. She offers to share, so you take one despite your newly discovered taste aversion. Chew. Swallow. Think of Amy and Jim and the Morales family.

“What I wanted to ask you was to help me give Carl a transfusion tomorrow. Now, I don’t know…” He stops talking entirely. “I don’t know if it’s an advisable thing. As we are aware, I am not a medical doctor—”

“—For humans,” you interrupt. He is a medical doctor and he saved your Carl’s life.

He unclasps his hands and holds his palms up. “I am a veterinarian and walking a fine line. Now: I know in some circumstances, anticoagulants are prescribed to postoperative patients who are at an increased risk of clotting. Carl, with his injury in that spot,” he shakes his head, “I cannot get it out of my head that he is at risk.”

His daughter loops her arm through his and rests her head on his shoulder as he takes a deep breathe. “And after the miracle we had in saving him, and the sacrifice it cost,” his tone sharpens when he says that part. You bow your head.

Then he exhales heavily and controlled. “My blood type matches his. Before his surgery, while he was still bleeding out, a transfusion from me would have killed him because I still take a daily anticoagulant. It’s a very low dose, but even that would have been too much for him. Now, however…”

“What risks would there be?” That Carl is alive is what’s keeping you sane and grounded.

“I do not believe he would be at risk of bleeding out with just one pint from me. We know that the stitch has held, and I have been restricting him from moving his core in order to maintain that, and I will insist upon it for a few more days.”

“What did Lori and Rick say?”

“I haven’t spoken to them yet. I suppose one could argue I was practicing the proposal with you.” Mr. Greene rubs the spot on his forehead in between his eyebrows. “If his parents agree, I would like both Patricia’s and your hands on deck. You take direction well, and have much more experience with human medical cases than Margaret.”

You must look as overwhelmed and unconvinced as you feel, because he shakes his head at you and goes on to say, “I’m telling you this in earnest. You did an extraordinary job getting that child’s vein on the first try, at a time when he was profoundly hypovolemic, not considering the emotional trial you were undergoing during the event and the two injuries you sustained in its onset that could have interfered.”

“There’s no need to butter me up, I’ll be there for him,” you mumble. Why is he suddenly being so generous with the compliments?

He appears to sigh again, and next turns to his daughter. “Beth, sweetheart, would you mind putting the tea kettle on for me? I want to ensure privacy while Y/N and I discuss some matters a bit further.”

That tiny seed of dread is still firmly rooted in your gut.

When you see in your side-vision that Beth is off in the kitchen, you state the prepared phrase quickly and quietly. “About your question earlier: Shane is a good and decent man, he simply hasn’t been himself.” There.

Mr. Greene gets that serious, discerning look on his face again. “Has he spoken to you about what happened that night? It must be weighing on him heavily.”

Your posture slumps and you can’t meet his gaze. “He ain’t even talked to Rick about it.”

The front door opens again.

Lori’s back from wherever she had gone. She looks like she’s close to passing out. You even begin to stand because she really doesn’t look well. “Lore, are you feelin’ alright?”

“Just feeling extra tired, honey,” is what she tells you as she walks blindly to the hallway, then stops and heads toward the kitchen. You sit down when you hear the faucet turn on.

“One last question for now, and I thank you for allowing me to do so. The man who walked into my house before, the one who often carries the crossbow?”

“Daryl,” you confirm, somewhat cautious.

“Will he be a problem?”

Your head is shaking ‘no’ before he’s finished asking. “He can come across as…” You shrug, unable to think of a word. “But he’s proven himself to be remarkably…good. My mama would call him a work-in-progress.”

But Mr. Greene’s response is completely justified. “I cannot help but somewhat wonder against your statement when I and my family all noticed the schutstaffel symbol on his motorcycle.”

Holding up your hands as if trying to prove your innocence, you explain, “It was his brother’s, he’s no longer with us. And we all hate it, too.” You grimace in disgust and mutter, “I don’t think Daryl even knows what it means.” With a peek at the doctor’s unreadable expression, you unhelpfully mention, “Glenn and I are keepin’ an eye out for black spray paint to fix it.”

Lori’s footsteps sound back down the hallway. The door to Carl’s room opens and closes.

“Do you feel safe around the man, Y/N?”

“Yes, oddly enough.”

“Why ‘oddly enough?’” he counters.

Is there a bright interrogation lamp over your head? “He comes across as otherwise, and he can be a hot-head,” you concede, shrugging one shoulder. “But he never leered at the women, and the kids didn’t feel uncomfortable or unsafe around him. He hunts for us, is teaching me how,” you go on, then feel testy enough to meet his gaze head-on. “And he’s spent more time out there searchin’ for Sophia than any of us.”

“He never made, um, I’ll call them ‘advances,’ toward you? I don’t know his inclinations, but Margaret is about your age, my Beth is even younger, and I likewise worry about Jimmy��s safety in that way. Their—” he cuts off as the front door opens yet again.

It’s Rick this time. He greets the two of you, pecks a kiss on your head, and goes down the hall.

Mr. Greene takes a moment as if he’s collecting his patience. “Their safety is paramount. And as you can imagine, having strange, angry, armed men tramping around my house and property feels like a very risky game.”

“He’s made none at all to me, and I-I don’t think to others, neither.” No way, y’all would have discussed that. Andrea would’ve been very outspoken about it if he’d ever stared at her chest, for one. “We would have discussed that.”

But whatever the thoughts in his head are, you can’t quite to read them in his expression. And he changes the subject.

“Thank you for your honesty,” he repeats, sighing. “Now, with your permission, I would like to reexamine your shoulder before sending you on your way.”

Him

He told the boy about the flower, all about the search, and even about having been lost for nine days when he was a kid. He sanitized it for Carl’s sake, obviously, made it seem like an adventure.

Sophia is his friend, he’d needed to hear it. At this point, everyone should know so they won’t write that little girl off as a goner.

Weird thing was, the teenage girl—sorry, ‘Beth’— had walked in there partway through and sat herself down as if she didn’t trust him to be alone with the boy.

He ignored her and kept telling Carl stories.

Now the kid’s asleep, still with his dad’s giant deputy hat on.

At one point, Carl fake-complained that “After this, it’ll be forever until they let me go hunting with you guys.”

So, he reminded him, “I told ya: be this tall or when your voice changes, then you can come with.”

Beth is reading her book, still sitting kinda stiff as if she’s nervous.

As for he himself, he’s just listening to a clock ticking and thinking that he wants a smoke and another beer and to not be around someone who doesn’t like him, even if it was just Baby Spice.

When Lori came back into the room with a glass of water, she looked paler than her kid, and that’s saying something. Carl’s about as tan as a sheep.

He didn’t think he should leave, to be honest, she looked so drained. So, he sat there.

Waited.

Wondered what the hell to do and felt awkward as fuck.

It can’t have been more than three minutes when Rick quietly steps into the room.

Relieved, Daryl stands up, grunts “Night,” before zooming out.

Trying not to stomp too loud, he walks out of the hall to find Dr. Farmer doing stuff with Y/N’s arm.

The old man straightens it. Positions it forward. Up. To the side. Up. Asks them to apply pressure from different angles. Has them twist their neck side to side, up and down.

Daryl leans against the wall and crosses his arms.

Sometimes it looks like it hurts them, sometimes not. They make eye contact with each other for a second. Y/N gives him a resigned look, he blankly offers a thumbs up in response.

Then he wonders what the hell he’s waiting for and to stop being creepy, and so stands back up and figures he’ll leave.

“It was mentioned before that your shoulder was previously injured?” the old man questions Y/N.

The door to Carl’s room clicks open again, Lori and Beth exit. Beth scurries away, Lori starts to make for the door.

“About a month-ish back,” Y/N replies.

“What was the mechanism of injury?”

“Um, we was tryin’—we were trying,” they rephrase it, less twangy than usual, “to escape from someplace with a…very shut door. We, um, the pain started after I rammed against it too hard.”

Lori stops where Y/N is sitting and lightly smooths some flyaways in their hair.

The old man makes a hm. “That was the original injury?”

And Lori cuts in, weirdly enough. “It was a slight twisting injury.” Softly, he can hear her murmur, “Honey, remember what happened a couple days before that?”

Y/N looks confused, then remember whatever it was. Their mouth opens, closes.

As he finally walks by and out the door, he ears them whisper all shy, “Th-that only bothered me for a few hours after.”

You

“A twisting injury makes much more sense for the other affected areas to which the pain is radiating, especially the neck and chest,” Mr. Greene affirms.

You didn’t even remember that your shoulder technically got hurt when you attacked Ed. After all, your jaw had been what was bothering you the most.

It’s still so wild to you that you’d gone so…wild.

“Lori, don’t let Carol know—oh, and Daryl, you neither,” you call in case he’s still in earshot. That woman can’t find out, she’ll blame herself.

“If you didn’t recall the initial injury as having been serious, consider it having been akin to small ding in a windshield. Minor impact or driving into a pothole in the road can lead to a bigger crack, and from there, much more serious damage at a moment’s notice. Likewise, having a small injury, even a barely noticeable tear, made the force against the, uh, door injure you more than it may have,” he explains, “which eventually, if the injury did not fully heal or heal properly, worsened still when you carried young Carl here.”

Lori kisses you on the head and places her hands on your shoulders, rubbing them gently.

“Now, I have just about zero knowledge of physical therapy, but Pat will remember the exercises Jimmy needed after a baseball injury last year to his shoulder. In fact, he went back outside to your group’s fire, you can ask him there. They may be helpful.” He stands. “Now, Lori, I’d please like to speak to you and Rick about something important.”

Him

When Y/N came out of the farmhouse, their brother sped over to them and helped them walk back. They ain’t even talking or nothing now, they’re just sitting quietly listening to the conversation and staring into the fire. By the looks of it, they’re dozing off a little against their brother’s shoulder.

Y/N had a silent, tiny cry soon after they first got back, too. Shane simply put his arm around them.

The basic way he’s noticed everybody handle that stuff was to just allow the person get the tears out in peace and not make a big deal about it. Maybe pat the person on the back or whatever but nothing dramatic. There are more reasons to cry these days, you know?

Anyway, Carol is warming up Y/N’s oatmeal.

As for himself, he’s just about to—wait a sec, only a few gulps left—ah, okay, yep, he’s done with his third beer of the night.

