#Illegal reptiles

[hogteeth]

Absolutely ridiculous, this creature should not exist, furthered by the fact he has a little unicorn horn

[ssstupid-sssnake]

you can try to cheat death but death will cheat you

[witchcraft-exotics]

Skipper saying hi

[camgirlkaminari]

this is about all those yassified bowser takes i keep seeing all over the place

[my-chemical-rot]

🦈!!!!! also omg you were doing work at an aquarium that's so coollll

Yeah it is really cool!!! I volunteer on Fridays & Saturdays, I get to spend over 10 hours a week there :-) anyways cool fact: snakes don’t have external ears like humans do but they can hear vibrations through their jawbones!

[bumblebeeappletree]

These scientists are on a mission to save the endangered Cuban crocodile 🐊

#Earth #Environment #ClimateCrisis #NowThis

[followthebluebell]

what the actual FUCK, Underground Reptiles is now breeding SAND CATS for purchase

There's no way that the parents weren't smuggled illegally.

[wachinyeya]

Birds Sing Anew After Residents of New Orleans Ninth Ward Restore 40-Acre Wetland to Historic Glory https://www.goodnewsnetwork.org/birds-sing-anew-from-within-40-acre-wetland-restored-by-residents-of-n-orleans-historic-lower-ninth/

The Lower Ninth Ward of New Orleans has recently witnessed an incredible eco-renaissance following decades of damage and neglect.

Led by a local community development group, a 40-acre wetlands park has been restored to glories past with hundreds of local trees that attract over a hundred species of birds, plus joggers, picnickers, and nature lovers besides.

The story begins with Rashida Ferdinand, founder of Sankofa Community Development Corporation (CDC). Growing up in this historic part of New Orleans, where Black homeownership thrived, where Fats Domino was born, and where locals routinely went out into the wetlands to catch fish and crustaceans, she watched as it suffered from years of neglect.

Poor drainage, ruined roads, illegal trash dumping, and unmitigated damage from hurricanes slowly wasted the wetland away until it was a derelict eyesore.

In the name of restoring this wild heritage indicative of the culture in the Lower Ninth, and in order to protect her communities from flooding, Ferdinand founded the Sankofa CDC, and in 2014 entered into an agreement with the City of New Orleans for the restoration of Sankofa—a 40-acre section of neglected wetlands in the heart of the Lower Ninth.

The loss of Sankofa’s potential to dampen flooding from storms meant that over the years dozens of houses and properties were flooded and damaged beyond the ability of the inhabitants to recover. Forced out by a combination of nature’s fury and government failure, the cultural heritage of the community was receding along with the floodwaters.

Ferdinand knew that restoring natural flood barriers like Sankofa was key to protecting her community.

“Hurricane protection is a major concern in the community, but there’s a lack of trust in the infrastructure systems that are supposed to protect us,” Ferdinand told the Audubon Society.

Today, Sankofa Wetlands Park is a sight to behold. Hiking trails snake through a smattering of ponds and creeks, where bald cypresses and water tupelo trees continue to grow and cling to the ground even during storms. Picnic benches have appeared, wheelchair-accessible trails connect sections of the park to parts of the Lower Ninth, and local businesses are seeing more visitors.

Visiting birders have recorded sightings of over 100 species of songbirds, ducks, near-shore waders of all kinds, egrets, and herons, and the park also acts as a home and refuge for otters, beavers, and a variety of amphibians and reptiles.

It needed a lot of work though. Thousands of invasive tallow trees had to be uprooted. 27,000 cubic meters of illegally dumped trash compacted into the dirt had to be removed. A 60-year-old canal dug by the US Army Corps of Engineers had to be disconnected, and all new native flora had to be planted by hand.

Audubon says that Ferdinand routinely can’t believe her eyes when she looks at the transformation of Sankofa into its current state.

“Seeing butterflies, birds, and other pollinators in the park is a sign of a healthy ecosystem,” she says. “All we had to do was create the right conditions.”

Slated for official completion in 2025 with an outdoor amphitheater, interpretive signage, and additional trails, Ferdinand and the CDC have their eyes set on an even larger area of wetlands to the north of Sankofa.

Along the way, Ferdinand and the CDC attracted many helping hands, and entered into many partnerships, But the catalyst for change arose from the spirit and determination of one woman in the right place at the right time, for the benefit of hundreds in this historic heart of a historic city.

