#and so many other nutrience

[ovaruling]

prunes are sooooooo delicious i literally cannot will not understand the propagandized prune hate. like ok definitely don’t eat this delicious chewy candy and be constipated forever i guess idk? ageist misogyny kills every joy and healthy effort on earth i stg

[boytumms]

Had a dream the other night about being the personal chef to a prince whose been cursed so that all food tastes disgusting, but for some reason, he can tolerate my food and hires me as his personal chef.

Because i’m the only person who can make food he can actually stomach he gorges on anything I make and pretty soon he walks away with an overfilled belly after every meal.

One day he decides to reward me by allowing me to ask him for one thing, anything i desire, so i ask that he has my children. He only agrees because he’s afraid of potentially making me leave and then he’ll be forced back to a life of horrible tasting food.

I spend years filling him up, either with babies or food, never letting him loose his belly.

(Plot twist: I was the one who cursed him, but he never finds out.)

That sounds like such a fun dream! Once he agrees to have your children you could have so much power over him, forcing him to have have as many babies as you can stuff into him or you wont feed him anymore. You get him so pregnant it hurts to be so full, but he's so hungry the whole time he can't stop himself from stuffing his belly even more with your food. He needs the nutrience for all those babies to grow big and strong, but his tummy aches and groans from the stretch and he constantly feels like he's going to burst from the pressure inside him

[weirdenbyferret]

Fruit clowns

For this type of clown, two examples!

Tips and such on fruit clowns below 👇!

Fruit clowns are so far the strangest clown. For years now humans have tried to figure out how fruit clowns work, though not much has been figured out other than the fact that that they have photosynthesis like plants do to gain food, and their insides seem to be like the inside of the fruit seem to be made of.

Though, even though they already use photosynthesis to gain nutrience, you should still give them a diet of candy and sweets, like with most clowns.

It is recommended to give them a bunch of time outside so that they can be under the sun long enough in a day.

Though, if you are in an area where it gets cold in fall and winter, in the fall you should start practising the habit of keeping them inside and feeding them more sugar, and then in the winter you shouldnt let them out as they could get dangerously sick.

It is also not recommended to get a fruit clown if you live in an area that is always cold, though if you do try looking for fruit clowns in your area you wouldnt find any.

There are many varieties of fruit clowns, and commonly they seem to be made up of one kind of fruit, but some can be made up of several! And most usually have the flower of their fruit on either side of their head, their fruit hanging at either aide of their head, and sometimes even both!

They are also usually known as the clowns who do the trick where water sprays out of the flower, which is usually on their frill, though some other clowns can grow frills shaped like a flower and do that trick as well!

Though, if you find a 'water spraying flower' being sold somewhere, dont buy it as it is often the flower of a fruit clown cut off, which you shouldnt do. Cutting off the flower of a fruit clown can be very detrimental for them, as their mental health and often their physical health as well will be affected, and they cant grow that flower back.

If you were planning on getting one, or if you are now, hope these tips and such helped!

[scratterbrained]

The inherent grief of being a tree. You outlive many of the others in your ecosystems: bugs, birds, beasts. You lose your children (leaves) each winter, having to sacrifice them so you may have enough nutrience. Never being able to leave, to see the world, to grow beyond the reach of your roots.

And the cycle repeats. And repeats. And repeats. Until you eventually wilt and wither yourself, just as you have seen many that made you their home do.

[broodsys]

garden updateee (long post lmao)

peach tree first:

have harvested upwards of 50 peaches from it. have invited the neighbors to freely take peaches (don't think they have tho). have given peaches to my brother. so many are getting partly eaten by critters (i don't mind this)

probably have an additional 30-40 in the worm bin (partly eaten ones, gloopy ones, ones that were seriously damaged early on, etc)

ended up with two gallon bags full - and i mean full - of frozen peach slices and a good bit of peach sauce (well, i call it that, but it's really just cooked down/pureed peaches and a bit of sugar. it's good!)

could i have been more productive with it? yeah! however! wasn't expecting this at all! i cannot stress enough how much of a surprise this has been

after all the peaches have been harvested im gonna trim this poor tree down so hard. bc at present it isn't just bowing a bit under the weight, the main trunk goes up and up... and then starts coming sharply back down. roughly like so:

except with a lot more branches and all but yeah not actually drawing this lmao.

gonna try to espalier it a bit. there are lower branches that i'm going to be keeping and hopefully i can get some wire or something to give it some support, bc clearly during growing and harvest seasons it's gonna need that support. but i'm taking the height off... again, lmao. i've already done this!!!! it is growing so much

however, i think i know why. about midway through last year, we moved the worm bin over near it. and the worm bin has holes drilled in the bottom. so all those nutrients have been sinking into the soil and i think the peach tree was just like oh? nutrience? for me??? and went apeshit lmao

other garden news:

although i've mostly been talking about the peach tree, many things are going above and beyond. the rose bush out front is covered with rose hips that are probably about as wide as a half dollar? and it's grown to about halfway up the second floor. ridiculous. some of the canes are easily as wide as a quarter

we also have a grape. idk what type bc like the smartest person imaginable, i lost the tag. also i don't think it's ever gonna fruit but that is okay bc it is a sprawling beast and beautiful and it is sending vines up that are on the first floor roof

a lot of plants i have mostly to control temperatures indoors. so the rose bush covers the front of the house and some of the dark roof shingles, while the mystery tree and grape cover another part of the house. i was letting the peach tree get a bit taller to become a shade tree since it wasn't seeming to bear (but still not ridiculously tall!) but uh. A Mistake 😂

currently in the process of getting one of the many many manyyyy marionberry canes to root so that i can plant some in the backyard. it's very well established along the side yard and we get a ton of fruit from it, so why not just keep it going?

and we have a nectarine tree out back that's in its.... hmm. second or third year, but i think second. it's older than that, but in terms of being in our garden. so it's not bearing yet, no real surprise, and it's having some of the same issues the peach tree originally had, but the peach tree is no longer afflicted so i suspect the nectarine will end up okay as well

gonna be repositioning the metal gazebo frame (canvas top long since destroyed) into the center of the yard so that we can safely hang a new tarp from it and provide some central shade. looking forward to that, altho it'll be a lot of work. been using the water i saved up all during the rainy season and so far i still have a lot, which is nice - been doing a lot of water-wise planting and letting things get their own water and all. i've managed to keep the bucket pond going even tho the plastic is starting to crack and i'm dreading the eventual day the whole thing goes... sm life in there

but it's cracking bc the winters are getting so cold that the water freezes several inches down and expands, so it's like... rly tricky to deal with? debating about getting a solar powered water bubbler for it. just smth to keep the water moving a little bit and hopefully prevent it from freezing sm

i have mulched a tremendous amount this year, as i usually do. countless cardboard boxes - only plain ones, or ones with dyed parts removed, and always removing all the tape. forever trying to reuse stuff. there are still problem areas in the back and front yards, but some can't really be dealt with - like we have a lot of stray cats in the area and they sure do like to use yards as litter boxes 🙃like they're just gonna be here, it's a thing, but it does mean taking that into consideration wrt what/how we grow things

i keep getting frustrated and sad with how many things are dying out there but like. yeah. it's gonna happen. a) transplant shock is a thing, no matter how careful i try to be, b) it's hard to tell how heavily i should water things tbph, c) our soil is different all over the place, and the soil out front is very poor - which some things prefer! but definitely not all, and d) climate change. even hardy natives aren't necessarily hardy anymore, and over time native ranges seem to be shifting, so it's difficult

but i'm trying to not focus sm on what's dying and more on what's thriving, bc a bunch of stuff is :')

[mishkakagehishka]

NO BUT you're so right it was mind blowing to me the first time i learned that people put other shit in my beloved omlet. it's a disrespect to the struggler meal to me

LITORALLY but bc eggs have so many nutrients, they're a superfood, right? And it doesn't take long to make scrambled eggs. It's the perfect struggle food. I'm tired, i'm lazy, but i'm hungry and i need nutrience.

Egg.

[suckinitup]

shilo was a vampire baby. how many vampire babies have there been. any? can you imagine a toddler in frenzy. how many nannies did he have and how many were killed. was he always locked in one room or as a baby was he allowed to cling to his mothers side from her fear of him just Keeling Over and For Real Dying due to fucking. nutrience troubles. actually shilo can eat real food as long as theres no garlic in it so does that mean he needs real food. does he have scurvy. is that why he looks like a sad victorian child because he is being afflicted by the horrors of nutrient deficiency.

would his mom have given him away too if he had been easier for others to care for

[thetristoneera]

In a land of imagination, as rule for the progression of life; androids are illegal to manufacture since the wake of the Species Wars.  With them being used primarily for their powers of annihilation, they had to be made illegal.  Androids now a days, are only made to serve.  They have no free will; what so ever.  With how Cyber wielders abused their powers to make sure Fairies, Elves & Merpeople were killed off; they have been banished.  It takes a lot to kill androids, but with the way super beings have evolved; they are now powerful enough to rip through spaceships at any given time.  Androids would still need a lot for them to be taken down, there for; illegal.  The sentence is immediate death, if you were to be caught conspiring to procreate an android.  

It's a good thing, Omega Medico has a sector of a space colony all to himself.  With black box technology, he has an area that cannot be hacked by any cyber wielder.  With it being so far from humanity, psychics are not able to catch on to his doings.  The thing is, Omega Medico cannot procreate; he was tortured to the point he was rendered castrated.  He unfortunately, doesn't have the means of procreating unless it involves cloning.  He doesn't want to go that route, unfortunate even some more for him; he was the only surviving person of a specific serial killer.  Body snatched at sixteen, rescued by seventeen.  It took a great amount of time for him to be rescued; then took a great amount of time for Omega to be the one to execute him.  Per his wishes, the death sentence would be administered by Omega when he's ready to do so.  As inhumane as it sounds, after many years of therapy & aging into an adult; Galactic Officers made it so that he was imprisoned in Omega's abode.  Making it a direct, death sentence of the unknown; as Omega aged into his sixty sixth year in life, the serial killer was forced to be immortal with very little humanity.  As he stayed in the same ten by ten by ten foot cell; he was deprived of sun light, deprived of food, deprived of any kind of nutrience until Omega said he could be fed.  It was a long unknown death sentence for him; as Omega spent many years figuring out how he will live his life.  At that day & age, Galactic Officers had cut all surveillance on the serial killer as Omega had all means of feeding him & having his cell cleaned by android technology.  When Omega figured he could procreate androids & raise them as his own; he could finally have a family.  Knowing that this was illegal, he told the mad serial killer his plan as he moved closer to it's death day.  The twelve victims of this serial killer had enough social media & medical records on them; that he could formulate a "re life" for them.  It would take him many years for this to be accomplished, but that meant; the specific prey of the serial killer, would still live on.  As this drove the serial killer to being more mad, Omega devised a plan of secrecy so he could resurrect them.  During this period, Omega existed on Planet Saudavet.  It was a spectacle of a public event, as Galactic Officers made the death sentence order possible.  Serial killer was placed in a wheel chair, confined by anti super being materials as Omega wheeled him from his abode through out the city.  It was like a parade as he walked all the way to the main street of the city; to the guillotine at the center city.  Citizens were allowed to show their disdain for another blip of humanity by physically assaulting him, if they wished.  The families of the victims took their shots, others against the inhumane took their shots as he was wheeled to his death location.  With him being immortal; he felt every weapon, fist or foot used to cause him pain; he had to take it per his punishment order.  Then he was placed into the guillotine facing upward & didn't get a last meal or any last words.  Before Omega pulled the lever; he said the names of all of the victims in order of which they died before he was fortunately rescued.  In the order in which they died, while the serial killer stared at the blade; then the city, humanity celebrated as a monster was finally no more.