Except he doesn’t even have the spins yet, what bullshit. Why doesn’t he just go to bed?

It can’t be because he’s clinging, no way.

Aw, lil Darylina wants to feel like he belongs by clutching to his only friend like a little blankie.

Ugh, you know what? He could just have a fourth beer and shut up. Still got two left back at his tent, and he could crash after. He’ll need the full night’s rest if he’s gonna find Sophia tomorrow. Check out the road, check out the ridge, get that little girl back safe.

You

You must’ve fallen asleep because all you remember after you stopped sniffling was that suddenly Shane was tapping you so you’d sit up. He stood and quietly set off somewhere, passing Lori on his way.

Huh. Lori. You’d been dreaming that she was crying around the campfire. That must be because you had a cry and knew Lori wanted to talk—oh poop, you haven’t talked to her yet, have you?

As you blink a few times to clear the brain fog, Carol hands you a bowl of oatmeal. Smells yummy.

Lori sits by you. Carol hands her a bowl, too. She lifts her spoon but does nothing else. It’s as if she’s miles away as she stares at her boots.

“It’s true, my dad wore his Bulldogs jersey every Saturday,” you overhear Jimmy say. “I wish he could’ve, um…” He pauses when his voice cracks.

If this is where the conversation had been heading, it makes sense to you why your brother hurried off. The guilt from what happened with Otis. You brush away those horrible, heartless, stupid doubts in your head about what happened that night and pass Lori the unused glass by you that she’s gesturing to.

Lori holds out the glass and Carol pours him some of the Tang that Jimmy brought for you all in the pitcher. The kid takes a big gulp, and T-Dog delicately taps Jimmy’s glass with his beer bottle in ‘cheers.’

“He would’ve been so excited to meet you, Mr. Douglas.”

“Nah, I ain’t nobody impressive, Jimmy. But your dad?” T-Dog’s serious expression warms into a grin. “The dude who volunteered on the regular to save lives? I woulda been honored to have met that man.”

Sniffing, Jimmy clears his throat and takes another few sips of his drink. Lori rubs his back a few times from where she’s kneeling, then gets up and sits back by you.

“His favorite game was the day after Thanksgiving, 1994. I was a baby so I can’t remember, but the way he retells the story every Thanksgiving makes me feel like I do.”

“That was a damn satisfying game, let me tell ya. Perfect way to finish the season.”

Cue Jimmy’s eyes to expand two times their normal size as T-Dog begins to chuckle.

“Were you…y-you were playing during that game? The Dawgs obliterated Georgia Tech, it was 48 to 10!”

“Hell yeah we did, kid.”

Him

The discussion morphed to video games and how the teenager’s never fired a gun “Other than in video games at my friend’s house.”

Proper farm boy, minus the part where he’d need to know his way around a rifle to deter hogs and all that. He had a BB gun, and “did skeet shooting with Dad’s shotgun a couple times? We used birdshot, so it was easy enough.”

That’s when Glenn and he hopped into a happy little discussion about…eh, Daryl isn’t sure. He needs to sleep.

Y/N is dosing again, otherwise they’d probably be just as excited to talk about whatever Glenn and farm boy are into. He’s still weirdly disappointed he didn’t get to talk with Y/N. Find out their big secret…or just hang and feel wanted.

Sweet baby Darylina, you getting all mopey? Are you PMSing, sugar?

Dale already excused himself to hit the sack, Lori looked like she was about to. That woman’s looked tired as fuck even before all that went down at the highway.

However, Y/N is accidentally using them as a pillow, and Lori has her head resting against Y/N’s with this look across her face like she’s having war flashbacks.

He closes his eyes for a moment as he stretches before standing up to just get back to his tent already.

…

…zzz...zzz…

You

“Honey,” softly whispered in your ear pulls you out of a similar dream to the one you woke from earlier, but this time, Lori was crying in the house and her older sister was with her. Mr. Greene was sitting at the table and frowning. Shane was trying to get inside. Mama was outside with him but had her hands covering her face.

Rick and you were by the door, but it was almost as if you were guarding it.

Dreams can be so creepy. And stupid, like, as soon as you saw Evie, you should’ve realized it wasn’t real life.

Back to the here and now, Glenn and Jimmy are really into whatever they’re talking about. Videogames? You’d probably be into it if you weren’t half-asleep.

Lori stands up. Hold up, are her eyes wet?

“You should head to bed, too, come on.” She holds her hand out to help you up. Taking it with your good arm, you hold on when you stand, and the two of you bid your goodnights to the group.

Aw, Daryl is asleep where he’s sitting, can you believe it?

Him

It’s when his head flops forward that he finds himself jolting awake.

Turns out, like his friend, he also fell asleep right there in front of the campfire.

Except now Y/N and Lori are gone.

…This night has been really annoying, just saying.

Actually standing up this time, he grunts what probably passes as a ‘goodnight’ and shuffles drowsily storms off to his tent, set apart from the others.

You

Ears still ringing, you walk slowly to your tent and wonder where Sophia’s sleeping. “I just had the funkiest dream, Lore. Evie was in it.”

The muscles in her arm tighten. “Evie?”

“She looked good. Had on civvies instead of a uniform.” You chuckle to keep it light. “She was hugging you.”

Lori runs her hand over her face. Once at your tent, she and wishes you a “Goodnight, Y/N,” and wraps her arms around you in an unusually tight embrace that she maintains.

“Did you wanna talk now?” you check. “We kept gettin’ interrupted.”

She avoids eye contact as she pulls back and assures you, “It-it’s okay, honey, it’s nothing.”

Memories of that strange night and morning at the CDC start replaying in the back of your mind. There’s a red flag waving with it, but maybe that’s due to your weird nap dream a few minutes ago.

Still, you offer, “I can talk about nothing, easy.”

She hesitates. Inhales.

But all she finally says, with a smile that doesn’t convince you, is, “I just need some sleep.”

White lie. You almost tell her she owes a quarter.

Her lip wobbles and she hugs you again, and you squeeze back as much as your shoulder will allow.

“I’ll see you at breakfast, honey, okay?”

“Make sure you sleep in, Miss Patricia mentioned that. G’night, Lori, love you.”

And as she pulls her button-down off her hips to put it back on, whatever was in her back pocket falls out.

Ha, why does she have a digital thermomet…oh.

Oh my.

Ohh my, okay. Okay.

That wasn’t a digital thermometer, a fact made clear by the way she scrambled to grab it when she realized it had fallen.

“Lori?”

You end up on the floor of your tent, sitting there dazed with your mouth open while the ringing in your ears seems to grow louder. She quickly crouches and pulls the door flap down.

She stops hiding the test and rests her hand in her lap as she sits beside you, her fingers gripping it tightly.

You stare at it.

Yep, it’s a pregnancy test.

It’s got the little plus sign, too.

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avmisworld · 3 years ago

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WayV when you wear their clothes:

Kun:

Kun is weak for you, ngl. When you sleep over at his house unexpectedly after a night out, your boyfriend being too worried to let you go back home alone since you seemed slightly tipsy, you don't have any clothes but the tight, uncomfortable dress you were wearing. Kun won't hesitate to lend you a large, oversized sweater and a pair of sweatpants that have grown small on him, not thinking too much about how absolutely adorable you'll look wearing them. So when you exit the bathroom looking like the meaning of 'smol', the brown-haired man will positively melt on the spot, his lips stretching into a wide grin and his hands automatically coming up to pet your hair, still wet from the shower. He will be much touchier that day, leaving kisses all over your cheeks and forehead, hugging you and just awing over how cute you look.

"You look so small, oh my god." *giggles*

Ten:

The two of you were on a date, going for a walk around the city at night, when you got cold, wearing nothing but a thin, long-sleeved mini dress that could hardly warm you up. Your boyfriend had already warned you that you'll be cold but you were so we excited to wear your new outfit that you didn't listen, and now you were regretting it. Ten won't hesitate to hand you his large, wool coat when he sees you shivering against the chilling wind, but he will scold you, as well, going on and on about how you should've listened to him in the first place. Secretly, he will love seeing you in his clothes, and even though he won't admit it to you, his actions will speak better than his words, and he will be more affectionate than usual, wrapping you in his arms and pressing chaste, loving kisses against your hair and temple.

"Aish, what do I have to do to get you to listen to me?"

Win-Win:

This baby is a blushing mess and it's the cutest thing ever, uwu. It is comeback season and you really freaking miss your older boyfriend, so on one of the nights when your apartment feels emptier and more silent than usual, you go to Win-Win's closet put of desperation, taking from it one of his favorite dary-gray sweatshirts he wears around the house. When Win-Win will come that day from practice, entering the house on his tiptoes to not disturb you, he will freeze in place, mouth slightly open and cheeks burning at the sight of you cuddled up on the couch in his shirt and some sweats. Winnie will be thankful that nobody can see how red he is right now, nor the stupid smile on his face, before he will join you on the sofa, wrapping you in his long, lean arms and leaving a gentle kiss on your forehead before he drifts to sleep.

"Is that my shirt?" *blushes*

Lucas:

Lucas will be too happy seeing you in his clothes lol. Your boyfriend will love the fact that his favorite hoodie is so big on you it brushes your knees, making you look utterly small and somehow even more adorable than before. When you accidentally spilled on yourself some of the tea that Lucas had made you, your lover didn't think too much before handing you one of his plain, black hoodies, not even looking up while you changed, too busy cleaning the mess on the sofa. But when Lucas raised his head to look at you, he promptly choked on his own spit, before his lips practically broke his face in half with how big his grin was. He won't even try to hide his enthusiasm, rushing up to you and twirling you around, ignoring your squeaks of surprise and fear before putting you down, mumbling a half-heared apology when you punch his arm weakly in retaliation.

"You are the cutest human in the world, god."

Xiaojun:

Xiaojun will have a more protective and possessive persona when he'll see you in his clothes. The only thing that will run through his mind at the sight of you, wearing nothing but his old, worn-out tee from when he was a trainee, the hem just barely brushing the top of your thighs, is that he needs to hide you away from anything bad and evil in this shitty world. You will be wearing his old shirt to clean the house since you don't want to ruin your own clothes, but your boyfriend won't let you fulfill the purpose of your wardrobe change, too busy backhugging you like some sort of adorable leech, burying his face in the crook of your neck and leaving gentle, tickling butterfly kisses to your exposed skin until you whine that you can't get any work done, but he'll still sit on the couch and watch you with fond eyes and slightly red cheeks.