[bogleech]

Zootopia 2 is apparently partially ABOUT why there weren't any reptiles in the first movie?? I guess I'm interested to see what that's all about. Maybe I'll actually watch it once it leaks to illegal streaming.

[n3ptoonz]

Can you do hdcs on MK1 men pushing the reader to a wall while kissing them?

randomly selected mk1 men hcs: how raiden, rain, smoke, shang tsung, reptile, and kung lao go about pushing reader to the wall while kissing them

warnings: suggestive (y'all horny freekie fucs) reader being a monster fucker mentioned 😈

these aren't bullet points. they're like lil blurbs for each character cause the bullets would've been awkwardly placed. otherwise, enjoy! part two here

Raiden

Raiden's kisses were always so gentle and sweet, like him, but when your moans poured into his mouth as your back hit the wall, a flip switched in his mind. His calloused hands roamed your body so carelessly, yet with such thought. Rough, yet with a soft touch. Fervent, yet patient. His hand was wrapped around the nape of your neck with such care like his lips weren't just at war with yours, but clearly that was no issue the way you pulled him even closer and tried your best to stay quiet. Who knew the Wu Shi Academy was a great spot for lowkey make out sessions?

Rain

You always knew Rain was a passionate lover. The same efforts and care he put in his magic and knowledge, ten times more went into you. So when he had you against the wall in his office, surrounded by his own creations and scrolls only you knew about, it was make out city. The way his lips molded to yours should've been illegal with how mesmerizing it was. His hands were no stranger to your hips; you were like a shiny antique on his bookshelf he cherished. If you dare to run your fingers through his hair while you kissed, you can and will get taken on this same wall.

Smoke

Smoke was always the kind of man to start slow/gentle and gradually become more aggressive in his ways. However, some things just drive him crazy. You drive him crazy. His patience went just like that, and now here you both are groaning and whining into each other's mouths. Your lips just looked so soft, they were calling his name in a taunting manner. Now, he's not so aggressive that you hit the wall harshly, no, the contrasting feathery touch of his hands gliding along your body to the hunger in his kiss was just enough to get both of you to the next level of passion.

Shang Tsung

Shang Tsung is only ever gentle with you. His aura was just so powerful in itself, all he had to do was walk you into the wall. He didn't need to push you against it to assert dominance. His eyes never dared to dart from yours, especially when you looked so cute trying to hold his gaze. If it were a third person point of view they'd think you're under hypnosis. One face caress and your lips locked with his. If you thought he was power hungry individual before? You haven't seen anything yet.

Reptile

Syzoth is a mystery. On one hand he's a romantic lover and on the other, his Zaterran instincts get the best of him. His abnormal strength always lead to him picking you up in some way shape or form, so here you were on the wall and straddling his waist all because he got excited. Being a monster fucker had its perks since his lizard tongue didn't change with his human form, and that didn't bother you at all. In fact, you welcomed it every time you kissed; once he figured that out he used to his advantage every time.

Kung Lao

Kung Lao is the type of man who was driven by pride, so he was bound to tease you to no end anytime soon. His kisses were usually feverish and slightly aggressive with a touch of a sweet side. Once he gets you on that wall from all that teasing and shit talking it's no different. Only the sound of heavy breaths, lips smacking, and clothes rubbing against each other filled the room every time it happened. He smirks into the kiss every. single. time. He refuses to let you slip away from him even for a moment. His hands have to always be on you, which especially isn't hard to do when you literally have nowhere else to go. But hey, any objections? Didn't think so!

a/n: if y'all want a part 2, you know what to do! (haha that rhymed)

[pixielover1]

Wild Flowers.

Part one. Part two. Part three.

Monster!König x Reader.

The sun illuminated the quiet hillside like a stunning oil painting. You stirred awake as the beams of light slipped past your thin curtains. Yawning, you sat up in your bed. Waking up early was exciting today because it was finally time to harvest your crops. You quickly put on a floral sundress and a pair of sandals. Pulling on your gardening hat, you practically skipped outside, moving to the back of your quaint cabin. The wind nipped at your skin but the sun shooed it away with its warm rays. Your chest rose slowly as you took in a deep breath of the crisp morning air. You redirected your attention to the flourishing plants and a smile snuck onto your face.