The House of Omega, has lived on since; but his branch of the family tree stopped with him.  The branches of the other families stopped with those slain.  It would take a long time for him to become a prominent doctor; but having the reputation of a reputable survivor, a lot of doors were opened for him.  He was able to build a compound within Space Colony: Edro Weiv, the longer he existed; the further away it got from humanity.  Psychiatry visits rendered him a functioning member of society, as his erowology with the Super Being Surveillance Program helped him develop original ways of creating androids.  Creating the super power combinations his fellow victims had back in the day, he was able to firstly revive the girl he fell in love with.  The one that died first...  With the way he covered his tracks, time & time again; he was able to revive all of the victims to a child like state.  Then raised them with the knowledge of understanding who they originally were to what happened to them, to the kind of world they live in.  Eventually, he gained the nerve to actually read the dossiers revolving around how the serial killer was able to body snatch all of the victims.  His modus operandi dealt with creating diversions, they were giant diversions; incredibly goliath.  And that's where the Android Party began...

Not for the purpose of serial killing, but for big pay outs.  To complete a list all of the victims had, words he'd never forget.  All wrote in a journal like book that he has been protecting for many decades.  That kind of world tripping costs a lot of money.  To help out terrorist organizations or to help out do gooders; either way it goes, the androids will be those goliath diversions.  Great indestructible diversions that cannot be linked back to him.  For each victim wanted to migrate to another galaxy; all in multiple directions.  His jackpot is nowhere near what is needed, but they haven't given up.  Regardless of how much mayhem they cause to how many people they save, they move with the purpose of seeing those galaxies someday...

Base of Operations: Space Colony: Edro Weiv / Alliance: the Warrior Guild / Occupation: Galactic Class Diversion Enthusiast Extraordinaires / Their Order: Anarchy Specialists For Diversion Operations

[dogstarblues]

had a conversation with friends today about a different conversation regarding my autism that had me thinking i should explore my sex repulsion and really reckon with it.

like in the original conversation i was talking to my friend who agreed that tongue kissing was, to put it gently, off-putting. and i expanded that into the convo of today by musing on the fact that tongue kissing feels like two wet muscles moving against each other. like its always been something i did because a sexual partner liked it. but now that im not romo-partnered and out of a fucked up relationship im like. putting my foot down? i dont have to do that ever again.

and i was thinking abt how i get positivity posts on here abt the animal of the human body and how the grossness of sex should be celebrated and im so happy for everyone but i hate it 😭. i dislike flesh being wet with anything unless its lotion or oil. i dislike being sticky. it feels bad. i dislike being overheated and i dislike touching another person's sweat and i dont even like being touched nonsexually!!!! bad texture terrible sensation. but i spent most of my sexual period just engaging with sweat and stickiness and flesh on flesh and sensation and ignoring my own feelings. because i didnt know i was allowed to be repulsed!!!!!!!!!!!

i think ive been exploring the limits of my sex repulsion with romance novels and ive been discovering i can tolerate it and even find it nice to read when its not. how do you say. when it has little or partial penetrative elements and when its deeply emotional or earthy or just fucking funny. i like reading sex where partners can laugh about how absurd bodies are or when the narrative frames it as funny. and i dont like a lot of fanfic that has sex in it because PWP elements is still PWP. unlike romance novels (even erotic romance and erotica which sex has narrative purpose but i cannot bring myself to read that much sex). sex has a narrative and emotional purpose. im thinking through this. hang on. maybe this is why im not engaging with fanfiction rn. hang on.

in my last relationship with Romantic-Platonic-Best Friend, i began with not being touched and doing the touching on my own terms and when i did allow touch it was limited. and like. i only engaged in sex to be close to her in more ways than emotional, when i wasnt very close to her emotionally bc she kept me at arm's length. but not with sex. so im thinking just how many partners ive had who i performed sex with just to be close when i wasnt given emotional closeness. and now im like. perhaps never again!!!! because i dont know if i want to engage with a relationship again. i have Eternal Roommate Best Friend and i have Spiritual Friend and Body Friend and ND-and-Having-Fun Supportive Friends and i have Childhood Friend and i have Art Friend and so many others and its like. a relief. that i dont have to do anything for them sexually to offer emotional closeness and grace. so its like. im fulfilled. im not begging for love. im not starving? im allowed to feel like its not pleasurable. like even when my body was compelled toward sensation did i like it??? no. no i dont think i did because im good with never having an orgasm again and no matter how hard anyone made my body orgasm i just felt nothing.

like was sex ever emotionally or psychologically pleasurable? i dont think so. maybe, maybe in the future, if i ever have a quasiplatonic relationship again, if i ever have the energy for romantic love again, i could pleasure a partner and not be touched. like i would need to negotiate the partner being a pillow princess or specific places i can be touched like my head or shoulders. but. im not sure. ill emotionally be in a place to derive emotional pleasure from giving sexual pleasure for. a long time. and tbh i dont want to be.

so im trying to detangle how my relationship with sex evolved from lack of emotional nutrience. much 2 think abt.

[ephemeral-cryptid]

I’ve lost nearly everybody

Lmao, so my best friend of like 4 years just effectively broke up with me. This is after my grandma died in April and my gf broke up with me in March. I literally have no one now, no female in my life that actually loves me. I actually wanna die, that’s not even a joke. 

I’ve been addicted to some substances as well since before my grandma died, and y’know, losing my only true friend doesn’t really help motivate me. 

Everyone keeps telling me it will get better, but it only gets worse. Starting out living with an abusive, drug-addict mom who literally sold my toys and our food stamps, which we vitally needed to get the bare minimum of nutrience. Then I move in with my grandparents after an experience that contributed to my ptsd (there are many other things). Things suck at first, I start self-harming, and my eating disorder develops more, I also get into a toxic relationship that fucks me up. However, I also get to rollerskate with my friends every Friday and Saturday, and it’s so much fun, best times of my life. 

Then, a couple years later: high school. The place where hopes go to die; that didn’t prove to be true though because there I met Dorothy, the most beautiful girl I ever saw. Supposedly, she had been pining after me for like a year from when she saw me at the skating rink and thought that I was hot. We started dating almost immediately, and I fell hard. I was so desperately in love and so was she, but then, after covid hit and school wasn’t a thing anymore, we slowly started to grow further and further apart, until eventually, out of nowhere, she broke my heart, and left my junkie self with a dying grandmother, with a broken heart. 

Not only that, but after covid hit, I could no longer skate with my friends anymore, my most enjoyable, sociable hobby. So, because I didn’t talk to most of them outside of skating, I lost all of my skating friends. I also lost all of my school friends because we couldn’t go places after school anymore, and I didn’t really talk to any of them outside of that. 

Then, after I lost almost everybody, my grandma died. My favorite and most important asset in life, was dead. I cried every night for the week leading up to her death; after she actually died, I couldn’t cry anymore. We couldn’t even have a funeral because of covid. 

So, in the course of a year, I lost my favorite hobbies, my girlfriend who I loved more than life itself, and my grandma, who I literally couldn’t get by without, and became an addict. 

All I had left was two friends, my ex-gf, who I guess was also a friend, and my grandpa and sister, neither of which are very nurturting creatures. 

Now, I’ve also lost my best friend, who wants nothing to do with me now, my other friend who I literally got into the dumbest argument with and she decided to be immature and just block me, and my my ex-gf, who has grown even more distant. 

I’ve lost everything, my hobbies, my friends, my love, my grandma (basically my mom), and everyone keeps fucking saying that it’s gonna get better. I need some goddamned evidence because I can’t keep living like this. My grandpa still expects me to stay sober after all of this, lmao. Honestly, I don’t even see a reason to get sober anymore. No one wants me anyways, so what difference does it make?

[veroxin-a]

ohh   god   the   brain   muscles   go   brrrr   here’s   50   headcanons   @bnharpchub     /     u   got   me   to   do   this   so   u   get   tagged   too   :knife:  @symbol-of-terror​

1.       daiten   knows   japanese   and   english,         and   knows   some   russian.         however,         learning   too   many   languages   can   be   confusing   due   to   the   language   she   was   taught   as   a   child       -------       a   mix   of   multiple   languages   meant   to   create   a   language   barrier   between   the   people   in   a   cult   and   regular   denizens.

2.       while   daiten   doesn’t   know   much   of   anything   else   regarding   biology,         daiten   was   taught   some   and   still   studies   cardiovascular   and   the   muscular   system,         as   well   as   knowing   an   equivalent   of   what   a   training   EMT   would   know.

3.       daiten   usually   pulls   one   or   two   fingers   back   towards   her   palm   when   she   holds   something,         but   she   stopped   this   when   she   chose   to   hide   her   quirk   and   switched   to   only   controlling   her   quirk   through   her   quirk.         because   of   this,         her   hands   are   pretty   cold   the   majority   of   the   time.

4.       something   alike   to   the   last   regarding   to   control,         daitens   main   support   items   are   a   bandage   like   material   that   goes   over   areas   with   arteries         (      not   all   of   them,         just   a   few      )         to   ensure   that   no   one   dies   if   a   civilian   panics   and   grabs   her.         the   material   doesn’t   constrict   her   movements.

5.       daiten   eats   alot   and   tends   to   eat   healthily.         she   takes  vitamins   and   quirk   nullification   drugs   even,         because   her   quirk   often   doesn’t   allow   her   body   to   absorb   nutrience   properly.

6.       she’s   been   taken   care   of   by   her   foster   father   since   she   was   ten   years   old.         she   doesn’t   call   him   dad   often   and   calls   him   by   his   name   or   his   nickname.

7.       daiten   has   a   hard   time   getting   close   to   people   and   tended   to   avoid   it.

8.       she   likes   the   smell   of   gingerbread   and   honey.

9.       daiten   prefers   more   dull   colors   like   greys,      browns   and   blacks.         bright   colors   tend   to   make   her   eyes   hurt.