"Tell me if you need help with anything, beautiful."

Hendery:

When you ask your boyfriend if you can borrow one of his sweatpants for your trip to the supermarket, Hendery will gladly agree, already manifesting a mental image of you wearing the thin, black trainers he threw you. But of course, reality will be much better than his imagination, and your boyfriend might have a severe addiction to you wearing his clothes. Hendery will be rather vocal about how much he loves how you look, talking with you only to throw another compliment about how good you look, continually getting distracted by you. He will also make sure that you know that you don't have a choice but to keep taking clothes from him, purposely putting some of his sweats and shirts on your bed or inside your closet so you get the hint, also straight up asking you to wear them.

"You look much better than I do, and I look amazing."

Yangyang:

Yangyang is definitely the type to be very fond of matching couple outfits and wearing each other's others. He will definitely be on board to color coordinate or whatever so of course he loves when you steal his clothes, it makes him feel like you belong to him in every way, and now everyone can see it. Yangyang will flirt with you so much more when he sees you wearing one of his oversized jackets, teasingly asking you over and over again where did you buy your jacket, but shutting up immediately when you threaten him to take off the garment. He'll make sure that everyone knows that you belong to him, and when you're hanging out with the rest of the WayV boys, he'll repeat how pretty you are in his clothes, asking the other boys if they agree with him and feeling smug when they do.

"Wow, you look really good. Where did you get that jacket?"

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generalfoolish · 4 years ago

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We Go Together

General Dameron!AU

Chapter 1: A Welcome Party of One | Chapter 2

Rating: General for now! It gets more spicy later, and I’ll update accordingly.

Summary: OC character starts flying with the resistance, and happens to meet General Poe Dameron. Eventually, they'll do more than just talk and badly flirt.

A/N: Hey guys! This is my fic from AO3, and I wanted to add it to my master list. It’s a work in progress! Also, we deviate a bit from the actual story of the sequels, but I try to stay pretty close to the lore of the SW universe.

The explosion burned too bright against Darial’s eyes. The darkness of space enveloped the blinding whites, and glanced sharply against her radiation shield. A red laser shooting from the wreckage jerked her back to life; and in seconds she was maneuvering away from the burning ship behind her.

Dary heard the crackling in her ear piece, and she breathed deeply to steady herself. The casualties would be many. They were increasing ten-fold after each mission. This re-con had gone sideways, fast. She cursed under her breath and banked a hard left against a Tie Fighter shooting near her rear. Her eyes followed the green beams coming from her own X-wing, and smiled when they found their mark.

“Green Two!” The static garbled the words, but she made her call name out.

“Green Two responding,” She grimaced at her own croaky voice. She needed water, and badly.

“Green Two, disengage. Pulling back.” The words were more chewed up this time, her commander getting lost in the static.

“Pulling back, Green Leader.”

“Settle for Base.”

“Base bound, Green Two off.” She eased off the thrusters and checked the nav. Deftly, she punched in the coordinates for Ajan Kloss, and rolled her neck as hyperspace engaged.

She had enough time to glance around and see her team doing the same, before she was flung into the dazzling rush of white jets of light. She could never get over hyperspace. The urge to jerk out of the tunnel, she realized dimly, had never gone away either. Dary knew that the only reason she preferred hyper was that space was too inky black for her comfort. In her years as a pilot, she had never found comfort amongst the stars. She was always unsettled in the darkness, and felt uneasy in the absence of any celestial bodies.

“Something to keep my mind off the dead, at least.” She murmured to herself. In the brightly lit cockpit, there was nowhere to hide those dark thoughts. Her orange jumpsuit glowed, nearly reflective, as if to prove her point.

The nav system started beeping, and gave her the respite she needed to ignore the deep seated survivor’s guilt building in her stomach. She punched a few buttons, flicked a few switches, and dropped out of hyperspace. She found herself laughing, and wished flying was as easy as dropping out of hyper. She nosed her X towards the green moon.

Dary hadn’t had the opportunity to see Ajan Kloss yet, and she had heard it was a beautiful moon. The landscape rushing up to greet her after her descent into the atmosphere was a welcome sight. The rumors weren’t true, though. They left too much unsaid. The whispers of a jungle had missed the devastation of how mesmerizing the moon was. It was so alive, that Dary felt a sob stick in her chest. She shook her head slightly, and focused on the landing pattern.

“Green Two, requesting landing.” She breathed into her mic; still moved by the beauty of the greenery around her. A welcome sight after days of barren space.

“Green Two, welcome home. Head to bay 4.” The gruff voice told her. She was glad to hear Basic in a friendly tone, and never happier to get rid of the undertone of urgency or panic. She docked down in Bay 4, and noted that it looked like every other bay in the resistance, before switching her engines off.

The astromech popped the radiation shield for her, and she pulled her helmet off.

“Thanks R6.” Dary smiled warmly at her droid. He beeped in response. She left him for now, and knew he was in good hands. The Resistance loved their droids, and pilots doubly so. She had left her helmet in the cockpit, and climbed down the ladders a mechanic had pushed, over after she had touched down. The mech was nowhere to be found now, and she decided not to take it personally. She wasn’t anyone special, and the mission had been a failure to be sure. Plus, she didn’t know anyone on this moon. She rolled her eyes at herself.

“What? You expectin’ a welcome party, Dary? A full roll out?” A hardness settled in her chest, and she screwed her eyes up as she jerked the zipper of the flight suit down. She had just stepped out of the suit, focusing singularly on her muddy boots, when she heard the throat clearing cough come from behind her. She turned slowly, making a mental note to clean her shoes later. She was annoyed. She wanted to cry in the shower. She wanted to find her new quarters.

“Yes?” She was sharper than she meant to be, but she was tired.

“Yes, sir.” He said, a smirk dancing on his lips. She raised an eyebrow, but didn’t echo his request. “Because I’m Poe. General Poe Dameron.” He continued, and she realized he had expected her to know him.

“General Dameron!” She exclaimed with as much forced enthusiasm as she could muster. “What can I do for you, sir?” She asked, snapping to attention. Her flight suit still bundled around her boots. He dropped his smirk.

“You’re Green Two, right? Ardan?” His voice had lost nearly all traces of the humor from before.

“Yes, sir.” Dary answered quickly, not wanting to get into real trouble. She held his eyes for a moment, before stooping to grab her flight suit. “How can I help you, sir?” She asked genuinely, folding her suit as she talked. He smiled again, and she couldn’t help but notice he was that much more handsome for it. He was slim, but muscular beneath his loosely fitted button up. The light material really made his tanned skin glow in the bright sun.

“They tell me you saved a lot of lives doing something very dangerous and very reckless.” Her mouth fell open, and she snapped it shut with enough force to rattle her back teeth.

“Sir, I was taking calculated risks to ensure that my fellow pilots made it back in one piece.”

“You were outmanned and outgunned, why would you try to take down a Starfighter alone?”

“I reasoned that if I were successful, then it would be a great advantage for my team.”

“What if you weren’t?” She couldn’t read him, and so she tried pleading her case earnestly.

“Then I would have done everything in my power to make sure that I at least bought my team a few minutes for a retreat.” She swallowed painfully; her throat was tight and dry.

“Good work out there today, Ardan. That kind of honest fighting is how we’ll win.” He took her by the shoulder, and simply held it for a moment. It wasn’t lost on her that his palm devoured her shoulder, and engulfed her more than she thought possible. His words filled in her a sense of pride, and her heart hammered against her ribs.

“Thanks, sir.” She squeaked out, and immediately regretted how she sounded. He only smiled, and opened his other hand in a gesture. He swept his arm back, indicating she was to move that way, and somehow her brain registered the signal and started walking. Her steps felt as clumsy as a newborn banthas.

“Have you been to the base before?” He asked, his hands swinging lazily by his side. She struggled to match his long stride, although he seemed to be moving at a leisurely pace.

“No, but the view flying in was something else.” She told him, shyly moving her hair behind her ears.

“It always reminds me of Yavin.” He told her, a small smile lifting to his eyes.

“I’ve never been,” She admitted freely, “It must be lovely to be comparable to here. Is Yavin another base?” He chuckled a little, and studied her face.

“I was born on Yavin, but it does have a...rich history involving resistances. Look, not to be forward, but I was on my way to dinner. The brass has me doing some drills at an unbelievably early kriffing hour, and so I plan to turn in early. You can say no, but you’d be doing me a pretty big favor. We don’t get a lot of new faces, especially pretty faces. Whaddya say, take another risk?” He laughed, and any doubts she had were gone. If it was inappropriate, surely he wouldn’t ask.

“That sounds lovely.” She told him before she could reconsider. Her eyes trained on her boots as they walked forward. She didn’t know how her boots had gotten so dirty. There isn’t mud in space, she breathed out her nose in a sort of snort laugh, and caught Poe’s eyes. He raised an eyebrow at her.

“Something funny?” He asked, amused

“Just...well it’s dumb, but my boots are filthy. No idea how, I’ve been in space for days. No mud in the cockpit.” She told him aimlessly, the words falling out easily. She couldn’t help it; he was impossibly easy to talk to. He grinned at her, nodding along.

“Forget being clean. The first rule of the Resistance is to be as dirty as possible, but also you must always be absolutely presentable.” He laughed, pointing a finger at her in a menacing way. She liked this. She hadn’t really fit in on her last post.

“Let me stash my suit,” She managed between laughing fits. His stories were coming more freely, and the long walk to the end of the terminal was almost over. She jogged to a locker and found her code name. Green Two. Impersonal, but perfect. Especially, she grimaced, in the heat of battle. It was a precaution, just in case the First Order happened to tap the comms. She stashed her suit quickly, and turned on her heel to find Poe just waiting for her. Patiently, he was watching her. Her breath caught, and before she could let that color her face she forced her legs to close the distance between them.

“Hungry?” She groaned.

“So, what happened after you got caught?” She asked, picking up the last thread of conversation easily, as they started the last leg of the walk to the commissary.

“Well, what you need to know is how to confuse a bageraset--I escaped, of course.” He shrugged, throwing her a smirk. She could smell the stew now, and knew that it would be just edible. Her stomach growled in anticipation, though. Which earned her a shoulder nudge from her companion.