You carefully tended to your crops, clipping off ripe fruits and veggies as you leaned over your developed plot. Gentle, melodic hums escaped your mouth as you tossed the produce into your woven basket, the birds singing with you. It was such a beautiful morning, but to König, you were the most beautiful.

In the camouflage of the woods he watched you through the foliage, panting. The sound of your soft music gave him goosebumps, his furred tail whacking against poor trees that concealed him. König was a victim of secret experiments when he was in the military. The underground organization subjected him to a series of operations, changing his DNA in a remarkable scientific feat. But what was supposed to be dog-like enhancements for battle, resulted in an uncontrollable lycan. König tore through the illegal facility shortly after he was deemed “ready” to be a weapon. Since that day he roamed the mountain side, hunting like an average wolf. Nothing resembling benignity was inside him, he was simply a wild beast. Until he found you. Humanity struck him the first time he spotted you foraging in the woods. In that moment his heart began to beat again, for you. Since then, he’s been keeping a watchful eye on you. Your life is peaceful and he likes to believe he is the cause of it.

Your focus on your activity was light until you heard a loud hiss. Startled, you look down to see an aggravated snake. You jump to your feet and wearily create space between you and the reptile. There was no way you were going to pick the thing up, but you also couldn't leave it here to eat your plants or mess up the roots. You kept your eyes on the snake until a shadow was casted upon you. From your left, a large hand comes down to grab the rowdy snake. It’s thrown deep into the woods and the threat is diminished. A small ping of relief fills in you until you realize. What the fuck just grabbed the snake?

Your neck cranes up to see a drooling König, his chest heaving. Your heart drops and you’re stuck in place. König stands at a firm 6'10”, dwarfing anyone's height. Wolf-like ears stick out from his short hair that was tangled with twigs and dirt. He wore a battered t-shirt, stained with what you believed to be blood and soil. He looked terrifying even as his tail swung behind him through his ripped up pants. He was delighted to finally be face to face with you. The way your face was illuminated as a gorgeous golden brown by the sun made his heart flutter like never before, even if you were also cowering in fear.

Your legs twitch as if begging you to run. So just then, you did. You turn and bolt into the forest, running faster than you knew you could. The beast was hot on your heels, easily catching up to your sprint. You kept up for as long as you could before your face harshly met the rough soil. König lingered above you, keeping your body pinned to the ground. Helpless whines escape your mouth as you assume this is your death day. You can hear his deep, shaky breaths as his body covers yours. At your side you catch a view of his huge hands and murderous claws. Your breath hitches and you squeeze your eyes shut, waiting for the fatal blow. But it never came. Instead, König lifted you up and threw you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing. Filled with a burst of bravery, you beat on his back and screamed at him to let you go. Opening your eyes, you gulp as you see how high up you were from the woods’ floor. He carried you back to your cottage quickly, not responding to any of your protests. He followed your scent as he pushed your front door open, accidentally breaking a hinge. He gently places you on your bed, the action a stark contrast to his appearance. He stands at the foot of your bed and you notice how he barely fits into your house. He has to bend his neck to keep his head from hitting your ceiling.

When he catches the shimmer of your sweet tears, something wakes within him. Feelings along the lines of sympathy and lust. His eyes reflect what he is feeling too easily, he is truly an open book. You remain on your bed, trembling from being subject to his gaze that is desperately trying to undress you. The silence breaks when his hand twitches, reaching towards you. You whimper, still assuming the worst. As much as he enjoys the tempting sounds, he knows he doesn’t want you to feel this way. His large fur-covered frame lets out a low growl and with the same speed he used to catch you moments before, he leaves your house. The sun was still kind and warm as you were left breathless and stunned from the freakish encounter.

Hello! This is my first story, i hope you enjoy. I am open to constructive criticism. :)

[screechingjellyfishnight]

I watched “Under The Boardwalk”

Don’t promote this movie. Don’t show anyone this movie. It’s a good movie but it WILL lead to the death of millions of hermit crabs. They show land hermit crabs living on the Jersey Shore. They don’t live there. They aren’t native there. You can’t release them there (it’s literally illegal) if you see a purple pincher crawling around in a painted shell, pick that bitch up and get a travel tank and call the LHCOS. They will take it for free and care for it PROPERLY. Unless you’re willing to spend upwards of $500 and 30+ years of care, do not get a hermit crab. Otherwise you WILL kill it. You WILL be an animal abuser and possible animal murderer. They are NOT disposable.