10.       daiten   excels   at   science   and   hero   studies   but   is   terrible   at   math   and   home   ec.

11.       she’d   be   interested   in   baking   down   the   line,         but   daiten   doesn’t   know   how   to   cook.

12.       everything   she   touches   naturally   warps   out   of   shape   after   a   while   as   it   slowly   rots,         especially   day   to   day   items   like   pens   or   toothbrushes.

13.       have   a   secret      ?         tell   daiten.         unless   you   murdered   someone   or   put   people   at   risk,         she’ll   take   it   to   her   grave.

14.       her   trust   is   hard   to   earn   and   easy   to   lose.

15.       daiten   is   like   hawks.         willing   to   make   the   harder   decision   by   killing   a   villain   if   necessary.

16.     �� daiten   is   physically   strong   and   fast   on   her   feet.         she’s   able   to   make   due   without   using   her   quirk   in   a   fight.

17.       daitens   quirk   causes   alot   of   chronic   pain   that’s   hard   to   deal   with   sometimes.

18.       she   was   in   the   house   when   tenko   destroyed   it.         she   avoided   being   crushed   by   the   rubble   because   of   the   crib   she   was   in   but   she   had   a   open   triangle   shaped   scar   on   her   side   that’s   mostly   faded.

19.       daiten   has   a   quirkless   cousin   from   her   mothers   side   that   she   has   no   idea   about.         he’s   nine      !

20.       daiten   was   close   to   a   year   old   when   the   shimura   incident   happened.

21.       she   had   a   tendency   to   call   tenko   koko   when   she   was   younger.         the   nickname   was   one   of   her   first   babbled   words

22.       daiten   has   c-ptsd.

23.       daitens   blood   isn’t   the   only   thing   that’s   destructive.         every   single   cell   in   her   body   is   destructive   in   some   way.

24.       her   room   is   extremely   clean   to   the   point   where   it   doesn’t   look   like   anyone   other   than   a   quiet   guest   stays   there.

25.       she   has   destructive   intrusive   thoughts   not   only   caused   by   her   ptsd   but   also   because   of   her   quirk.         she   wonders   why   she   shouldn’t   make   people   bleed   and   rot   or   make   entire   cities   collapse   and   she   hates   it.

26.       daiten   has   both   a   rational   and   irrational   fear   of   being   like   her   biological   relatives       -------       shigaraki   is   shigaraki   but   nana   is   dead   and   she   thinks   that   she   would   be   strong   enough   to   abandon   the   people   closest   to   her   if   it   would   keep   them   safe   but   she   doesn’t   want   to   die.

27.       that   said,         daiten   feels   little   connection   to   her   biological   family   because   she   doesn’t   remember   them.         a   little   connection   is   felt   towards   shigaraki   because   of   their   quirks   but   she   wants   him   dead   or   arrested.

28.       daiten   was   meant   to   be   a   media   stunt   for   the   commission,         which   was   made   even   better   for   them   when   it   turned   out   that   daiten   was   related   to   shigaraki.         hero   commission   rehabilitates   cult   victim   related   to   shigaraki   tomura.

29.       she   likes   the   cold.

30.       she   has   alot   of   scars   on   her   hands   and   arms   from   her   quirk   and   more.

31.       she   fights   dirty   to   get   a   fight   over   more   quickly.

32.       daiten   tends   to   pick   out   the   weaker   students   and   make   them   train,         she   worries   and   is   paranoid   about   their   deaths   which   is   why   she   only   tries   to   become   friends   with   the   strong.

33.       she   doesn’t   need   to   move   to   guide   the   mist   but   sometimes   she   does   in   just   movements   with   her   hands.

34.       her   blood   cannot   be   controlled   outside   of   her   body   due   to   mist   being   created   by   cells   rotting   apart   and   becoming   lighter.       it   being   in   its   solid   form   makes   it   too   heavy   to   control   outside   of   her   body.

35.       daitens   handwriting   isn’t   the   neatest   as   she   writes   quickly.

36.       she   has   a   big   fear   of   fire   and   needles.

37.       daitens   quirk   acts   as   her   immune   system      !         she   can’t   get   sick   that   easily.         but   it   also   means   that   if   she’s   without   her   quirk   for   an   extended   period   of   time   she’s   fucked.

38.       she   likes   lilo   and   stitch    !         titch   is   her   favorite   character.

39.       she   likes   sharks   too.         those   big   shark   plushies       ?         she   has   one   of   those.

40.      daiten   is   protective   of   kids   and   is   good   with   them   but   she   especially   is   protective   of   eri.         being   that   anno   is   still   running   and   is   an   organization   for   helping    people   with   troubling   quirks   despite   them   being   a   literal   cult,         she   fears   that   they’ll   hurt   eri   even   more.

41.       dai   still   has   chronic   migraines   caused   by   her   fight   with   hanae.

42.       she   likes   collecting   small   things   just   to   keep   or   to   break   and   destroy   them,         like   those   glass   marbles   from   those   japanese   soda   bottles.

43.       daiten   takes   really   good   care   of   herself   but   that   doesn’t   stop   her   quirk   from   drying   out   her   skin   and   making   it   crack   easily.

44.       daitens   internship   was   with   vlad   king   but   she   was   planning   on   being   in   an   internship   with   midnight   after   the   war   arc   since   midnight   was   another   mentor   of   hers   that   gave   her   advice   and   helped   her   with   quirk   control.         but   then   u   know   what   happens.

45.       her   ears   are   pierced      !         she   usually   only   uses   earrings   for   her   industrial   and   mid   helix   piercings   though

46.       she’s   generally   touch   starved   but   also   doesn’t   like   being   touched.        

47.       daiten   has   a   hard   time   considering   her   well   being   in   decisions   and   that   is   where   her   impulsivity   can   become   so   dangerous.         she’s   hurt      ?          doesn’t   matter,         her   regeneration   factor   will   take   care   of   it.

48.       she   never   was   able   to   go   to   an   actual   public   school   and   was   isolated,         trained   and   homeschooled.

49.       she   tries   to   fall   asleep   early,         like   at   8pm   to   help   with   if   she   can’t   fall   asleep   and   if   she   ends   up   staring   up   at   the   ceiling   for   a   few   hours.         she’ll   be   less   tired   in   the   morning.

50.       she   wakes   up   early   in   the   morning   though   if   she   can,         and   sticks   to   a   schedule       --------       she   likes   taking   a   walk   in   the   morning   before   class

[rowlets-are-seriously-round]

What's in a Title?

Summary: Virgil, Logan and Patton visits Roman's imaginary kingdom and finds out that they all have titles amongst the subjects in Roman's kingdom.

Warnings: Near panic attack, a bit of arguing, food mention, first fic

Words: 2724

(This is an idea from a conversation with @chemically-imbalanced-romance that sprouted from his amazing fanfiction. You can find both our conversation and the fanfic here.)

Taglist: @chemically-imbalanced-romance, @painfullybisexual

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Virgil would normally never agree to go with Roman on any of his quests, as he never knew what might happen. Roman had asked so many times, but now, he no longer invited him to adventures about slaying dragons or witches (or both, damn Dragonwitch), instead he asked Virgil to join him for picnics or walks. Roman wasn't an idiot. He realised quickly that Virgil would never join him on any trip that could end in danger. Therefore, he opted for ideas, where they could relax. He even made an entire kingdom, where no dangerous beast resided. He was normally against that, but he would do anything to bring Everlasting Gloom a new piece of scenery.

Virgil finally accepted. He was nervous the whole way to Roman's room. He was on edge inside the room and he tensed up, when they stepped through his mirror. But he gasped in wonder when he saw the forest and the pond and the small village and the fields and-

"Woaw, easy there, Fall Out Emo!" Roman had cought Virgil before he fell over from dissiness. Virgil grumbled, removed himself from Roman and pretended to smooth out the vrinkles in his hoodie.

"Soooo? What do you think?" Roman vedged, already knowing that Virgil at least found it somewhat impressive. Virgil rolled his eyes. Roman would do anything to get a compliment.

"It's nice, I guess…" it was a bit too bright for his tastes, but it was grand, and it was… Roman. Yeah, it was nice… Roman's smile seemed to light up the fantasy world even more. He puffed out his chest.

"Awww, I knew you loved me, Edgelord!" 

"Whatever, did you want to show me something, or what?" Virgil puffed. He was a bit on edge. What if Roman was going to drag him all the war through the village or up to the castle? …. Or into the castle?! Virgil's breath quickened and he started to tremble. He could feel a tingle running up his spine. His head felt numb and ice cold and heavy. He felt like he was drowning. He didn't want to go there. There would be crowded as everybody would surely want to greet their prince! What if they got seperated?! What if he got lost? He would never be able to get ou- 

"Virgil" Roman's voice cut throught his muddled thoughts like a sword… no… more like… water rinsening a dirty stone free of grime.

"S-sorry" damn, he hated his voice for stuttering. He wasn't weak! Roman searched his face, not with pity, but some kind of nearly-understanding. The prince gently took his arm and led him towards the pond. Virgil started to relax. The hand on his arm was like an ancre, keeping him grounded. Luckily, there were no people around the area, just like Virgil liked it. There would be nobody to damand his attention (besides Roman) or question him or being loud. He was starting to work himself up again. He took a deep breath and tried to relax. This was important to Roman. Roman who had tried so hard to include him and be kinder. They still bantered, but the words weren't so harsh anymore. 

They had reached the small lake. Ducks swam around, quacking and filling their beaks with the gross-green-whatever that was floating around in the water. He could never remember what it was called. They sat down and enjoyed the scenery. 

"Did you know that ducks can't eat bread? It will fill them up, so they don't feel hungry, but they get no nutrience from it, so they might starve to death." Virgil shared.

"Tumblr?" Roman asked. Patton would most likely have started crying and Logan would have given him a more detailed report as to why and how this happened. Roman would usually have made a dramatic gasp, sworn to protect the ducks from bread-feeding or proclaimed Virgil a mood-killer. But he didn't. The Sides where more than the Sides. They were more than what aspects they represented. And if Roman could put away his need for dramatics, Virgil could at least try to put away his negative demeanor.

"You are- It's really- … You did a really good job with this world… I like it… a lot…" Virgil wished that his tounge would stop tripping over itself. He nearly continued talking about the flaws of this world, but stopped himself in time and it was worth it. Roman's eyes were wide in astonishment. His hands flew up to his mouth while he squeeled in glee. Virgil snorted and gave a little smirk. 

The moment was ruined when a man ran towards them. Virgil tensed up again, when Roman rose to his feet. The man seemed excited and not frightened, but it did nothing to lessen Virgil's rising anxiety. 

"PRINCE ROMAN! PRINCE ROMAN! WHAT AN HONOUR!!!" The man yelled eagerly. Virgil guessed that he was a knight. He was certainly dressed as one. The anxious side had no idea, how the man was able to run that far with a chainmail, but everything was possible in Roman's imagination, he thought. 