“Starving, actually. I wasn’t joking about being in space for days. All I’ve had are those dreadful ration bars.” He laughed in response.

“That won’t do. The food here isn’t as bad as some of the posts. The cook is trained, so he does alright.” He opened the right side of the double swinging doors with one arm, and gestured her in with the other. The bustle of the canteen hit her right away.

Laughing, yelling, eating, drinking, and just a general buzz of life. She normally prefered the quiet, but the energy was contagious. She turned a quick grin to Poe before ducking past him.

#poe dameron #original character #poe dameron x oc #idiots in love #Star Wars oc #star wars #sequels #eventual smut

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mousegirlvorecast · 6 months ago

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Mice should get everyone’s worldly possessions actually and should team up to take down big predators :X

#dari #I squeak!

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asmrtist-brainrot · 2 years ago

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Rex Being Nosy and Regretting It

Where in which he walks in or intrudes on his brothers' uh... Personal time with their spouses and instantly regretting it.

... Good, just remind him of the jerk he can be

Gender Neutral! Readers

~ Dari

Bek

He's barely able to process the sight before him, leaving him to heavily recoil and choke on nothing before his hand lifted to cover his eyes as he hissed, "Bek!"

The poor man squeaked like a mouse before stammering out, half-annoyed, half-horrifically embarrassed, "Gosh Rex! Learn to send message or something, you can't just drop in whenever like that anymore!! I'm married now!"

Rex's face burned behind his hand, also somewhat angry at being reprimanded and ordered around. But realizes quite quickly it'd make him a hypocrite.

You sigh, breath still heavy as the distinct sound of Bek gasping coupled with kisses that leave him scrambling to leave.

He can't look either of you in the eye for the rest of the week.

Daz

He should have known Daz was going to be fraudulently flaunting his new engagement even in private. But since, you, his spouse joined him at the celestial palace; he thought he should "greet" you.

Lay down the rules.

Make sure Daz kept you in line.

"Fucks sake -" He shut his eyes.

"It's your faulttt - ahhhhh fuck - for... For..." Daz huffed and sighed in pleasure "For not knocking -"

You choked out a flustered, "I'm sorry -"

The moan that Daz ripped from you sent Rex shouting in disgust and frustration before disappearing.

He held some comfort in that you were also quite embarrassed.

Kel

"GET OUT!!"

Rex couldn't even realize what was going on when he popped in to check on you and your husband, just barely managing to dodge something being thrown at him. Along with the sound of you giving a loud squeak.

He is about to yell at Kel for being rude before he realized that he'd appeared in your bed chambers, with his younger brother shielding your... Notably undressed self.

"ADVERT YOUR EYES IMMEDIATELY!!!"

Rex burned with mortification and rushed away.

Leo

He heard you shriek seconds after appearing, before Leo let out a string of sweats and a burst of foliage shot up around him.

Rex was only confused for a second before Leo finally came out, haphazardly dressed, flushed, and with ruffled hair. A set of teeth marks clearly emblazoned on his neck, purpled spots in the process of blooming with them.

He is scowling as Rex quickly figured that he wasn't currently welcoming guests.

"Can it wait?"

Rex stiffly nodded before slinking away, awkwardly unable to speak to either of you.

Nix

He really should have known better.

Even as a now a devoted husband, Nix was still very much the divine of love and lust.

Rex had the decency to feel abashed seeing his brother's unimpressed gaze.

He left without a word.

Nix doesn't let him live it down.

Vox

Vox hadn't brought the few scattered paramours home, having not even married the first person he'd loved. Rex didn't even think he had had it in him.

So when he popped in, he didn't expect the almost squeal from his vocal chords before a pillow was flung at him.

You glared from the bed, already comforting your very distressed and undressed husband.

"Out."

Rex stopped randomly going to see his brothers after this.

#headcanons #dari writes #siren's son asmr #the divines #rex #vox #daz #bek #nix #leo #kel #gender neutral reader #hot n spicy #light spice

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rocinantescoffeestop · 4 years ago

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Whumptober2020: Day 1 - Hanging

Fandom: Psych (2006) Characters: Genevieve Spencer-O’Hara (main voice, OC), Shawn Spencer, Juliet O’Hara, Darius Spencer-O’Hara (OC)

[Read on AO3 here.]

Both mom and dad had told her not to go any higher than her own height. Vivi elected to ignore their cautionary words and scrambled up the tree, using each branch like a step on a ladder. She grinned down at her brother before calling back a taunt, a call to race.

Of course, Darius returned her sentiment with just as much enthusiasm. It spurred her to pump her arms faster. Her legs launched off of each bark-made rung like she was a rocket that needed to go to space. After just seconds of racing, she risked a peek at his progress and spotted the strained face of her brother. Then, she noticed he was gaining. A bolt of panic surged through her veins. She couldn’t have him win! The phantom ring of his victory jeers spurred her deeper into panic, a concentrated panic, that made her lift-off of each branch harder. With every step, she smacked harder and harder into the branches. Then—

Crack!

She felt the pressure underneath her left foot give way. She was dropping but instinctively clenched her hands tighter around her handhold. Bark dug into her skin, promising an undesirable red and raw fashion.

The passion of the race morphed into sheer terror. Repeatedly, she told herself not to look down, and yet down was exactly where she looked.

At the horrified looks of her parents.

At the eight foot gap to the ground.

Vivi swung gently in the breeze. Dari better not be using this to win, she grumbled but internally, for she didn’t have the willpower to speak. All her energy diverted into hanging on for dear life.

“Vives!” her dad shouted, mingling with the “Oh my god, Vivi!” from her mom.

Her handhold suddenly drooped an inch. Vivi’s teeth grit together. She adjusted her fingers, scooting an arm closer to the trunk. If she could reach it, a safe escape was possible…

“Don’t move, Vivi! It might break!” Juliet said, her voice shrill. Vivi immediately stopped. Given her mother’s vantage point, she probably could see more of the situation.

Through he blood roaring in her ears, she just about heard her mom say she was getting a ladder before watching a figure scurry around the corner of the house. However, all Vivi’s thoughts harped on was another creek of the limb. Another dip. Vivi shut her eyes, as if seeing nothing would eliminate her situation altogether. Each breath barely took in enough oxygen.

Her fingers felt raw against the bark, but her alternate option was to fall, and Vivi cherished the use of her legs.

“Dad?” she squeaked out, briefly allowing her eyes to flit open in order to gain comfort from a familiar face. “What do I do?” Each syllable came out staccato.

“Just keep holding on, Vives. Mom’s coming with a ladder.”

Vivi tried to nod, but even that motion required a tremble from her entire body.

She heard the limb crack before it jounced.

For one second, her limbs were flailing freely through the air.

The next, she was sprawled on the ground, feeling nothing but the fireworks of pain.

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Written for @whumptober2020.

#whumptober2020 #ocapp #allaboutocs #psych #juliet o'hara #shawn spencer #genevieve spencer #darius spencer #original characters #oc #lilly's writing #lilly's whump #fanfiction #writing #whump #whumptober

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blackaquokat · 5 years ago

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Can I get 7 for the kiss prompt with Mayor Attorney or DArkiplier please? I love your writing btw!

Thank you so much, I’m glad you like my writing! At this point I am looooong overdue for a piece about my DA and Dark, so this is a good opportunity to get started! I might tag it Dark Attorney, ngl…

7. Unbreakable Kiss

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Even though the face is usually Damien’s, it is surprisingly easy for you to separate your oldest and dearest friend from the unstable being staring you down right now.

The relationship you have with Dark is a strange one, mainly because there’s nothing he can hold over you. You broke from the mirror on your own power, and have thus far managed to hold a corporeal form through sheer willpower, unlike some entities you could name, who can only truly manifest themselves through ether worlds and corpse possession.

And yet you’re still subjected to the presence of the creature who trapped you in the mirror in the first place because you didn’t want to stay in the manor under any circumstances and you had nowhere else to go.

On the bright side, it means you get to give Dark a hard time whenever you’re in the mood to because for whatever reason, he’s unwilling to kill you, which he is fully capable of doing.

“What’s this I hear about you assisting Katherine manage Wilford’s show?” Dark demands.

You cross your arms. “She has trouble finding and emptying all the guns Wilford materializes, so sometimes I help her locate them, or I stick around and grab them when he summons more.”

“And you didn’t think to ask me first about this?” Dark’s form splits into red before snapping back to normal. “I am the one to answer to around here.”

Your eyes narrow and you step right up to him. This isn’t the first time you’ve been this close to Dark, both when he wears Damien’s face and when he wears Celine’s, but there’s something different about this particular moment. “I didn’t think you already forgot.” You poke your finger into his chest, completely unaffected by the gray energy jolt away from your skin. “I. Answer. To. No. One.”

“You do when you’re assisting the man who killed you the first time,” Dark growls. “Or do you wish for a bullet to the brain this time?”

“At least I know the Colonel is remorseful,” you argue back. “And he’s not the one who trapped me in purgatory for half a century, is he?”

Blue light flickers around him, like a skipping tape, and before you realize that you’re nose-to-nose with Dark. Meanwhile, Dark just looks…

You don’t know, honestly. And you don’t figure it out because then blue and red flashes in rapid succession enough to make you dizzy and Dark grabs the back of your neck and drags your lips to his.

The feeling this elicits from you is simultaneously repulsive and desperate for more, so much more, and you angrily grab the lapels of his suit while deciding whether to shove him away or pull him closer. You end up doing the latter in a daze, even as there is literally a chemical, almost electric reaction taking place, the air around the both of you vibrating and humming with energy that almost makes your ears pop. The colors of his unstable body strobe and pulse blindingly bright.

You can’t even decide if you enjoy it or not, but this is the most you’ve felt since you broke through your glass prison and created your new form and you have no idea if this is Dark trying to manipulate you or what but if he thinks a kiss is the way to get you to submit to his will, he’s gonna have another thing coming.

As soon as this kiss ends, that is.

The sound of squeaking echoes down the hallway and you and Dark finally shove away from each other, sparks of electricity still lingering, just as a scurry of squirrels darts past, chased by the King of the Squirrels. None of them seem aware of the distorting reality waves marring the walls and floor.

You and Dark spare one look at one another. His expression appears just as baffled as yours, except for the hint of intrigue apparent in the crook of his mouth.

You flip him off and follow after the King of the Squirrels.