Let me say it again

THEY ARE NOT DISPOSABLE

They are not throw away pets. They are not cheap pets. They have the same care requirements as some harder to care for reptiles, with the added difficulty of learning how to properly set up and manage their substrate! They need 75-80° F. They need 80% humidity. They need 6-10 inches of 1:5 eco earth to playsand substrate at sand castle consistency so they can molt. They need both salt and fresh water pools they can fully submerge in! They need leaf litter, greensand, wormcastings, and supplemental calcium.

They need 50% protein, 30% veg/fruit (fresh is best but dried is fine. Citrus COULD be deadly to them, but it’s widely argued. I’d say better safe than sorry) and 20% carbs (rice/oats/corn/popcorn) not to mention oil! (I use olive, some people use coconut and some use sesame. They cannot have canola)

They cannot have iodine or iodized salt. They need marine salt for their water.

They can’t have exposed metal as rust is toxic to them. They can’t have painted shells, painted shells and paint in general is toxic for them. ANY paint. Period. It does not matter what the person in the shop told you. They are lying. They purposely give you information that will kill your crabs so you have to buy more. Don’t feed your crabs the crab food they give you, it’s literal poison. They need 10 gallons per crab in a sealed aquarium. You should get a minimum of 2 crabs. They need 3-5 shells (Turbo, petholatus, jade turbo, snakeskin turbo, lace turbo, Mexican turbo. Any turbo) per crab in the same size and in other sizes. They need a lot of care and work. They are not the easy and cheap pets they are sold as.

[gallierhouse]

In another life, Armand could’ve been

An obscure saint from the 1400s best known for a half-lost liturgy and a brutal, yet contrived, death (all good saints die this way, it’s what makes them martyrs). He might have made it in time to have Byzantine icons made of him, which I think he’d enjoy. He’d probably mean a lot to a small group of people, much like St Sebastian or St Catherine of Siena or Hildegard of Bingen. I know these are all famous saints, but they do also have extremely devout fan bases who don’t fit the usual churchgoing demographic.

A terrible experimental psychologist who violated a thousand human rights before subject protections were codified into law. He would’ve been up there with the greats, like Harry Harlow, John Watson, even the guy who ran the behavioral sink experiments. Possibly even Philip Zimbardo of Stanford Prison Experiment fame, although that was a terrible, poorly controlled experiment with no scientific validity, but it was essentially a Saw trap, so maybe he’d do something like that.

MLM employee. I don’t know if he’d be any good at getting people to buy things, but one way or another, he’d rise through those ranks and institute increasingly unhinged policies and group activities, like making it a company wide policy for all employees to do cold plunges in Diet Coke or something. He’d have the most airtight NDAs in the history of MLMs and he’d manage to make them enforceable (NDAs don’t cover illegal activities). If they weren’t enforceable he’d certainly scare everyone to believing they were. There’d be all sorts of terrible hidden clauses and implicit consent signs.

Finance guy, but not the traditional kind. He wouldn’t be a frat bro who bumps on the weekend, he’d just be literally addicted to spreadsheets and seeing numbers and graphs go up. He’d really enjoy seeing the lines go up and down. Would he be good at it? Probably not unless Louis was there to hold his hand through it because I’m not confident he understands the economy. But if he did he’d be a little terror about it. He would waste so much water and decimate so many power grids capitalizing on the crypto boom between 2018-2020.

Museum curator or employee at a natural science museum. Not because he cares about biology or anything like that, but he does like pinning butterflies and putting them in display cases, and essentially creating perfect environments for his little specimens to thrive or be perfectly preserved in. He’d spend a lot of time getting his little zombie caterpillar habitat just right. If they kept larger animals he’d probably really enjoy feeding them, and his museum would engage in live feeding, much to the chagrin of animal rights activists. When addressing the criticism during a press conference he’d pull out a rat and snap its neck (this is the preferred humane method to kill rats for reptile consumption) and ask everyone if they want him to do that while staring at the journalists making unblinking eye contact, or if they prefer the freezer method.