"What is troubling you, Lancelot?" Roman asked worried. Virgil snorted at the name and Roman shot him a look. 

"Prince Roman, you have returned!" the man exclaimed and could barely stand still. "Your subjects have awaited you! You must come quickly! They are all waiting for you!" 

Roman shook his head, "My apologies, but I'm here in a different errand at the moment, but I will return soon enough," he said and gestured at Virgil, who had placed himself behind Roman. 

"Oh! The Shadow King! My apologies, sire! I did not see you!" the knight said and bowed deeply. Roman made an affronted noise and turned towards Virgil. 

"Shadow King??! How come, you're a king, when I'm a prince?! That hardly seems fair! And how come, my own subjects seem to have you in higher regards than me?! I created them!" By now the world had paused. The knight stood still as a statue, mouth still open while he was raising himself from his bow. If you looked up, you would see birds, frozen mid-flight, still in the air. It unnerved Virgil. It didn't feel right. 

He shrugged. He honestly had no idea as he had never met any of Roman's "subjects" before. 

He smirked. 

"Maybe, it's because I'm better than you?" he tried to sound innocent, but his growing smile ruined the effect.

Roman was better at hiding his own smile, when he grabbed his sword to stand in a majestic pose. 

"In your dreams, Emo Nightmare!" heh, back at the old nicknames, huh? Virgil chuckled and shook his head. 

"Let's head back to the others," Virgil said as he stretched "I wonder, what the others are called in your kingdom? Dr Bookworm and Mr Sunshine? Or do you think they have more regal names?" Virgil glanced at Roman, who huffed, but wore a thoughtful expression. The Prince led the way home. The trip was kind of ruined anyway and both parts were more curious about whatever the other two could possibly be called by imaginary townsfolk.

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"I could be a fairy!" Patton exclaimed, "And Logan would probably be a wizard or something!" he seemed to enjoy the idea a lot. 

"Although, I do not know as to why, Virgil was given a title by Roman's imaginary world, I do not believe that we can "choose" our own character as one would in a game," Logan said.

"Then we have no choice, but to find out! It's Adventure Time!" Roman was already ready for another trip, while Virgil just wanted to retreat to his room for a bit. Even though, their time in Roman's room hadn't lasted for more than half an hour, he felt worn out. Logan noticed this. 

"Perhaps we should wait with this experiment and conduct it tomorrow instead? This way, I will not need to interrupt my reading, and Patton will not burn down the mindscape with that bakery of his." 

"Bakery?" 

"MY CAKE!!!"

Patton's cake had been saved just in time, although it was a bit dark in the edges. They hadn't had the chance to taste it yet, as Patton had been determined in using it for their picnic the next day. If they were visiting the fantasy realm, they might as well make it enjoyable.

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Logan had been quick to point out birds that were made up, as he didn't recognize them and Roman was just as quick to refuse the offer of borrowing a book from the logical side about different bird species. Logan couldn't see the point of making up new birds, if Roman didn't even know, what they ate or why they had such amazing colours. 

"You are completely ignoring Darwin's theories of evolution! Take that bird for example! Why is its beak blue?! Is it a part of its performance for its mate? Is it because blue objects attract its prey? You cannot just make up a new race without-"

"Logan, PLEASE! Please stop… I don't care about all of that! Its beak is blue because it looks good!" 

Virgil and Patton shared a look and sighed. They could go on like this for hours.

“Can we please have our picnic now, guys?” Patton tried to defuse the growing tension. The two sides tried to be better at not arguing so often, they all did, but sometimes, it just couldn’t be helped. When you lived with people who were so different from yourself, arguments would naturally arise. And Patton was usually the one to go to, if you wanted a fight to break up. One would think that the others didn’t want to hurt his feelings, but the truth was that there was a reason for him to be the dad of their group. You didn’t want to face him in full Dad Mode. It was terrifying.

Roman and Logan quickly agreed and helped spread out the blanket. Roman found some rocks to place in the corners so the blanket wouldn’t flutter away. 

“What do you think this world would call us?” Patton wondered, it was hard for him to just relax and enjoy his slightly dry cake. “Maybe I’m the Dogfather!” he grinned.

“Patton, you cannot be a dog father as you are neither a dog nor an actual father,” Logan explained, while Roman groaned into his hands. Virgil tried to smother his sniggers. Patton ignored them all.

“Logan! You can be The Sun!” Patton gasped. Logan squinted. He knew what was coming.

“How so?” he asked. He might as well get it over with.

“Because you brighten up my day!”

Logan sighed. It seemed he couldn’t avoid neither idiocy nor puns today. He turned to Virgil, who was trying to keep a straight face.

“Shall we get this over with? I honestly couldn’t care less about whatever title Roman’s little world made up for us, but I surely hope that it doesn’t take a whole day. I do have other plans.”

Virgil rolled his eyes and huffed.

“I’m with you, dude.”

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The picnic had been... nice… Virgil and Roman had as usual one of their disagreements, which wasn’t all bad as they tried to not be too insulting, but when Virgil had commented on how Roman didn’t live up to the princes in Disney, Roman had picked up his piece of cake and smashed into the anxious side’s face. And thus, the food war had begun. They looked like a mess. In the end, Virgil had apologised. He had definitely crossed a line. In turn, Roman had apologised as well. They still looked like an un-cool mess, but they were no longer glaring at each other.

Roman noticed how Patton was overflowing with excitement and Logan was overflowing with…. Impatience… and decided to get it over with. He loved his dreamscape, but knew that the others didn’t have such a strong attachment to it. While he could spend hours in there, the others were already done and over with it. Well, except for Patton, naturally, but he was excited about nearly everything. Therefore, Roman decided to call for his trusty knight, Sir Lancelot. The name certainly lacked creativity, but he had liked the character so much, that he had to use it himself.

The knight appeared almost immediately from a path near the forest. This time, he was riding a nut-brown horse.

“Prince Roman! You have returned!” the knight was quick to bow down as soon his feet landed on the ground. In the beginning, Roman had made all his imaginary figures talk like in the middle ages, but it had quickly grown old and insufferable.

“Sir Lancelot! You’ve already met Virgil here-“

“Ah, yes! The Shadow King!” the knight bowed again 

Roman squinted at the man. He had interrupted him! How dare he?! Roman sniffed before turning his attention toward his nearly blind friends.

“Yes. As I was saying; you’ve already met Virgil, but here’s my other friends, Logan and Patton!” the prince swung out his arm as in presentation. Patton held his breath, waiting for the outcome. The two left-brained sides rolled their eyes. 

For the third time that day, the knight bowed and it was honestly getting tiring, according to Virgil, who bit his tongue to keep his sarcastic remarks at bay. Logan had the same opinion, but could also see the value, the knight held in terms to Roman and his self-worth. It was painfully clear now, how much Roman craved the attention, respect and acknowledgement the knight overflowed Roman with. Logan made sure to remember note it down and praise Roman a bit more in the future. Of course only because it would help Thomas’ well-being. Naturally.

“Lord of the Nerds and King of Hearts!” the man exclaimed. Virgil snorted and hid his face behind his bangs, his shit-eating grin still visible.

Logan blinked, not quite believing what he just heard.

“Awwww! That’s cute! I’m the King of Hearts AND I HEART YOU ALL!!!” Patton yelled flailed his arms around.

“Well, now that this is over with, I believe that it is time to return. Agreed?” Logan was so done with this whole escapade and just waited for them to return to the mindscape.

“Well, I can only say that this turned out to be a CAT-ASTRO-phe!” the others stared at him and seemed confused.

“What? Logan told me that ‘astro’ means star! And I also really like cats…” Patton giggled. Virgil snorted, while Logan continued to look confused.

“But why would you mention stars? You usually follow some kind of logic with your... so-called witty puns,” Logan looked like he had smelled something unfortunate.

“Because you’re my star,” the moral side whispered.

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It was a few days after their trip and one might believe that they had pushed the whole ordeal to the back of their minds or that everybody had forgotten about it. Sadly, that was not the case. Ever since they had returned, whenever Roman and Logan was arguing, Roman had pulled his so-called ‘trump-card’. 

“Logan, please remember, who the prince is here!” he would say and make some kind of sassy pose. It was getting tiring and old really quickly.

“To be honest, our so-called titles form your underlings does not matter to me the slightest, and I cannot see, why you put so much weight on a nick-name from somebody that has only met us once.” Logan was getting ready to throw in the metaphorical blanket and just give up. In Roman’s dreamscape he had realised just how dependent the Prince was of flattery, acknowledgement and praise, and he really tried to not drag him down, but it was getting hard with the way Roman continuously tried to fight and mock him with their new-found titles.

“What’s the matter Logan? Can’t handle me being better at something than you?” Roman glowered, while Patton and Virgil was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying a cup of hot chocolate and coffee, respectively. 

“I wouldn’t quite say that, as I have no interest in these titles, therefore it does not matter to me if your rank is higher is mine. You on the other hand-“

“Please be quiet children, the kings are talking,” Virgil interrupted with a smirk. Even Patton berating Virgil couldn’t make him stop grinning at the flappergasted looks he received. 