(If he wants to wonder why the two of you elicited such a powerful punch to reality, fine, he can knock himself out, but that doesn’t mean he has to drag you into it. You’re no one’s lab rat.)

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Types of Kisses Prompts

@starcrossedforever87 , @dontworryaboutanything , @beereblogsstuff , @falseroar , @intemperantiae , @memetoyoko , @soul-wolf , @marki-dumb , @withjust-a-bite , @raimeyl , @its-dari , @neverisadork , @silver-owl413 , @sassy-in-glasses , @chelseareferenced , @sketchy-scribs-n-doods , @axolittle-boi , @wildfandom , @scribbeetle

#dark attorney #wkm #kat writes #darkiplier #y/n district attorney

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shadow172writes · 6 years ago

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Shelter

(Hello! This is a little drabble I tapped out this morning on a whim. I have no immediate continuation planned, but there may be a second chapter :D See ya later!)

Dari glared through the smeared glass wall in front of him, just able make out the vague shape of the human on its other side. The man moved back and forth, doing one of several pointless activities. He always seemed to be busy, hurrying around, yet achieving nothing. Dari sighed, standing up from the fake, hollow rock in the center of his aquarium. The top was flat, and since there was nothing else besides sand and a blue, headache inducing light, he took to sitting on it. He was used to having a height advantage, and it itched at him to be stuck down below. Were it not for small details, one might have thought Dari was human. His skin was a light brown, his hair a deep, earthy violet that could have been achieved with a simply box of dye. He was thinner than would seem healthy, but he still had some lean muscle that hadn’t been stripped from him by captivity. However, he did have more unusual features; for instance, his bright lavender eyes, his remaining wing, and his height of slightly less than four inches. He slid down from the side of the rock, feet hitting the crunching sand that covered the glass bottom of the container. When he’d first been dumped here, he’d tried to dig through it, wailing in despair when all he found was hard glass. He turned, ducking his head to enter the enclosed space of the rock. It was still uncomfortable to be in such a small, dark area, but in some ways, it was preferable to being out there, where he knew he was completely exposed. Dari didn’t remember how long he’d been here. A month, maybe, or three. Long enough that the days were starting to blend together, despite how carefully he’d tried to keep track of them. The only moments of notice were when the human took him out of his container, took photos of him with the black rectangle he always held. Dari vaguely remembered his sister telling him it was a ‘phone’. She loved human things. Watching the human’s outline settle down on the flat surface of his bed, Dari did the same, pressing his cheek against the sand and closing his eyes. Behind him, one iridescent wing twitched uneasily. ** Dari next woke to an earsplitting grating sound, sitting up so abruptly that he knocked his head on the roof of his rock. Before he could process it, the rock was lifted away and set aside, a pale hand wrapping around him tightly enough to knock the air from him. He just had enough time to get one hand free, heaving for breath as he was yanked upwards. Large, blue eyes stared at him, pale and unnerving. The human’s pale face was split into a broad smile. “Well, Dari, guess what?” He said, a bounce in his step as he walked over to the table. His grip tightened briefly in a ‘gentle’ squeeze. Dari could already feel the bruises he’d be nursing later. “Answer me.” “What?” Dari wheezed, steadying himself with one hand pressed to the human’s knuckle. It had been a few days since he’d been taken out of his container, but he was adjusting quickly. The human spoke again, his voice sing-song and delighted. “I’ve finally found someone to buy you.” Dari’s heart dropped into his stomach. No. This was the moment he’d been dreading – at least this one’s intention was only to have him sold – for the most part, he’d left Dari be. Who knew what a buyer would do with him? “Oh, don’t look like that.” The human chided. “I’m sure they’ll take good-“ He broke off at the sound of a knock at the door. “Shit, is that them?” He muttered. Heading over to the tank, he unceremoniously dumped Dari inside, not bothering to seal the lid as he headed to answer the door. Dari fell to his knees, gulping down lungfuls of air he’d been denied in the human’s grasp. His heart was racing, hands trembling, and his whole wing made a faint buzzing sound, dragging him ever so slightly to the right with the force of its agitated flitting. He felt as if he were frozen, hearing the faint, muffled sound of voices. The human was bartering – Dari had heard him do it on the phone, before. Then, suddenly, his legs started moving. The rock was at the side of his container. He worked his fingers under it, heaved upwards. It barely moved, but move it did. He shifted, got himself under the thing, and pushed upwards with all of his might. Arms trembling, he managed to lift it to his height. Ever so carefully – any sound would bring the human’s attention to him – he propped it against the glass side of the aquarium. He slipped out from underneath the rock. Footsteps. Scrambling onto the rock’s top, he tried to find grip on its smooth surface. The voices were louder – “I’m so glad you’ve taken this opportunity.” The human said. Dari reached the top of the rock. The aquarium’s edge was still high above him. He leapt, his wing fluttering uselessly. He missed the edge by a hair, and the rock suddenly slid down an inch. It made a faint squeak on the glass, but judging by the calm, muffled voices of the humans, Dari didn’t think they’d heard. He leapt again, heart pounding like a hummingbird’s as he saw his outstretched hand approach the glass edge. It caught. Muscles quivering with effort, he heaved himself up over the lid. Next to him was the light that the human had clipped onto the side of his container – vitamin D, he’d said, Dari needed vitamin D. A cord trailed from its base to somewhere over the edge of the table where his aquarium was sat. Dari grabbed it, allowing himself to slide down the thick plastic. As he did so, the air erupted with a sudden, terrifying curse. The human had arrived. Dari wasn’t sure how he managed to escape. His head was pounding with the sound of his own heartbeat, his arms and legs screaming. He dropped into a grate full of dust, coughing as he ran down it. Faintly, he heard screaming and cursing behind him, his ears throbbing with the noise. ** When the sound faded, Dari stopped running. Now, he walked, legs trembling with the effort of staying upright. He’d made so many turns, continued on in this darkness, that he thought he might well die here. Somehow, he didn’t think he’d mind – at least he’d have died on his own terms. He didn’t quite see the faint streaks of light in the floor approaching, not until he found his foot hitting a thin grate instead of solid metal. By then, of course, it was too late, and he was falling through open air. A hoarse scream escaped him, hands stretched out as though he could grab the lip of the vent that was by now so far from him. And then he hit ground, his breath leaving him. Instead of agonizing pain, however, he simply…bounced. The impact still left him dizzy and disoriented, his bruises aching in protest, but he wasn’t injured. He rolled onto his back, trying to understand what had just happened. It wasn’t quite as dark here as it had been in the vent, but he still couldn’t see where he was. And then the light of one of those cursed ‘phones’ glared into his face. Behind it, he saw two wide, dark eyes, staring at him. Up until now, Dari had always been silent in the face of danger. That was simply how he handled fear – his mind went quiet, his body stiff and unmoving. This time, he screamed, scrambling to his feet and praying, begging the gods not to leave him here, not to put him in the hands of another human. The bed – that’s what this was, he realized, a bed – moved, fabric pulling out from under his feet, and he fell again. Before he could reclaim his feet, he felt the warm pressure of a human’s hands, curling around his waist and lifting him up. He sobbed, arms covering his head as he was brought up to the human’s face. He didn’t want to see it – he didn’t want to admit that this was real, that he’d gone straight from one captor to another. A voice, soft and still loud enough to vibrate through him. “Are you okay?” The human whispered. He shifted, and a sudden, bright light made it through Dari’s arms. He just continued to cry, taking shuddering breaths between his ugly sobs. The grip around him changed, until Dari found himself sitting in a pair of cupped hands. He didn’t try to escape – he’d learned from his snapped wing that struggling in a human’s grasp just resulted in injury. He curled into himself, brought his knees to his chest and covered his face, weeping his grief as though the human wasn’t watching him. ** Mat didn’t know what to do about this situation. He’d been asleep – or, trying to sleep, at least – and this…this person, thing, had just up and landed on his bed, out of the ancient air conditioning grate that he’d been meaning to replace for so many years. Looking at him outright, Matt didn’t make the most intimidating figure in the world. He was an author, and as such spent a great deal of time sitting at a keyboard, staring miserably at a bright screen. He had dark skin and eyes, a soft build, a pair of fingerprint-smudged glasses that he’d haphazardly shoved onto his face, and curly hair constantly bound back into a short poof at the back of his head. The only thing mildly impressive about him was his height – at slightly over six feet and five inches, Matt was usually a head or so taller than the people he met. This, however, was a bit extreme. Staring down at the crying figure in his hands, Mat half-wondered if he was dreaming. That would make sense, though this was a veryvivid dream, in that case. “Um…” He began, hesitating when he saw and felt the elf-thing flinch. “Who are you?” He tried, his voice the barest whisper he could manage. He caught a glimpse of two pale, glowing eyes, giving him a glare as though he’d personally killed the elf’s entire family. Then came a soft, muffled voice, so quiet he almost couldn’t hear it. “Dari.” Dari? Was that a name? He assumed it must be, feeling slightly emboldened by his success. “Okay, Dari.” He said slowly. “I’m Mat.” Dari kept his head buried in his arms. Mat could see his back shuddering, his sobs so quiet they were nearly drowned out by the fan against the wall. “Can I ask why you were in my A/C vent?” He ventured. Dari stiffened, and this time, didn’t reply. Mat was beginning to realize that he wasn’t getting any sleep, tonight. First his upstairs neighbors screaming and cursing up a storm, now this? “Okay…let’s just get out of bed, before we do anything else.” He said, mostly to himself. He slipped out of bed, putting on his slippers. Carefully, he eased Dari into one palm, fingers curled up like a guard rail to make sure he didn’t fall. One glimmering wing fluttered against his palm, tickling, and Mat’s fingers twitched. This was so, so bizarre. As he stood, he felt two small hands press into his skin, the fairy now looking up at him with wide, terrified eyes. That was…such a strange way to be looked at. It made Mat feel guilty for something he hadn’t done. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He found himself saying, eyebrows furrowed in a defensive sort of way. Again, Dari didn’t respond, though his fearful gaze turned more to a fearful glare. Matt shuffled into the kitchen, finding the light and turning it on. Dari flinched again when the room brightened, tense and quivering. He’d stopped crying, finally, but his face was tear-streaked, his eyes reddish and half-lidded. In truth, he looked like nothing but terror was keeping him awake. Matt pulled open a drawer, fished out a plush hand towel, and placed it on the kitchen table. Then, gently, he set Dari on top of the towel. “Is that any better?” Naturally, Dari didn’t reply. Two minutes of interaction, and they were starting to set a theme. Dari continued to look at Mat as though he was being tested, suspicion in his tired, lavender eyes. In the light, Mat was starting to see that there were deep bruises along Dari’s arms and legs, creating mottled patterns that were uncomfortably similar to fingerprints. Just what had happened to him?