[quartergremlin]

Did YOU say MONDO GECKOOOO!!@!@RUJJEWGJ2TKGTJWTKH2KVQETKBWYJWRYWKBRQQKBQRKQRGKB1RKR1BK41BJ2BYJ24BYJB4Y

indeed! the mondo posts.

i'm kind of sad that his character always gets really watered down he's actually got like. a lot of shit going on in the original comic series to work with. His name was Jason, but the rise series already has one of those, so I changed his name to javi (pronounced like an h) moretti.

splinter 🤝 "first gen immigrants taking their trans mutant reptile kids in stride" 🤝 Mondo's parents

i gave him his metal band back! (not Digg, tho they are friends from before they were mutated)

Javi: Sorry Pat, I've actually come out since then.

Prairie Dog: Damn. Congrats 'n everything, but yer like. a fire player.

and also his girlfriend!

and gave him an almost personal beef against illegal animal smugglers! here have some story beats bc we all know my track record with actually getting to these things.

[devilsrecreation]

Thinking about my Outlands spinoff idea again and the black monsters (or “two-leggers” as everyone likes to call them) are EASILY the biggest threat to the Outlanders since they represent poaching and other illegal activities involving wildlife. So I thought I’d make a list of times the Outlanders (feat Makuu) had run-ins with them

Disaimer: TW for mentioned animal death and implied darker themes

- Chungu, Cheezi, Goioi, Tamka, and Nduli being kidnapped one by one to be sold to zoos. I’m not gonna go into TOO much detail about their time as prisoners since I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, but let’s just say it’s not fun

- I will say that Cheezi goes absolutely APESHIT the minute one of their captors messes with Nduli. The rest are mad enough but Cheezi goes feral

- Jasiri, Janja, Reirei, Kiburi, and Sumu battling the same poachers who took their friends (and winning, courtesy of Sumu stinging them so everyone could get away)

- I know I said Sumu’s mom, Nge, was dead by that time, but I wanna give Sumu more of a happy ending. Instead, she’s miraculously alive as a wild caught pet used for scare. The most they did is clip her stinger off so she won’t kill anyone. It’s okay though cuz not only does Sumu help her escape, but he promises to hunt some food for her like a good son :)

- Njano and Hodari getting kidnapped to be a part of The Reptile Pet Trade

- As stated before, Makuu, Kiburi, Kenge, Shupavu, and Kinyonga distract/attack the poachers while Hodari and Njano make a run for it

- Hodari also helps other animals escape in the process :)

- While being trapped, Njano begins to suffer from zoonosis (it fortunately wears off the minute the cage is open but it still freaks Hodari out)

- Remember how I said that Kenge and Hodari teamed up to save Makuu and Kiburi once? I like to think the poachers are to blame for that. They don’t fight the monsters this time (as helping their croc friends is more important), but I like to think one of them makes eye contact with Kenge and Kenge manages to scare them off

- Kujivunia dies at the hands of the poachers. She knew they were bad news so she told Makuu (who was probably a teen at the time) to get Pua, but when they came back, it was too late

- Kiburi and Ucheshi end up fighting back to back to fend them off as part of their Trail to Udugu

- I have a feeling they would be the antagonists in “Kifamilia Means Family”. They’d see Chungu all alone and try to capture him in order to be given to a shitty zoo.

- I like to think Chungu would be oblivious at first, but throughout the story, he learns the dangers of the two-leggers and actively tries to avoid them while on his quest

- Bonus if, like Kion with the Season 3 villains, Chungu is the reason the poachers became a threat in the first place since he inadvertently leads them to the Outlands

[is-the-snake-video-cute]

In a perfect world, it wouldn’t have to be illegal to keep pet snakes in Aotearoa. Because people wouldn’t dump pets and pets wouldn’t be able to escape. I dont think disease level bio security is as big of a concern there as it is for Australia after all.

In a perfect world, yeah.

The Thing about Aotearoa is that it's remarkably isolated, and flora and fauna there evolved pretty much separately from literally everywhere else. It's an incredibly delicate ecosystem and incredibly susceptible to damage from any invasive species (not just snakes, other pets that might cause potential harm, like hamsters, are also banned).

And I get it! As much as it saddens me, because the reptiles of Oceania have always been a passion of mine and I probably would have moved to either Australia or Aotearoa long, long ago if it weren't for the bans (I want to work with tuatara so bad), it makes sense! The one thing that annoys me is that cats always get a free pass with this sort of thing. Cats are both one of the most widely harmful invasive species on the planet and the one that's so rarely regulated to the point where there aren't even any regulations telling owners to keep their cats inside. The double standard always annoys me - we'll fearmonger over invasive snakes all day, but you never hear anyone talking about cats.