[ceeweej]

WELL SINCE U CALLED ME OUT LMAO give me new recipes?? fave healthy foods?? I need to fill my decaying corpse with greens pls help

GREENS GREENS GREENS ok i don't necessarily have "favorite recipes" because the way i cook is usually to fuck around and find out w/ whatever ingredients i have on hand. except for this one pie crust/quiche recipe i adore and have used MANY TIMES that helped me get over my fear of pie crust and i so so sos os ssoso recommend making your own pie crust. it's so good. once you GET IT you will never go back (and all things considered it's real simple!!!). but ur not talking about quiche so BACK TO GREENS i am a slut for salads. 100%. a salad can be whatever you dream; it doesn't just have to be tasteless old iceberg lettuce and garden veggies. a spinach salad with strawberries, bacon, goat cheese, and balsamic? throw some cucumbers in there for More Green? get outta here. spring mix, arugula, spinach, kale, any dark leafy greens r so good for u and you can pretty much eat as much as u want! which you'll wanna do bc lots of lettuces don't keep for SUPER long (u can look up how to store it best) so you'll need to commit to having salads for like a couple lunches, or making up small salad as a pre-dinner affair (my family used to do this for most meals) add nuts and seeds and crunchy things to salads too to make them extra tasty and texturally satisfying! if everything in your salad is Wet and youre not used to more fiber-y textures that might put you off. i don't do croutons a lot just bc they tend to fill you up and simple carb calories like that dont SUSTAIN your body as much (but if you need them to start getting in salad-eating habit, go for it!! any vegetables is better than no vegetables and croutons are GOOD just try not to overdo it!). another salad tip is FRESH HERBS!! lotsa herbs are extremely hearty and hard to kill (imo) so theyre easy to keep as like an indoor plant or on a window box/porch. and live plants usually arent too expensive & they can last a long time!! mix them in w/ your greens right before eating bc they'll wilt faster than lettuce does. adding some basil, cilantro, parsley, or even mint (depending on the other flavors??) definitely steps up the flavor for me. makes it a decadent experience. it's also fun to experiment w/ making ur own dressing!!! still not into salads?? ok, fine, maybe someday though. my other tip for veggies is to roast any veggie ur not sure if you like bc roasting makes things soooo much sweeter and its also usually very simple and hard to fuck up too bad as long as you keep an eye on them. i guess i havent Mastered making them Perfect but usually it'll be edible and tasty if it's roasted! next best to roasted is steamed or sautéed (depending on preference/oil content... sautéed tastes better but usually isn't as healthy bc of the oil but same as before, if it helps you eat veggies at all, do that! and once you're in a veggie-eating habit u can Adjust ur diet further if you feel you want/need to lower your oil usage too. one thing at a time!!) u can also use veggie Substitutions to get more Nutrience into your body. Like parents do with picky kids, you mix carrots into a meatloaf or do other "secret veggie" hacks for urself!! Also subbing buns for a lettuce wrap and shit if youre limiting carbs, or swapping regular potato for sweet potato (get that vitamin A!!!!) for a More Complex Starch moment. my goal with diet and nutrition is never to like make Absolute Rules or Restrictions, just to listen to how my body feels and what i like and make decisions based on that, and make sure that i'm aware of how much "unhealthy" stuff i'm eating and try to moderate it. but i also let myself have Less Healthy times bc sometimes i'm going THRU it and i eat more ice cream! whatever! if i feel like my choices have leaned more towards "unhealthy" on the spectrum of foods, i accept that & just try to make choices that make me Feel Good About Myself going forward! i think this is like "intuitive eating" which is phrase i know but have never like.,... researched. this is just how i learned to cope w/ being raised to be HEALTHY and having a complex about being The Least Picky Eater. but i think

loving urself and knowing it takes vitamins and minerals to sustain ur body the best and wanting your food to be NOURISHING is a good mindset to have. fresh fruits & vegetables when possible are always gonna make u feel better than solely processed foods. i could keep going but this is long as hell so if u want to want me to elaborate at all lmk and i can make a better-structured post maybe 🤡🥴🤪

[absyoung55]

It's Not Worth It

Part 1 Word count: a lot

Part 2

Summary: Y/N imprints on Stiles but there are complications. And obsticls this is part 1 mostly an introduction to new character.

A/n: I tried my best to portray the main characters scottish accent but I think I failed.

My howl echoed through the woods. I bared my teeth a low growl rumbled in my chest as I crouched protectively in front of Stiles. Red eyes flashed through the woods multiple sets danced menacingly around us. “Y/N….” Deucalion whispered my name curtly, his pack of alphas had Stiles and I pinned against a tree. “ All you have to do is join us, seeing as you have no pack to kill” the demon wolf spoke charismaticly, “perhaps we should have you kill the scrawny boy you’re protecting” a snarl escaped my lips. “ I-ill die first an Scott is stronger than all o’ yeh“ I took a swipe at Aiden, and Ethen snarled at me. “ Ah but you and Scott are coveted alphas” Deucalion was inching closer, Kali charged me last second she attempted to round house kick me, I grabbed her by the calf and swung her like a baseball bat into the tree behind me effectively knocking her out. Everyone stared at her lifeless body, I grabbed Stiles and swung him onto my back. “ Hang on” I sprinted with inhuman speed back to the Jeep.

I was a lone wolf my whole life, being born a Lowenmensch (german for lionsman), and immediately becoming an alpha when my mother died giving birth to me. I have no idea when I was born, almost all of my childhood was a blur but, I aged like Wolverine well sorta I don’t really age at all. My mother’s name was Caoimhe in gaelic it means gentle, she was born a pure Lowenmensch, Ive been told she was the most beautiful woman on the isle of Skye. Many believe she was the reincarnation of the goddess Branwen; goddess of love and beauty. My father’s name was Domhnull he was a bitten werewolf, he planned to kill me as an infant to become alpha but, my mothers sister protected me, she wasnt a werewolf/lion she was a banshee her name was Morrigan after the goddess. She raised me, kept me safe and she taught me what I needed to do in order to survive: I had to consume pineal glands, when I consumed this small part of the human/supernatural brain I gained that persons “powers” or special skills, and she told me that when she died she wanted me to consume hers. I told her that day would never come. 20 years after my birth my aunt developed scurvy, at the time we were not welcome in our village due to a mishap involving me running through the village…. naked, howling at the full moon out of control during my first estrus cycle. I sat by her side taking her pain until the end. When she passed I reluctantly broke open her skull. When my aunts ‘soul’ entered my body I changed, my eyes glowed a glorious violet. Insted of a banshee scream my roar was enhanced, insted of sensing death I could heal those who were dieing, I didnt hear voices but I had complete control over my inner animal. Soon after my aunts passing my father came for me, he was shocked to find a strong woman and not a scrawny out of control mess mourning for my aunt. What shocked him even more was my violet eyes insted of red ones, he decided it would still be worth his while to kill me, when he approched: I roared. He shit his pants and turned tail, I never saw my father again.

I stopped ageing around my 18th year. The humans began to notice I never aged, and so I left my home on Isle of Skye. I traveled the world, I never kept track of the years, but I left my mark in each place I traveled. I helped build Stonehenge (how else could humans move those stones they used werewolves). I studied with Aristotle at Plato’s academy in Athens. I fought as a gladiator in the Colosseum. I painted with Michelangelo. Obviously it was difficult to be a woman in these times but I made due often dressing as a man. It was hard to go unnoticed with lavender eyes, so I mostly laid low once I fed my thirst to learn. I worked in all sorts of places, building the Eiffel tower, lighting lamps on the streets of London, a chef in Italy ( I make the best pasta in the world). I did grow very wealthy, I was never very materialistic so I never spent money. I prefered to work for each meal hunting as my animal. I could take in more nutrience and stay healthier eating completely transformed ( plus I didnt have to cook anything Win). Banks were a huge help also being such a long time member of the same bank I had a huge intrest rate on my savings account. When world war 1 broke out I traveled to America, the Nazis were obsessed with finding a supernatural advantage in the war and I figured it was time to switch continents. I started out in Boston as an editor of a news paper. From there I went to Detroit and assembled automobiles. After that I worked in Lawrence, Kansas as a mechanic. Then I made my way to Colorado and I just hiked the moutains. Eventualy I found myself in a town called Beacon Hills, the supernatural ran amuck there, and I decided to help maintain the balance. The last of Its kind a phoenix; was tipping the scales to chaos.

Only comming out at night the creature was blood thirsty and out of control. The first time I caught the scent of a Phoenix the aroma was salivating, no wonder they were going extinct. One extremely hot Californian night the Phoenix lurked in the shadows of the empty streets, waiting for its prey, not realizing that it was indeed the prey. A group of children crossed the dimly lit street, a group of preteen boys. One was carrying a comic book; Captain America first edition. The other boys wanted it from him. The Phoenix was keen on following these five boys, “Stiles! just let us see it for a second!”, one boy wined “ No you will only wreck it,” the smallest skinny boy argued. I felt a small connection with the weak boy, you always had a soft spot for the weak. Then it hit me, preditors picked off the weakest in the pack first, the Phoenix was going after this small boy. Anger flowed freely through you, its not fair that this small boy was going to be killed by this demonic creature purely for the fun of it. You had been lost in your anger you failed to notice the other four boys left the small one alone. The street empty all except the boy, the phoenix, and you. The boy sat down on the sidewalk opening the comic book, there was a small smile on his face. The Phoenix stepped out of the shadows, his hiddeous burned body hobbled grotesquely towards the boy, its orange eyes burned with hunger, its pace quickened as he neared the boy. The dragging of the Phoenix’s feet caught the boys attention and he looked up to see the demon just feet away from him, so shocked he couldnt scream. I lept out from the darkness hiding me, my body between the boy and the Beast. The Phoenix gave out a startled screech and stumbled backwards. I placed my hands on either side of the monsters distorted burned face, my hands instantly bursting into flames. Without hesitation I sunk my nails into its skull staring strait into its eyes as the life left its body and it fell limp in my burning hands, I ripped the gland swiftly out and popped it into my mouth like a piece of gum. I dropped the Phoenix and my own body burst into flames, and quickly extinguished, like a wave or surge of energy. The boy was frozen to the sidewalk. The clothes on my body burned away and I stood there naked infront of this child. The child was shaking with fear, “ hey, hey, hey its okay, youre alright, youre okay whats your name hon”, I crouched infront of the boy and cupped his face wipeing tears away, he seemed to calm down “E-Elias S-St-St” he couldnt get the words out “Elias youre okay, youre safe” He nodded his head spasticly making me laugh. “ T-thank you, for saving my life, a-are you an angel?” I felt something stir within me, and I smiled warmly at Elias “ yeh should head home Elias, yeh shouldnt be out here alone hon” Elias’ smile fell and I knew something was wrong “ Do Yeh want me to take yeh home?” he gave me a small sad smile and nodded slightly “Okay wee lamb c'mon” you stood up and held your hand out to the boy and he took it without hesitation. Elias took me home like a puppy he found on the street, no one was in his home. He gave me some of what I think were his own clothes. I was about to ask him where his parents were when the front door flew open and a heavly intoxicated man flopped onto the floor with a thud “Where are you, you little fucker” the man mumbled under his breath. He lifted his head and his eyes met yours “ Hello Sir, my name is Y/N and I found your son alone in town” the man stood showing he was at least twice my size, “ That little shit is not my son” the anger returned flowing freely making my body glow red hot “where are his parents then” the man scoffed at me “ the little fucker didnt tell you that his parents are dead and that he’s being raised by his uncle?” he looked at the boy and raised his hand to smack Elias. Your hand shot out and gripped his throat tightly he gasped “ If yeh ever lay a finger on him” you lifted him off the ground “ I will know and yeh will pay” you released him and he fell to the floor gasping for air. I left that home confident Elias would be treated well.

The Phoenix pineal gland gave you an afinity for fire, problem was that fire reacted to your emotions especialy anger. And you now had an alternate animal, you had semi turned, full animal and then beast mode. Your full animal had been changed if that was possible, you were no longer a lioness, you were a Tigress. Half turned you had tiger like features, and embarassingly enough you had a tail. Beast mode was horrifying it was a tiger jacked up and completely on fire with blazing violet eyes. However you had complete and full control over all of them.

I traveled around America but I always ended up in Beacon Hills.