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STREET FOOD INGGRIS

1.Cornish pasty

cornish pasty merupakan sajian pastel yang berisikan daging sapi, kentang, rutabaga, dan bawang bombai. Usut punya usut, pastel ini muncul atas ide dari penambang Cornwall.

2.Bubble and squeak

Bubble and squeak merupakan hidangan non-daging berbahankan sayur, seperti kubis dan kentang. Akan tetapi, resep aslinya malahan menggunakan daging, lho. Jadi, daging yang masih tersisa dari jamuan Sunday roast, selain dijadikan shepherd's pie, juga bisa diolah menjadi bubble and squeak.

3.Trifle

trifle disusun menjadi 3-4 lapisan yang terdiri atas potongan buah, sponge cake, whipped cream, dan custard. Tidak lupa juga terdapat taburan beberapa potong jeli. Selain itu, orang lokal juga sering menambahkan alkohol ke dalam kudapan tersebut.

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uberstip · 7 years ago

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Kapan terakhir kali kamu ke bonbin? waktu masih kecil ditemenin papa mama? masa paling indah di sekolah bareng mantan? atau saat jadi mahasiswa abadi bareng temen-temen kuliah? Biasanya semakin dewasa, kita semakin jarang ke bonbin. Entah karena keseringan ketemu teman yang mirip acu, ataupun karena sudah bosen liat nyemot tiap pagi di cermin. Saya pun begitu. Makin gede, makin males ke bonbin. Alesan nya banyak, mulai dari yang klise seperti lebih milih ngemol dan nonton bioskop. Sampai yang dalem karena ga tega ngeliat hewan di bonbin kita yang terkesan kumuh, bau dan ga terawat. Jadinya mentok nonton National Geographic dan mainan kucing dirumah. Lain cerita saat di Sydney kali ini. Jauh-jauh nyampe Aussie, saya penasaran pingin liat langsung seperti apa Koala dan Kangaroo. Hewan unik nan fluffy yang cuma bisa kamu temukan di benua Australia. Bertatap muka langsung dan fotoin mereka pasti jadi experience yang menyenangkan.

That beautiful sky in Sydney. What a lovely weather to start a day!

Pagi itu langit terlihat biru bak lukisan. Cerahnya sukses bikin hati adem. Cuaca seperti ini bikin saya semakin semangat berjalan-jalan. Dari hotel saya langsung berangkat dengan kereta ke Wynyard Station, kemudian berjalan kaki menuju ke Wild life Sydney Zoo. Bonbin ini berada ditepian pelabuhan Darling Harbour. Jadi kamu bisa menikmati indahnya pemandangan kapal yang sedang berlabuh, lengkap dengan lautan biru dan burung-burung yang terbang tanpa pelindung. Sehabis menikmati pemandangan, saya langsung antri untuk masuk ke bonbin.

Wild Life Sydney Zoo

Address: 1/5 Wheat Rd, Sydney NSW 2000

Hours: Senin – Minggu 10AM–5PM

Ticket Prices: Adult 33.60 AUD | Rp. 361,000, Kids 23.60 AUD | Rp. 254,000

Direction: Dari Wynyard dan Town Hall Stations. Jalan kaki ke King Street, kemudian menuruni trotoar berbukit menuju Darling Harbour.Wild Life Sydney Zoo Google Maps Location

Australia is an outdoor country. Everyone will always have a slice of heaven view to enjoy

Wildlife Zoo, Madame Tussauds, and the Aquarium rests along the Harbour

Wild Life Sydney Zoo merupakan kebun binatang dengan banyak hewan ikonik yang berhabitat asli di Australia. Ada beberapa spesies yang hanya ada di sini, yang ga bisa kamu temukan di Taronga Zoo ataupun kebun binatang lainnya. Jika kamu memiliki waktu terbatas, bonbin ini juga sangat pas dikunjungi karena bersebelahan dengan tourist attraction kaya Madame Tussauds, Sydney Sealife Aquarium, dan Sydney Tower Eye. Sekali menyelam, dua tiga pulau ternodai. Ada harga paket khusus kalo kamu ingin mengunjungi keempat tempat wisata tersebut. Cukup membayar 70 AUD, semuanya bisa kamu datangi. Lumayan menghemat uang dan ge perlu antri lagi pas disana. Kamu bisa memesan tiket nya di link ini Wild Life Sydney Zoo Ticket Prices Karena patung lilin nya rata-rata hampir sama dengan Madame Tussaud yang saya kunjungi di negara lain. Saya jadi ga membeli paket ini.

Mengasyikkan! Begitu kesan saya setelah memasuki kebun binatang dalam ruangan ini. Tempatnya memang sedikit kecil dibandingkan Taronga Zoo. Namun, hewan yang ditampilkan disini bener-bener yang khas dan eksotis. Dijaga dan dirawat dengan baik oleh petugas yang berpakaian ala Steve Irwin “The Wildlife Master”. Lengkap dengan papan yang menjelaskan tentang seluk beluk menarik dari hewan-hewan tersebut. Jadi ga cuma menyenangkan tapi juga menambah wawasan! Bonbin nya juga bersih dan teratur. Berikut saya jabarkan beberapa hewan yang saya lihat paling unik, diantara species hewan yang banyak banget disini. Hewan yang menghibur dan bikin saya semangat fotoin mereka dengan ciki ciki bum bum. Buat yang nanya saya moto pake kamera apa disini, all pictures taken by me with Sony A7ii Zeiss 55mm

Wild Life Sydney Zoo Map. Courtesy by Wild Life Sydney Zoo

1. Australian Green Tree Frog

Green Tree bukan Green Tea! jangan tertukar hanya karena warna kodoknya nya yang memang mirip Teh Hijau. Begitu masuk bonbin, saya langsung disambut oleh kodok swikee pemalas yang lagi asyik tidur di kasur favoritnya, batang pohon. Kodok ini merupakan kodok terbesar di Aussie. Ukurannya sekepal tangan manusia dewasa (10cm x 4″), ga cocok untuk dijadikan bahan es kepal. Kulit nya memiliki semacam lapisan pelindung antibakteri dan antivirus. Kulit mereka terus dipelajari oleh para dokter dan ilmuwan demi ilmu pengobatan yang lebih baik di masa depan.

Kodok ini bertipe sanguinis. Aktif di siang hari, suka berjemur kaya lagi di pantai dan suka cari perhatian dengan update foto di Instagram. Kodok ini suka dengan betina yang apa adanya dan tidak merokok. Kodok ini juga serem, selain pemakan serangga dia juga suka makan kodok yang badannya lebih kecil dari dia. Kanibal! hiiii… kaya Sumanto. (yang ini serius, ga ngarang, cek aja di Wikipedia!) Mungkin kalo lagi emosi, dia bisa berubah jadi segede raksasa kaya jurus musuhnya Stephen Chow di film Kungfu Hustle (betul, kalo soal ini saya ngarang). Kodok ini termasuk langka, cuma ada di Australia dan Papua Nugini. Karena keunikannya, kodok ini menjadi salah satu hewan eksotis populer untuk dipelihara. Bukan dijadikan selingkuhan.

The average lifespan of this frog is about sixteen years. They are okay with living near human buildings. They are often found on windows or inside houses. The green tree frog screams when it is in danger. It does this to scare off animals that have threatened them, squeaks when it is touched. The green tree frog is known as the most recognizable frog in Australia – Wikipedia

2. Laughing Kookaburra

Yang membuat burung ini terkenal adalah kicauannya yang seperti orang lagi ketawa, ketawa ngajak berantem. Bulu tubuh bagian bawahnya berwarna putih dengan warna sayap putih abu-abu, mungkin dia masih SMA. Bulu disekitar matanya berwarna hitam kaya make maskara yang ga rapih, mlengse sana-sini. Burung ini penganut paham monogami, satu pasangan untuk seumur hidup. Burung ini tidak suka kawin-cerai. Jika pasangannya mati, dia ga berusaha mencari pasangan lain. Melainkan akan tetap menjomblo sampai akhir hayatnya. Bumi gonjang-ganjing, sungguh burung yang setia dan romantis!

Habitat asli Kookaburra ada di Tasmania, Australia dan New Zealand. Burung ini termasuk predator karena dia ga cuma makan serangga tapi juga kadal, ular kecil, bahkan anak burung kecil dari species lain (ternyata masih bisa bedain mana keluarga mana bukan). Kookaburra biasanya bertengger di dahan pohon, sampai melihat buruannya lewat baru terbang menukik untuk menerkam mangsanya. Burung ganas!

Kookaburra is monogamous, retaining the same partner for life. 100% faithful to his mate. What a faithful bird. Romantic yet so tragic

3. Wallaby

Serupa tapi tak sama. Semarga tapi berbeda. Sekilas Wallaby memang mirip Kanguru. Yang bedain cuma bentuk tubuh Wallaby yang lebih kecil. Spesies Wallaby paling unik yang ada disini adalah Yellow-Footed Rock Wallaby. Buntutnya panjang banget dan belang-belang warnanya. Mereka suka tinggal di lingkungan berbatu yang jauh dari pemukiman manusia. Wallaby tipe hewan yang suka manjat batu dan melompati jurang besar (tipe hewan yang suka memacu adrenaline dan mencari sensasi). Wallaby juga hewan yang suka diet, mereka pemakan sayuran, rumput, dan dedaunan.

A Yellow-Footed Rock Wallaby! It’s not to be confused with the Kangaroo. Wallaby is just another brother from another father. Wallaby really means small Kangaroo.

Musuh utama Wallaby adalah rubah (What does the fox say? ding ding ding ding ding…) Rubah alay bisa datang dan menggigit mereka kapan saja. Hati-hati, Walla! Manusia juga merupakan ancaman nyata bagi Wallaby, karena mereka diburu untuk diambil daging dan bulunya. Wallaby melindungi diri mereka dengan cara menendang sekeras-kerasnya. Ga kaya di kartun, mereka ga pake sarung tinju. Wallaby ini kadang kurang smart! seringnya nongkrong di tengah jalan, jadilah banyak Wallaby yang meninggal, luka berat dan dilarikan kerumah sakit.