I dont know what I wanted to find there but I had a gravitational pull to something. I passed through Beacon Hills many times, a great alpha lived there and I often asked her for advice, as the years passed and I did not age, the great alpha asked me how I came to be, she found my truth broke her heart, she offered me her home. I accepted, Talia was intrigued by my apparent immortality, my ‘condition’ facinated her and her emissary they attempted to classify me, but given my ‘condition’ could change at any moment they never did. When Talia took me in when she was pregnant with her second child, Talia and I became great friends, she felt like a sister to me. And her children felt like they were almost my own. I protected her kids from everything especially her strange brother. Sometime after Cora was born the Hale house filled with Hales, I felt a little claustrophobic, Talia was very understanding when I left. I traveled to Canada, when I came back a few years later, she was gone, all the Hales were gone. All dead. The pain of looseing my only real family led me to find outlets, I slaughtered at will. Anything I came across that was evil I killed. Killing was the only thing that satisfyed my acheing heart, it made me more animal than human, and when I made my way back to Beacon Hills, thats what I was; an animal running on instinct alone. Untill I met a True Alpha, Scott McCall. He save my human soul, and so did Stiles. I was there to kill Meridith, who led me to Lydia, who Scott and Stiles protected.

Flash Back to You trying to kill Lydia: I had the tiny strawberry blonde girl pinned beneath me. I was half changed but not fully changed yet to “beast” mode. She was panting beneath me, I had my claws on her throat ready to end it all my tail whipped excitedly around my legs. A strong, powerful roar came from behind me. I slammed the girls head into the ground to knock her out, and turned to face this obstacle. An arrow hit my shoulder as soon as I stood up. I fully changed into the beast and the children infront of me stared in horror. The arrow in my shoulder burst into flames and melted away. The one who roared at me shifted back to human and stared at me frightened “L-look we don’t know you, but could you maybe not kill our friend” my Violet eyes shifted to the lanky boy who had the balls to ask me this. My heart pounded as I looked into the warm brown eyes and I knew. I imprinted on him. I shifted back completely, I stood there shocked and naked ( full beast mode burned my clothes), the girl who shot me rushed past me to Lydia and the boys sheilded their eyes. It all hit me at once I was a monster, I dropped to my knees and sobbed, I though about all the people and things I killed. I thought of Talia; my sister, how ashamed she would be of me. I pictured my mother I didnt know what she looked like but I knew she would be ashamed of me. A blanket covered my shoulders and the boy who roared crouched in front of me. “ Hey whats your name?” he treated me like a hurt puppy “Y/N” I mumbled “Y/N its okay we all loose control sometimes” I nodded my head slowly not meeting his eyes “ Im Scott, this is Stiles, Allison and you already met Lydia..” I looked over at the Banshee ashamed I stood gripping at the blanket around me, Scott moved to block me, but I didnt stop and he moved out of my way. I crouched next to Lydia I took her hand in mine. Black ran from her veins to mine and the swell on the back of her head disapeared. Lydias eyes shot open just in time to see me hit the floor. I dreamed of Stiles, just his touch, him holding me, placing soft kisses on me, saying my name… When I came to I had no idea where I was. It was a boys room thats for sure, and the whole area reeked of Stiles scent, Stiles room? Why am I in Stiles room? I should be lieing in a empty parking lot where I had attacked Lydia… Voices down staires caught my attention “ WHY THE FUCK DID YOU BRING HER!?!?!” -Lydia “We couldnt leave her there!”-Allison “SHE TRIED TO KILL ME!”-Lydia “We know but we also need to know what she did to you”- Scott “SHE SLAMMED MY HEAD INTO THE CONCRETE”-Lydia “Calm down Lydia you’re okay she reversed it”- Stiles “CALM DOWN?!?! YOU CALM DOWN I AM THE DEFINITION OF CALM!”-Lydia “Lydia, we dont know what Y/N is and we have to find out before something bad- er I mean worse happens”-Scott “Y/N IS A KILLER!”-Lydia “She also saved you somehow and we would like to know how she did that and where she came from and if shes going to kill all of us.. why did we bring her here if she might kill us all?”-Stiles “I dont think she’s going to kill anyone, did you see the way she looked at Stiles?”-Allison “What do you mean Allison?” - Scott “It was like she saw something, she was shocked to see”-Allison “I am very Handsome, Irrisitable, suave, dashing, sexy…”-Stiles *punching noise* “OOOOWWWW WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?”-Stiles “You would have gone on all day mister”-Lydia I let out a tiny growel at the sound of Stiles being hurt “SSsshh! I think shes awake”-Scott I evened out my breathing and slowed down my heart beat to sleeping standards “False alarm I guess I heard something else…”-Scott *knocking on door* “Its open!”-Stiles “Sorry we’re late, someone had to stop for chicken nuggets”-Derek “Totally worth it”-Isaac with his mouth full *laughs* “ So whats happend exactly?’-Derek *shuffleing noise* “Hey!”-Isaac *eating noises* “Those are my nuggets! Stiles!”-Isaac *Stiles chokes slightly on too many nuggets in mouth* “We… er Lydia discovered a new creature…”- Scott “HELL YEAH LYDIA DISCOVERED IT”-Lydia “It also tried to kill her”-Allison “Why did it try to kill Lydia?”-Isaac “We dont really know much about it yet, but what we do know is: it has purple eyes; lavander when human, bright purple when changed…”-Scott “When changed it looks like a freaken Tiger on steroids”-Stiles “Yeah she had stripes and a tail and everything she took a full animal form and a partial animal form, resembling a tiger..”-Allison “SHE?’-Derek “Yeah, SHE looked like a regular teenage girl when she first approched me”-Lydia “How did you stop it?”-Derek “Stiles stopped it….”-Allison “How did Stiles stop it ?”- Derek “Hey Im not totally useless! I reasoned with it-er Her… Y/N”-Stiles “ Yeah he said something to Y/N and she looked at him with her glowing purple eyes and changed back to human… huh I guess it was pretty lucky”-Scott “Well where is Y/N now?” -Derek “upstairs”-Stiles “WHAT?”-Derek “THATS WHAT I SAID”-Lydia “ How do you know she can be trusted?!”-Derek “ Because she healed Lydia”-Scott “Healed? like how?”-Derek “She had attacked Lydia, she smashed her skull in… bad. Y/N took her hand, and healed her, there is nothing wrong with Lydia now, she was almost dead when we got to her!”-Stiles *silence* “I was?”-Lydia “yeah”-Allison*crying* “She saved me?”-Lydia*crying* “yeah”-Scott “Thats incredable… she practiacly brought you back from the dead… I’ve only seen that once, when I was young… but it cant be! You said she looked like a teenager… Right?”-Derek “Yeah she looks really young like 16 maybe”-Stiles “Why dont we just ask her?”-Isaac Shit “Stiles do you want to see if shes up?”-Allison “Sure… If I scream come and save my sweet ass please.”-Stiles Fuckkk *footsteps* I decided to pretent to sleep, the bedroom door opened Stiles tripped on something trying to be quiet and I couldnt help the giggle that escaped my lips, “You awake?” Stiles sat down on his bed and shook my shoulder, “No, I laugh at random things in my sleep”. Stiles laughed at my sarcasm. “Hey um Y/N if you dont mind the pack would like to talk to you … about you.” Stiles choked when I sat up, evidently I was still naked. “ Um here” Stiles stood up and rumaged around for a littl bit then offered me a giant sweat shirt and some giant sweat pants. “thanks, and sure Ill talk” I stood up completely to take the clothes from Stiles, his eyes traveled down my body hungrly. He handed me the clothes and licked his lips, our eyes met and my heart stopped for a fraction of a second. A strong impulse to kiss him flooded over me and I stepped closer to Stiles. Stiles stepped back, the one movement shattered my heart. I played off my action by stepping into the sweat pants, I guess I am going Commando.