Zoo animals are ambassadors of their cousins in the wild – Jack Hanna

Agile Wallaby. Suka tinggal di sepanjang sungai, hutan, dan padang rumput tropis Australia

4. Lizard Dr. Connors

Masih ingatkan kamu Dr. Curt Connors yang berubah jadi kadal raksasa dalam film Spiderman? Kadal raksasa yang ingin mengubah manusia di kota New York menjadi Kadal sama seperti dirinya. Baginya kadal itu istimewa, bersisik cantik, bisa memulihkan diri. Membuat satu tangan Dr. O Connors yang tadinya buntung bisa tumbuh kembali. Walaupun ga seekstrim seperti yang Dokter O. Connors bilang, kadal di Aussie memang terlihat bersisik cantik penuh warna. Bahkan banyak yang menjadikannya kadal-kadal sebagai hewan peliharaan. Di kebun binatang ini terdapat banyak kadal dari yang kecil sampe yang segede gaban, tentunya masih kalah gede sama Komodo di negara kita.

Bumpy, spiny or crested lizards in Australia are usually called Dragons. Dragon Ball? Kamehameha!

Australia has more skinks than any other country, and there are more skink species in Australia than any other kind of lizard

Rainbow lizard. Colourful AF!

Australia has more lizards than any other part of the world. The Zoo also houses Australia Largest lizards. There is a huge variety of them. They range in size from the tiny Grey’s Skink which is only 25mm long, to the impressive Perentie, which can grow to over two metres!

5. Green Tree Python

Selain ditemukan di Australia Utara, ular ini juga ditemukan di hutan negara kita Indonesia dan Papua Nugini. Ular hijau yang hidup dalam kondisi panas dan lembab. Warna hijau kulit mereka membantu untuk menyamar di antara pohon dan dedaunan lebat. Body-nya termasuk langsing. Panjangnya mencapai 2 meter dengan berat 1.6 kg. Makanan favoritnya adalah tikus, reptil kecil kaya tokek kadal, dan mamalia kecil seperti tupai. Apakah dia akan menolak bila dikasi Whiskas? saya kurang tahu.

The green tree python is a popular species among reptile enthusiasts and breeders on account of its adult and juvenile colours. This has led to large numbers being illegally caught in the wild to the detriment of native populations – Wikipedia

6. Scrub Python

Uler kelebihan hormon dengan tubuh besar, gempal dan berotot. Panjangnya ga main-main 7 meter! Spesies ular terbesar di Australia yang bisa menelan mangsa segede Kanguru. Mungkin kalo dia ngamuk, mantannya juga ditelan. Bayangin Kanguru segede itu diremek didalem perutnya. Memang keren ni raja uler Ostrali. Scrub Pythons cuma bisa ditemukan di Australia dan Papua Nugini. The Scrub Python juga terkenal karena gampang emosian, meskipun dia ga lagi datang bulan. Walaupun pemarah ular ini ga akan menggigit kecuali diganggu. Dia cukup pemalu dan tak suka diganggu. Mereka akan mendesis keras ketika terangsang, mirip kaya manusia. Ssssssss…. Sssssss…. Uggh!

The king of all snakes. Creepy, crawly and cool at the same time

7. Southern Cassowary

Burung paling gagah dan berbahaya di muka bumi. Jika mukamu ngeselin atau kamu ganggu dia lagi nyantai, siap-siap aja kamu dipatuk dengan moncong talonnya yang tajam. Jari-jari kaki nya memiliki kuku yang setrong dan tajam, yang dapat dengan mudah merobek bahkan membunuh manusia. Kasuari sebenarnya tidak berbahaya jika dibiarkan sendiri. Namun, kalo kamu kamu berusaha mengambil telur nya kaya di film Jurassic Park, jangan harap kamu akan selamat. Saat berada di bonbin ini, Kasuari ditutupi oleh kaca. Jadi kita bisa berdiri dekat dengannya tanpa harus takut ditujeb moncongnya.

The most dangerous bird on this planet

Kasuari bisa hidup sampai 50 tahun. Waktu yang lama untuk ukuran hewan. Meskipun termasuk dalam kelompok burung, Kasuari ga bisa terbang. Mungkin karena berat badannya yang obesitas mencapai 60-83 kg, sampai masuk kategori burung terbesar di Australia. Yang paling bikin saya melongo saat mengamati Kasuari adalah bulunya yang tebal dan pucuk kepalanya yang sangar. Pucuk kepala yang disebut casque ini bisa tumbuh sampai 1,8 meter. Kasuari mirip dengan Ostriches si burung unta. Setelah betina bertelur, Kasuari jantan akan mengerami dengan cara duduk di atasnya. Ga nanggung nanggung, ngeraminya sampe 54 hari. Aje gile, ga cuma menghamili, tapi si cowo juga mengerami. Berat jadi suami Kasuari. Setelah telur menetas, Kasuari jantan akan memberi makan dan menjagai anak-anak nya sampai mereka mandiri. Sungguh suami yang siaga, siap antar jaga!

Cassowaries are famous for their spectacular head crest or casque. They can grow to be about 1.8 metres tall. It makes him look like a punk. Manly and Heroic!

8. Echidna aka friend of Sonic The Hedgehog

Echidna sering disebut juga sebagai trenggiling berduri. Meskipun menyerupai landak aka Sonic The Hedgehog, Echidma memiliki sifat yang berbeda. Hewan ini memiliki dua jenis bulu rambut yang menutupi tubuhnya. Bulu kasar nya yang pendek, berguna untuk melindungi dirinya dari hawa dingin. Sementara rambut panjangnya yang tajem kaya duri, melindungi dirinya dari predator seperti kadal besar, rubah, elang, dan tasmania devil.

Makanan favoritnya adalah semut, rayap, dan cacing. Moncong runcing Echidna memang dibuat untuk memburu mangsanya. Cangkeme bisa merasakan sinyal listrik dari badan serangga. Setelah mendeteksi mangsanya, Echidna menggunakan cakarnya yang panjang dan tajam untuk menggali tanah.

9. Quokka

Dari bodynya Quokka terlihat seperti hamster raksasa. Mirip kucing dengan muka tikus. Aneh bikin dredeg. Bayangin kalo ada tikus segede ini tiba-tiba muncul dirumah, gimana ga dredeg. Tapi setelah diliat lebih deket, ternyata Quokka jauh lebih manis dibandingkan tikus pengerat. Wuokka juga termasuk hewan sosialita, untuk ukuran hewan. Dia ramah dan suka bergaul dengan manusia. Saya lihat beberapa kali dia datang mendekat ke turis yang sedang ingin berfoto dengannya. Makanan favoritnya adalah rumput dan daun. Di bonbin, biasanya kan kita seneng ngasih makanan ke binatang padahal sebenarnya ga baik buat mereka. Konon, kalo makanannya ga cocok malah bisa menyebabkan mereka dehidrasi dan sakit.

10. Tasmanian Devil

Saat itu saya cuma bisa ngeliat bokong Tasmanian Devil yang sedang tertidur lelap di pojokan yang gelap. Jadinya saya cuma bisa cantumin foto plank yang ada didepan kandang Tasmania ini. Siapa yang ga kenal tokoh kartun Looney Tunes, Tasmanian Devil? seperti inilah bentuk asli dari tokoh kartun tersebut. Terkenal karena jeritannya yang memekakkan telinga, Tasmania Devil adalah karnivora terunik yang menjadi ikon Australia.

Mereka memiliki tubuh kekar, bulu hitam dengan sedikit bulu putih di dekat dada dan tangannya, kepala besar dengan gigi taringnya besar dan tajam. Sebagai hewan liar, Taz cukup gaul. Mereka akan memakan semua daging yang mereka temukan, mirip dengan kartunnya. Antara gaul apa gragas yah ini? Sebenarnya Taz memiliki sifat asli pemalu dan cenderung memilih hewan yang udah mati daripada membunuh mangsa mereka sendiri. Tapi kalo terpaksa di hutan rimba, mau ga mau Taz butuh makan bukan?

11. Kangaroo

Akhirnya impian untuk ngeliat Kanguru dari dekat tercapai! Meskipun Kanguru nya ga sebesar di Animal Planet, tapi saya cukup puas. Kanguru di bonbin ini terlihat masih muda-muda dan ababil. Mungkin demi alasan keamanan, biar kita ga ditendang dan digigit sama Kanguru yang gede-gede. Setidaknya kalo yang muda lagi PMS pun ga bakal nendang kita sampe terkapar guling-guling.

Kenapa mereka dinamakan Kanguru? awal mulanya sungguh lucu. Pada suatu hari, pelaut Inggris terdampar di benua di Australia. Pelaut itu lalu melihat seekor hewan yang sangat unik, lompat-lompat ga jelas sambil menggendong anaknya didalam kantung. Pelaut itu lalu bertanya kepada suku asli sana, orang Aborigin.

‘Hewan apakah itu?’ lalu orang Aborigin itu menjawab ‘Kang-Ga-Roo.’ yang artinya dalam bahasa Aborigin ‘I don’t know.’ Namun pelaut Inggris itu gagal paham dan menganggap Kanggaroo adalah nama hewan itu. Jadilah nama Kanggaroo tersebar luas ke seluruh Australia dan dunia. Nama hewan yang sebenarnya tidak memiliki makna apapun. Kangaroo. Saya tidak mengerti.

Kanguru mempunyai dua kaki belakang yang kuat. Telapak kakinya yang besar seperti per yang membuat dia bisa meloncat dengan jauh. Kanguru bisa melompat santai dengan kecepatan 20–25 km/jam, sementara kalo lagi lumayan buru-buru ke pasar, mereka bisa mencapai kecepatan 40 km/jam sampai jarak 2 km! Kecepatan maksimal Kanguru disaat lomba ngejer cewe jarak pendek bisa mencapai 70 km/jam! Amazing! Manusia tercepat di bumi, Usain Bolt aja paling cepet lari 44.72 km/jam dalam jarak tempuh 100 meter. Bayangin kalo lomba sama Usain Bolt di jarak yang sama, kecepatan maksimal Kangoroo yang 70km perjam pasti bakal bikin Usain serangan jantung mendadak.