Downstairs was a party; everyone was talking and laughing. It had been so long since I’d seen a gathering like this everyone smileing and happy it made my heart ache for a family. As soon as I came into view everyone stopped talking. Stiles walked past me to stand with his pack. Everyones eyes were on me, and I was drowning in Stiles clothes. “Y/N?” Derek stepped closer. I looked at the aged boy, instinct took over and I approached the young man. I grabbed his face and turned it every witch way examining his features like I used to when he was a child and his older family members picked on him and hurt him he would cry for me first then his mother, because I would punish whomever hurt him, his mother was against violence. “ you’ve grown wee lamb”, I smiled at him my little Derek all grown, and fully evolved like his mother. A tear ran down Dereks cheek and I wiped it away “eh don cry babe” I wrapped Derek in my arms, he hugged me back emotionally. I looked around at everyone stairing at us confused. When we broke our embrace Derek looked around the room embarassed. “ uh um Y/N is family … ” everyone turned to look at me. “ I helped raise him and his sisters, his mother was an important alpha and sometimes that was more important than wipeing asses Yeh?” Derek chuckled “ Y/N you havent changed….” another tear escaped his eye and I reached out and wiped it away again, embarassing him. Derek smiled a big smile, but then his brow furrowed and his smile disapeared “You havent changed” Derek stepped away from me.“ alright does one of you want to explain?” Isaac looked between Derek and I. “ Why havent you changed?” Derek accused me. “Your mother never told yeh about me? All those years I was just Aunt Y/N? you never wondered why a nonHale lived in the Hale house?” Dereks face screwed up in confusion. “You’re not a Hale?” a pang of sadness peirced my heart “ I guess I am a monster, if your mother din’t tell yeh about me.” I dropped to my knees trying to control the sadness that hit me I pressed my palms to the floor to conduct some of the heat away from me. “She never told yeh who I am, where I came from, WHAT I am?” I kept my eyes on my hands to concentrait on not burning the house down “ What are you Y/N?” Derek attempted to take my hands before I could warn him his hands sissled from the heat. “ Derek m’ so sorry I should have warnd yeh” your hands cooled and you took his hands to heal them. “Im a werelion well I was born a werelion and I… circumstances… over time .. um … I guess now Im a weretiger”. damn thats hard to explain “ Why are you so hot?… you know what I mean” Derek helped me to my feet, shaking his head smileing to himself I giggled at his remark “theres really to much going on to explain it” I stood on my own not looking into anyones eyes. Suddenly the front door swung open and three girls and three boys entered the house laughing, but soon stopped when they saw the gathering before them. “ H-hey guys, we didnt get the pack meeting memo?” a small spikey haired boy wrapped his arm around a beautiful brown haired girl. “ who the hell are you?” the tallest girl sniffed the air her eyes glowed blue “ what the hell are you?” she adjusted the question “Malia this is Y/N, Y/N this is Malia, Kira, Mason, Corey, Liam, Hayden, Isaac, you know Derek, Allison, Lydia you met, Im Stiles and this is our alpha Scott, not preasent are Jackson, Peter, Theo, and Parrish.” Stiles pointed at each person, and stated their names. Heavy Chemosignals gave me a hint at each others ties. I raised my hand to wave ackwardly “ Hello” I shuffled in my spot now at the center of a circle of people. “ where are you from your voice sounds weird?”-Liam “Oh my gosh your eyes are purple!”-Hayden “why are you wearing Stiles clothes”-Malia “ How old are you?”- Mason “wow your hair is so long”- Corey “guys your freaking her out”- Derek “But seriously answer those questions”- Stiles holy fucken shit “um well I was born in Scotland, on the Isle of Skye. ehhhhumm my eyes turned lavender when I… when my …. Aunt … who raised me died. I dont know how old I am,” I answered as best I could Leaving out the eating of human flesh. “ wait how do you not know how old you are? ” Mason held up his hands and shook his head confused. “ um well I never really kept track of the years after I turned 100 that would have been around the time Pharaoh Khufu built his tomb.” I tried to concentrait on the significant events in my youth but many I knew were never recorded through history… “Khufu? who the hell is Khufu?” Isaac looked around for answers “ Khufu is the King of Egypt who commissioned the building of the Pyrimd of Giza” Lydia was staring at you with shock in her eyes “ that was approximately 6000 years ago” Lydia wispered to herself but everyone heard and everyone stared at me. “ How can you be 6000 years old?” Corey asked the question everyone was thinking, I held up my hands palms up and shrugged my shoulders “ It just sorta happend” that was my honest answer, I had no idea how I cheated death I just did. “ Can you help me with my History homework?” Liam made a joke to ease the tension and I let out a nervious laugh. “Ive done enough homework in my time I was just lucky Plato didnt believe in homework” I laught at the fond memory “ hold up Plato? as in the Greek god?” Scott looked at me like I was crazy and I just laughed at him “ No, Plato as in the Greek philosopher” I smiled at him apologetically “ Plato was my first teacher, Ive attended many collages since but none compare to Plato.” everyone was still processing your age and not listening, you could smell pizza in the fridge “ Is anyone going to eat the leftover pizza in the fridge? or can I just order pizza? Fuck I left my phone in my bag!” I smacked my forehead with the palm of my hand frustrated at myself. “ You have a cell phone? ” Derek looked at you like you were his grandma “ Yes I have a cell phone, and a GED and a drivers license and a Debit card and a car” You started listing off the things that they would think you lacked. “ we have your bag.. we didnt look through it I swear” Scott handed you the nike back pack with most of your belongings in it. “ well .. you didnt look through it Scott but I may have” Stiles came clean even though I knew he had been through it his scent was inside my bag. I just laughed and shook my head and decided to be witty “ Kids these days ” I laughed a little to hard at my own joke. I dug around in the back pack and produced my phone “ why do you need a phone anyway?” someone asked “ the internet is the best thing to happen to the human and supernatural race” I smirked at my phone screen lighing up “ you literaly have no contacts in your phone” Stiles announced to everyone making your face heat up “ how did you know my pin?” your eyes met honey brown ones and you couldnt look away, something strange came over you and you felt like you would do anything Stiles said, without hesitation …. Oh yeah you Imprinted on him… you would die for him, I heard of Imprinting and to loose the object of imprinting is described as the most pain ever, so excruciating it drives one to suicide. Stiles’ words brought you back from the depths of his eyes “ I um looked at the smudges on your screen” l looked around at everyone surrounding me, probably the most people since the dark ages that knew what you were. It made you feel good, like maybe you had a chance to be apart of a pack, maybe. “how’d you know there was pizza in the fridge?” Scott held up a ziplock bag of pizza I smiled and took the cold pizza from him “ my sense of smell was heightened when…” I stopped myself taking this moment to shove the pizza in my mouth “ when what ” Stiles looked at me expectantly he suddenly seemed so familiar like I had met him before, I sat down at the kitchen table. “ when my eyes changed color” I spoke with my mouth half full “ when did your eyes change color?” Derek crossed his arms and furowed his eyebrows, I remembered the day perfectly it still hurt to think about “ when I was 20” I took another bite of pizza to excuse myself from talking. “ what color were your eyes before?” Hayden sat down across from me “ red” I polished off the rest of the pizza but I was still hungry “ I ment your human eye color” Hayden laughed “red” I repeated sitting back in the wooden chair. everyone looked confused “ Im an alpha, and my alpha power was so strong it made it impossible for me to stop the color from showing, also I was very young and not in control” my stomach grumbled “ so you dont know what your real eye color is?” Hayden looked sad for you but this was such a dumb thing to focus on. You laughed and shook your head looking down at the floor “ Im over 6000 years old and these are the questions you ask me” everyone looked like they had a realization. “Whats the coolest thing you’ve seen” Isaac tilted his head to the side and looked at you. You thought for a moment “ Probably have to be the Fairy pools before the Fairys were extinct, the Fairys were beautiful little entitys anything they touched they enchanted they couldnt help it pebbles would float freely in the air and randomly drop when the enchantment wore off. they would dance on the surface of the pools and the water would float through the air like there was no gravity, the flowers they touched glowed vibrant colors, It was beautiful, but then they were gone. You see fairies were used by the humans to kill supernatural creatures fairy blood was poison to every living thing” your heart hurt that these kids would never experience this kind of beauty “ C-can I see?” Scott approached you his hand out streched claws at the ready, a stray tear rolled down your cheek. I noded and turned so my neck was exposed to him. I was calm and when Scott sunk his claws in me I remained calm. I greeted Scott in my mind then I showed him everything, My mother, My aunt, the Fairies, Stone henge, the Phoenix, the Eiffel tower, Eygpt, my father, all the people I met all the things I had done. When Scott broke the bond everyone except Stiles was gone. Stiles had his head on the table a small puddle of drool formed by his face. “You’ve been through a lot, my life doesnt look that bad now” Scott and I laughed “please dont tell Stiles, or anyone I know what I did was wrong and Ill never do it again” I begged Scott “ Y/N , Its ok you never killed anyone innocent, besides I probably couldnt if I wanted to, you are definately a much stronger alpha than me" I frowned at him “ I killed my mother Scott” Scott looked at me narrowing his eyes then scoffing and shaking his head “ You didnt do it on purpose you were only a child” he gave me a genuine smile and hugged me. slowly I hugged him back, this is the person who will know me the best probably ever. Scott left me alone with Stiles knowing it was the safest place for him. And the best choice for me to stay. I was fully rested and not tired at all it was about 3 am. I picked up Stiles cradling him in my arms I carried him upstairs to his room. I laid Stiles down on his bed and pulled his comforter over him. Like a mom I looked back at him and switched off his bedroom light and closed the door. I headed down stairs to find something to do. I made my way quietly around the house, cleaning up. I started some laundry, emptied the dish washer swept up. By the time the house was in perfect order it was 3:45 am. I sighed leting out a little frustraited groan. I found the door to the garage, maybe there was something for me to clean out here. I pulled open the door and there it was a classic 1980 CJ5. I ran my hand over the blue paint remembering the last time I had touched one. The last time you rode In a Jeep: Napalm filled the air around my squad. “ Sergeant! we need cover!” one of my solders called out “ Shut the fuck up, get down and stay put!” I barked at my solders as I sprinted ahead of where we needed to be. We had been on foot for 7 weeks and completely exhaused. All gunfire was directed at me, I scaled a tree in record time throwing the charlie positoned there to the ground. I positoned myself now able to see all the Dac Cong targeting my men, one bullet each was all it took. The fireing ceased. I hopped down and trudged back to my squad of 7 men. These men knew me as Sargent Noah O'Mally, my hair was buzzed and my breasts hidden under my uniform I kept as dirty as I could to seem more manly. “ Brumly that is not the spot you were in when I left” a short stocky brown haired boy scowled at me and I laughed “ We keep moving” I directed the boys forward. My squad was made of Oliver ‘Brah’ Brumly, Eugene ‘Gene’ Friemuth, Justin ‘Farmer’ Young, Elias ‘Stiles’ Stilinski, Anthony ‘Tony’ Peirce, Wayne ‘Wiener’ Fox and James ‘Jimmy’ Thornton. The men called me Ma'am, I was the only Sergent who found it humorus, so I was the only Seargent called Ma'am. Every single one of my men made it out of that hell hole. When the war ended we radioed our positon and a chopper took us out of combat. Then from the landing they put us in a Jeep to bring us back to base. Before any Jeep left the country I was in charge of checking for bombs and maintanence.

I hadent realised what I was doing until my eyes settled on a nightmare of ducktape. I had opened the hood and was met by a sad excuse for a motor. “ well I have all morning” and I got to work. About 11O'clock I had most of the motor and transmission taken apart and put back together and back in the jeep with new components and peices, I was just finishing up puting on a new cold air intake when the garage door opened “ Im telling you Scott shes not here and all her stuff is here!” I tightened the last nut and looked up at Stiles his face was shocked. I put the socket and wrench back in the tool box and shut the hood “keys?” I looked at Stiles and held out my hand expectantly. Insted of tossing me the keys he licked his lips angrly and stomped like a child over to the drivers side of the jeep and flung open the door, the jeep started on the first turn over and purred to life. Siles looked suprised and absolutly shocked. I smirked at him and started walking to the door. Stiles flew out of the jeep and whipped open the hood his eyes darted around the motor in disbelif. I wandered into the house and flopped down onto the couch and closed my eyes. I felt Stiles enter the room “uhhuhh um th-thank you ” I peeked one eye open to look at him “for what?” I closed my eyes and began to roll off the couch turning into my tiger and landing on all fours “whoa that was cool um thank you for fixing the jeep… ” I padded towards him purring I rubbed aginst his leg like a cat Stiles reached down and scrached my head like a pet and suprisingly it felt good. He pet me for a few more minutes, the front door opened and Stiles Father walked into the house. The sheriff dropped his keys “ Stiles” Stiles head whipped around “Dad! uh this is Y/N ” the sheriff backed up against the front door. I yawned and patted towards the sheriff and mid stride I shifted to human and held out my hand “ Hello sir Im Y/N” I flashed him my purple eyes and he took my hand “Noah” he limply shook my hand “ and you are what?” Noah added I held back my laugh “ Im a weretiger hybrid” the sheriff was still up against the front door “Dad its ok shes friendly” Stiles joked. “She fixed the Jeep” he added and the sheriff seemed to calm down “Really? where did you learn about fixing cars?” Noah stepped away from the door “ I learned about fixing Jeeps in Vietnam” Noah had just picked up his keys and redropped them “ In what” Noahs eyes crinkled “ Dad, um Y/N is over 6,000 years old” Stiles picked up the keys and placed them on the kitchen table. “ Stiles can I talk to you alone?” the sheriff pulled stiles down the hallway and I took that as my que. I hopped out the front door and started walking down the street. I slung my back pack over my shoulder sniffing the air a thought entered my mind randomly just a name Im not sure why but just the name Claudia was all I could think.