One of my favourite enclosures had to be the Kangaroo. I was allowed to come close and interact with them!

Kanguru bisa hidup sampai 18 tahun. Walaupun ada juga Kanguru yang bisa bertahan hidup hingga 28 tahun. Tergantung dari beban hidup nya. Apakah semasa hidup dia disio-sio atau tidak. Makanan favorit Kanguru adalah rumput, dedaunan, dan sesekali serangga. Mereka ga suka makan rumput tetangga. Kanguru betina memiliki kantong yang ada puting susu buat anak-anak mereka nenen. Selain buat nenen, kantong ini juga ternyata jadi tempat anaknya pipis dan pup. Walaupun kantongnya memang didesain untuk menyerap, terkadang sang ibu kanguru ga tahan buat bersihin kantongnya dengan cara masukin moncongnya trus mengeluarkan kotoran dengan lidahnya. Kasih ibu memang tak terhingga sepanjang masa bukan? Mau manusia atau hewan, semua ibu sama. Mereka sayang anaknya melebihi apapun juga.

Kangaroos are just T-rex deer. Look at that happy feet!

Kanguru juga suka berantem dengan sesamanya. Rata-rata Kanguru jantan berantem karena memperebutkan wanita, sama kaya kita. Lho bukannya kanguru betina banyak? kenapa harus sampe berantem demi memperebutkan satu betina? kalo kita berantem karena memperebutkan cewe cantik nan keibu-ibuan, mereka berantem karena memperebutkan betina yang subur jadi bisa dihamili. Ga beda jauh bukan?

Mereka juga bisa berantem karena alasan lain. Kalo kawasan yang mereka tempati cadangan air minumnya terbatas, mereka akan bertarung untuk memperebutkan siapa yang berhak jadi bos dikawasan itu. Perkelahian ini juga menetapkan hierarki dominasi antar lelaki. Yang menang bisa mengintimidasi Kanguru lain untuk tunduk, sementara kanguru betina akan berteriak histeris kagum kepadanya. Saya jadi ngebayangin mereka berantem ala Mike Tyson pake sarung tinju. Saat berantem mereka akan berdiri dengan kedua kaki abis itu mulai cakar-cakaran (bener, mirip kaya cewe). Mereka juga akan mengunci lengan bawah, bergulat, saling mendorong dan menendang di perut. Mirip MMA yah! Terus tau siapa yang menang dan kalahnya darimana? Pemenang ditentukan saat Kanguru tersungkur ke tanah atau lari terbirit-birit.

Kanguru nungging. Look at that big tail!

12. Minty The Bilby

Bilbies dikenal juga sebagai kelinci malam. Bukan karena dia hewan nakal yang suka ditawar om-om di malam hari, ‘memang aku hewan apaan?!’ jawab Bilby membela diri. Bilbies bersifat nokturnal, dia keluar malam untuk mencari makan. Dengan menggunakan moncongnya yang panjang, Omnivora ini berburu umbi-umbian, jamur, laba-laba, dan rayap. Berhabitat asli digurun Pilbara dan Kimberley Australia Barat. Bilby nyaris punah karena persaingan dengan hewan lain untuk mendapatkan makanan, dan banyak dimangsa oleh predator seperti rubah. Ukuran badannya hampir sebesar kucing. Bulunya berwarna abu-abu, memiliki hidung dan moncong runcing yang sangat panjang. Sebelas dua belas sama Crash Bandicoot! tokoh game PS favorit saya waktu kecil. Bilby menggunakan cakar yang kuat untuk membangun terowongan agar bisa berlindung dari panas dan predator ganas. Karena penglihatannya yang buruk, Bilby bergantung pada indra pendengaran dan penciuman. Sulit mengambil foto dengan jelas karena di bonbin ini, Bilby dirawat dan disesuaikan dengan habitatnya di ruang gelap. Kamu tidak diperbolehkan menggunakan flash, karena Bilby bisa stress.

Minty the bilby arrived at WILD LIFE Sydney Zoo at the beginning of 2014. Although she was shy to begin with, she has become very outgoing and is the friendliest of the Zoo’s five bilbies. Minty loves to eat mealworms straight from her keepers’ hands and can be a little sassy! – Wild Life Sydney Zoo

13. Koala

Super cute, fluffy baby. He is cute and hilarious. Just like a cotton wadding. The koala has a body length of 60–85 cm and weighs 4–15 kg.

Puncak kebahagiaan saya adalah bisa melihat buntelan berbulu ini dari dekat. Dengan membayar 22 AUD, kamu bisa foto bareng dengan Koala dan dapet hasil print print-nan fotonya. Setelah mengamati langsung dari dekat, ternyata Koala memang makhluk MAHA UNYUU. Unyuu namun tak dungu. Koala memiliki cakar yang tajam untuk membantu mereka memanjat dan bertahan hidup. Hidung nya yang besar bukan cuma hiasan, indra penciumannya berguna untuk mendeteksi level racun di daun yang akan mereka kunyah. Bulu tebalnya menjaga mereka tetap hangat di tengah musim dingin dan hujan. Para jomblo seharusnya dilahirkan dengan bulu tebal seperti mereka, agar tidak mati kedinginan di malam minggu.

Koala memiliki tingkat metabolisme yang rendah untuk seekor mamalia. Mereka tidur 20 jam sehari. Ga heran, seperti yang kamu liat dari foto yang saya ambil, mereka semua lagi asyik bobo. Koala cuma melek 4 jam sehari! Dasar pemalas, enak bener hidupmu beruang bantet!

Karena ga bisa beli Pedigree rasa keju, Koala hidup hanya dari daun eucalyptus. Daun yang mengandung protein berkadar rendah, air dalam kadar tinggi dan senyawa fenol yang terkenal yang beracun bagi spesies lain. Trus kenapa dia sendiri ga keracunan? Kekuatan Koala ada di hati. Hatinya bisa memisahkan zat beracun untuk dibuang. Selain itu perut bagian belakang Koala yang disebut “hind gut” bisa mengambil nutrisi maksimum dari semua makanan yang ia cerna. Hebat yah, coba semua hati manusia kaya gitu, bisa tau mana cinta yang beracun mana yang tidak. *suasanamendadakgalau

Koala memiliki beberapa musuh abadi. Ular piton besar dapat memangsa mereka hidup-hidup, sementara burung pemangsa kaya Elang mengincar anak koala yang masih kecil. Koalabisa hidup sampai 15 tahun. Walaupun lucu dan penurut, menjadikan Koala sebagai binatang peliharaan adalah pelanggaran hukum di Australia. Mereka harus tetap tinggal di habitat aslinya agar tidak punah. Mereka ga suka jalan-jalan ke mol ataupun nongkrong di cafe. Intinya mereka ga cocok hidup di kota. Jadi, jangan paksa mereka untuk mengikuti gaya hidupmu! #WakoalaForever

“What do you mean i’m not a bear? I have all the Koalifications” – Imaginary Koala

KOALA memiliki singkatan yang bermakna K = Kiyut namanya O = Oce cakarnya

A = Asyik bulunya L = Lucu mukanya A = Asoy bulunya #ngarangabis

The koala experience is definitely the coolest. The staff is really nice and professional. A great attraction even for adult like me

14. Saltwater Crocodile

Eye to eye with a huge Saltwater Crocodile. The terrifying saltwater crocodile is the largest reptile in the world, measuring sometimes over six metres from tip to tail and can weigh a mind-boggling 2000 kilograms

Semakin serem, bad boy, dan ga bisa diprediksi biasanya semakin disuka. Sama halnya dengan buaya ini. Jika pria tak suka dipanggil buaya. Maka dia adalah raja dari segala buaya. Buaya predator air asin terbesar dari semua reptil yang ada di dunia, tentunya setelah kepunahan T-rex. Dia adalah “Rex the Saltie Croc.”

Buaya ini ditempatkan di kolam yang dalam. Untuk bisa melihat mereka saya harus masuk ke terowongan kecil dimana dindingnya terbuat dari kaca. Sambil jongkok saya terkesima sama ukuran tubuhnya, gileee.. body saya kalah telak. Kalo kecebur kesana mungkin saya bisa dikunyah hidup hidup sama dia. Bayangkan, buaya jantan ini ukurannya mencapai 6,7 meter dengan berat 2.000 kg!

Buaya ini adalah bos dari segala rantai makanan. Pemangsa segala jenis karnivora yang memasuki teritori nya. Predator klasik yang mengintai mangsanya dengan sabar dari bawah permukaan air. Begitu mangsanya meleng, tanpa ba bi bu buaya akan muncul dari air, menggigit dan menyeretnya mereka ke dalam air hingga mati tenggelam. Hiiiii… Bisa rusa yang lagi mencari minum ditepian danau, reptil di rawa-rawa, burung, monyet, babi hutan, ikan, hiu sekalipun bahkan manusia bisa jadi makan siangnya.

A smile from a child is a packaged sunshine and rainbows’ – unknown. I took this picture after seeing their gorgeous smile.

Nah, kejutan utamanya ada dibagian akhir. Sesuatu yang sangat menyeramkan. Tak lain tak bukan adalah gift shop! Toko souvenir yang bisa bikin dompetmu menangis. Menangis karena menyesal beli barang ga berguna. Ataupun menangis karena sga ada duit sama sekali buat beli aksesoris.

Secara keseluruhan, saya bersenang-senang di Wildlife Sydney Zoo. Saya terkesan dengan segala tingkah laku hewan yang liar dan unyu. Tapi yang paling mencuri hati saya adalah ekspresi anak-anak disini. Senyum dan tawa ceria mereka yang polos saat melihat binatang lucu dan serem. Seperti 2 anak bule yang saya foto diatas. Polos apa adanya, tanpa dibuat-dibuat. Kebahagiaan dari melihat keceriaan mereka bersama keluarga. Mendadak saya jadi pingin bikin anak, eh! ‘Ngarep lo, mblo. cari dulu cewe nya!’ suara Deadpool terdengar dari balik pintu hati yang paling anjay.

Zoo: An excellent place to study the habits of human beings – Evan Esar

Nonton Koala and The Gang di ‘BonBin’ Wild Life Sydney Zoo Kapan terakhir kali kamu ke bonbin? waktu masih kecil ditemenin papa mama? masa paling indah di sekolah bareng mantan?

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