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AllFerretsFishGuinea Pigs : Created by Kathryn Newman in 1996, we pioneered in-home dog training in the Twin Cities. From puppy training & Good Manners in the home to national consulting & regular, featured appearances on KARE-11 TV, Kathryn and her talented team have grown Augusta to four Twin Cities locations to include doggy daycare, overnight care, dog training classes and professional grooming. Beds & Furniture Bowls & Feeders Cleaning Supplies Clothing & Shoes Collars, Harnesses & Leashes Crates, Gates & Containment Although house training a puppy can be hard work and tiring – be patient and consistent, and all your efforts should pay off! Gifting Information One of the first things most new dog owners want is to quickly and effectively potty train their dogs. View what you’ll need for the course (PDF). 71 46 come My new pup will be traveling with me soon and I don’t think the dog-friendly hotel has a dog door (that’s a bit too friendly). I’d better get going with Housetraining 101, rather than letting my dog door allow me take the lazy way out. And, as an adjunct to the basic training, I’ll be teaching my new pup to ring a “Hey, I gotta go!” bell. It’s pretty simple to train a dog to ring a bell (I think of this as a call for room service) and in terms of my learned response (jump up and attend to her), I’m a pretty quick study. (For instructions on teaching a dog to ring a bell on the door, see “Target-Train Your Dog to Ring A Doorbell”.) Register a Litter Dog Training Shirlee Kalstone • Never punish the pup for housetraining “mistakes” – scolding has dire consequences. How to Stop Your Puppy Pulling: Perfect Loose Leash Walking First aid Screen Reader: Supported By Lori Chamberland on 11/02/2017 My Sweet Puppy says the MidWest Life Stages crate offers maximum visibility and ventilation while also being lightweight and easy to store or transport. The Wirecutter gives this crate its Runner-Up award, while Canine Journal recommends it for training. Jump up ^ Dunbar, Ian. “Sirius Dog Training”. Retrieved 30 November 2012. Make a Vehicle Donation NaturVet Quiet Moments Calming Aid Dog Soft Chews, 180 count Donate to Wikipedia If you’re calm, your puppy will be less excitable. And please, no yelling — your puppy is just a baby. Remember, you are teaching your pup how to do things correctly because it does not know any better, the poor thing. Dogs open New Dog Owner’s Guide Storm sale Step 5: Learn From The Diary To Refine Your Schedule Would you like to report this content as inappropriate? Click here GET THE LATEST SAVINGS & NEWS Jump up ^ Ancheta, Tony. “Koehler Dog Training”. Retrieved 2 December 2012. Search Care & Health • Put your puppy on a regular and timely feeding schedule – in/out clockwork. J9’s K9 Courier Tips and Tricks for Leash Training Officials said the officer interviewed the trainer, staff and a manager, who said the dog in the video was getting the “alpha training” for being really aggressive. Don’t forget to reward him with praise, special treats, play, or walks for doing his business outdoors! WebMD Magazine Bear Bear’s Blog Show More Whippet More From A Dog Lover’s Handbook Sponsor Opportunities Belgian Tervuren Schipperke If he’s about to jump up to join you, tug sideways and ignore him until he sits quietly on the floor. Sport VetBabble is a pet care site ran by veterinarians to babble facts and opinions for everyone and everything. We enjoy helping animals and technology and want to combine both to give readers and pet lovers a place to share our enjoyment and make lives better for everyone. Personal Development 3.4 Animal services decided the trainer’s behavior in the video didn’t rise to the level of animal cruelty and the case was closed. © 2018 Four Paws Inc. All Rights Reserved. Purebred Dogs  Buy Now Bark at the Park Cheezie Chews The important thing to remember is by the time your dog is relieving himself on your floor, your opportunity for a successful potty break outside has passed. Insuring you’re doing your part in helping your dog succeed is the most important aspect of housetraining. That’s one tough lady who never gave up.What was this perv even doing walking the streets after so many prior sexual attacks? © Depositphotos.com / AOosthuizen Remember that puppies don’t have good bladder or sphincter control yet, and excitement can make them need to pee or poop. Take your puppy out to potty after 15 to 20 minutes of play, as well as after every meal. A potty run should be the first thing you do with him in the morning and the last thing you do with him at night. What is the best way to potty train a puppy in winter? As soon as the poop/pee is complete, immediately praise him, quickly give him several treats and then play. International Editions: 20 This is very unfair on your puppy and it will destroy the crates power as a house training tool if they lose the instinct to keep it clean. Malaysia MY Current News A: Please please email customer service at (customerservice@thegreatcourses.com) or call our customer service team at 1-800-832-2412 for assistance. They have the ability to update the email address so you can put in your correct account. Nutrience Hi I have a shitzu pup she is 16weeks old….I have read all your articles about potty training.I have been trying very hard with this and days she does good and other days she’s bad.Like today for instance..we went out at 9am and was out there til 1pm she peed twice but never pooped till 4pm in house on peepee pad.I have put these pads where she has gone before in my kitchen. I have to get that cleaner natures Miracle sounds great.Today wasnt an ordinary day..usually the pup eats in the am and about an hour later poops and usually after dinner she poops too..but not today she is quite off her normal schedule.And the other problem I have her ..I would like to know how to get her to stop barking when I leave her and she continually bites and chews when petted.Have any ideas would be truly appreciated.I do crate her but she hasnt been in crate too much lately cus I have been home from an operation…she use to be on a tight schedule…will this be bad for her when I go back to work..and what should I do to get her use to it again.Thankyou, Book Online Did you know there are five kinds of barking? Professor Donaldson examines the various reasons dogs bark and provides suggestions to train your dog out of this behavior. She also explains why this is one of the more frustrating areas to train, but by understanding the motivation for barking and applying consistent methods, you can more effectively and efficiently learn to work with ways to stop it. x …even housebreaking! April 15, 2018 SUBSCRIBE (Left) Lifestyle The Studio Most Popular Articles chewing (the wrong things) July 27, 2018 Schedule 3. Get started Dog Psychology Heartworms and Worms 2.0 out of 5 starsCute little tricks territorialism Menu Tom and Curley When you remember these basic instructions, it will enable you to set the right course from the get-go. This way, you’ll be sure always to stay on track on how to potty train your puppy, even when there are accidents and setbacks. Exercise & Toys for Birds PetLock See 11 Top Tips for Great Puppy Recall. Start early and be consistent. You should start disciplining your puppy as soon as you bring it home. Puppies learn quickly and should be shown what behavior is unacceptable in your house. This also means that you must be consistent when responding to bad behavior. If not, your puppy will be confused, making it harder to prevent the bad behavior.[1] 3.9 out of 5 stars 72 More For Dogs Share This Story, Choose Your Platform!

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fbq('track', 'ViewContent', content_ids: 'dogtraining.dknol', ); Play specialized games to build reliability The best way to do this is to include it in your vocabulary lessons and your respect lessons. If you teach words and respect properly, acceptance of being handled will come naturally – they go “hand-in-hand”, so to speak! Check your puppy’s tail – it should be wagging. Is your puppy comfortable? Does he like the trainer? Here’s the trick to a clean poo pickup… turn the bag inside out, place your hand inside and grab the poo. Fold the sides of the bag up around the poo, turning it right side out, and tie the bag tightly. That wasn’t so bad, was it? POTTY TRAINING FOR PUPPIES Complete Guide: How to potty train your puppy in just 7 days A STEP-BY-STEP program so your pup will understand you! (potty train puppy, puppy training potty, potty train) Dog Breeds Training (7) Link a “call” to a “reward.” Mental Health Experts recommend confining the puppy to a defined space, whether that means in a crate, in a room, or on a leash. As your puppy learns that he needs to go outside to do his business, you can gradually give him more freedom to roam about the house. For example…. brushing, bathing, clipping nails, cleaning teeth, giving a pill, putting on a collar or harness. So pick a command like ‘toilet time‘ that you will only use when you’re taking them to the bathroom and you will not allow them to do anything else. Share your thoughts with other customers 4 Housetraining Ground Rules March 24, 2018 at 3:26 pm Catcher doing an NW3 Nose Work vehicle search If you can’t keep your eye on her, she should be crated (such as at night, when you are gone, etc.). Luke Kountz Is a Christmas Puppy a Good Idea? Pocket Beagle How to potty train your puppy if you work full time – method 2 Tropical Carnival August is… The idea is to test your Dog to see how he responds in an environment which is new to him. Set-up a situation where you are in control of the environment and your Dog. What You Should Do Between Scheduled Bathroom Breaks Good luck…let me know how you get on! Sign Up & Save puppy training tips for kids | Puppy Training Session: Stop Running Away and Stopping Other Unwanted Habits puppy training tips for kids | How to Train your Puppy to Stop Biting puppy training tips for kids | 6 Dog Training Questions YOU Probably Don’t Know the Answer to… Legal | Sitemap

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Easy Food Swaps

These are just some simple food swaps that you can make to eat cleaner, but still have the foods you love. 

1. Swap yogurt to greek yogurt. Greek yogurt has more protein and active cultures that are essential for your gut, and less sugar. I recommend the Siggis brand.

2. Swap pasta and rice for veggies. There is a nifty little kitchen appliance called a spiralizer that can transform carrots, broccoli, zucchini, and many other vegetables into the form of pasta. It gets you far more nutrience, with half the calories. Secondly you can chop or blend cauliflower into the shape and texture of rice, and the same rule applies; more nutrince, less empty carbs.

3. Swap cows milk for coconut, almond, or cashew milk. Most adults have some level of lactose intolerance and their bodies would digest alternative milk much better. Coconut milk is the best option because it is environmental, it grows on it’s own and uses little resources; unlike almond and cashew milk, which both use massive amounts of water to grow. 

4. swap any metal or iron pans out for a non-stick pan ( If you cannot find a chemical free non-stick pan, do not use this swap). This little trick means anything you cook on the stove no longer requires that extra butter or oil. Butter in general should be avoided, it’s a completely empty condiment. Oil is much better, it has nutritional value, and some oils have a good variance of vitamins and minerals. However, using it as a cooking aid instead of using it for conscious flavor in the food isn’t recommended and eliminated by using a non-stick pan. 

5. Last but not least; this is actually my favorite one; swap avocado for mayo. Mayonnaise is another one of those empty condiments that have no value. Avocado on the other hand is probably one of the healthiest nutrient filled foods out there. Avocado when blended or mashed can transform into a texture of silky creaminess, and it has a sweet, nutty flavor.( I know avocado is a pricy fruit, so another alternative would be a mild hummus.)

Note: Always strive to eat non-GMO, organic, local food and produce. I understand that this may not be an option for everyone, and my advice is to never be discouraged; no matter how small the steps you can make towards having a clean healthy diet are, they will still have a big impact.