#beardy gifs the outsiders

[thorinsbeard]

Movie Gif Challenge: A movie based off a book: The Outsiders(1983)

[farfrompleasant]

Hey fwen, happy Freyja Friday!

How's it going with my god-beardie? It's been a minute! Is miss thing continuing her no shed streak? What are we eating lately? I read that excessive shedding in adulthood can be related to diet! Which is wild to me, but also, like, how it is with humans, right??

And you? How's school going? Are we looking at any new reptiles lately for the fun of going down the rabbit hole 😊 I regret that I have not been researching any lizards for fun, I should rectify that. My niece did find a snake hole while we were hiking in Utah and she found a piece of shed for me, which I kept.

All's well on our front. Lizzie loves Nova now, and they sleep face to face like lovestruck idiots

The rest of the cast? Brodie and Issa happy campers lately? I missed y'all ❤️

OmgOMG Heyyy fran♡

It's been a while because of school and work but I have good things to say about our Freyby c: Miss Girl is gaining weight! And she hasn't been shedding, so it's been roughly 5-6 weeks with there being no shed... I think you're right; Freyja's been sticking to bugs and worms as of late and I also suspect that she's going through a sort of brumation.

Think of it as hibernation, but for reptiles. She's been less active, sleeping more (and she's already lazy...) Freyja's also eating a lot less, which has me thinking that she'll be like this as it's getting colder.

School's going well c: I just took a few midterms and I felt like I did a good job at retaining enough info to pass. But ugh! I forgot how stressful and baleful the entire process can be, not to mention it was super time consuming.

Have I been looking into other reptiles?! You know me too well 🤭 I've been (superficially) looking at dessert rain frogs, and rygihvkew they're super cute and round 🥹 I want to get one so bad, but I don't like how they burrow in filth so idk how that will work... maybe I'll just admire from afar; I mean I watch videos of them to relieve my stress when I'm away from Freyja-pooh

I don't really have any recommendations for you but I'm sure you'll find something interesting forsures c:

Okay but why are they so cuuuute and poetic at the same time?! Seeing Lizzie and Nova gave me the same satisfaction of reading a book with the enemies to lovers trope 🤣🤣🤣 Nova's gotten so big Fran... she looks as though she's much larger than Miss Lizzie

Issa and Brodie are doing well, I'm hoping to take them out a bit more before it really gets chilly. There's been a light drizzle in these parts, and they get really fussy about the weather while also wanting to go out... I guess that's the only pain other than not having much time to take them out. But they have been enjoying aroma therapy with me, I love love love having scented candles lit when I'm finishing up with school work and they seem to love that too c: I guess that's how we've been bonding as of late lol

I missed you too, very much ❤️

I have an assortment of gifs made especially for you, hope you love these ♡

🥺🥰🥺🥰🥺 F r e y b y G i r l 🥺🥰🥺🥰🥺

[littlelioncub43]

A soft Andy thought for you, sweet K…

Andy is a total koala clinger in his sleep. And if you wake up before him and try to sneak out of bed, he’ll legit whine and hold you captive via cuddles and beardy kisses 🥺😭❤️

Ah! Sweet Siri! You are an angel 🥺🤧💖

Of course he's a koala bear sleeper. He has "my love language is physical touch" across that pretty forehead of his.

I dedicate this to you @stargazingfangirl18 💖🌟

You rub your eyes slowly as consciousness crawls through your sleepy frame. The sun hadn't risen yet, but there was that ethereal glow of morning just outside your bedroom window. The room around you was still dark but the low light of impending daytime gave you just enough visibility to make out the nightstand, your lamp, and the rest of the room.

The gentle weight around you shifted closer on instinct, his soft puffs of air told you that he was about to wake up. Andy was usually a light sleeper, but you'd managed to wring him out the night before so he slept solid like a rock. The hairy arm that was slung across your waist tightened its hold when you tried to shift towards the edge of the bed.

"Mm," he whined groggily before pulling you back to your original position: your back plastered to his bare chest and your naked limbs tangled under the duvet. You huffed tiredly and tried again, succeeding in making it to your side of the king sized bed. Victory celebrations were cut short when you felt the heat of Andy's body following you.

"Andyyyyy," you sighed sleepily as he wrapped himself around you once more, a playful yet tired smile on his face.

"Y'just keep moving around, honey, not my fault," he rasped before tucking his face into the crook of your neck, placating you with a handful of slow kisses. The tickle of his beard along the slope of your throat always made you moan, it was his secret weapon. He'd give you those kisses just so you'd give him what he wants, and right now, he just wants to rest.

And how could you deny him?

[honey-baby-blossom]

Nocturnal Animals - bruce wayne

part one | part two

summary | Dottie Murphy tries to survive the midnight hour working the diner on the corner while Bruce Wayne speeds through the shadows, both oblivious to the darkness that lurks just out of reach

warnings | gore, traumatic events, threatening language, mentions of violence, men being The Worst

word count | 1.4k

notes | i have seen The Batman four times and I have tickets to see it again this week. let me scream into the void please and thank you

Dottie’s feet felt numb as she leaned against the dirty kitchen counter behind her. The red neon lights of the sign outside sparkled against the rain-soaked windows across from her. The old man who she fondly called Beardy (because of the long, scraggly black beard hanging from his face) was in his usual seat in the corner, newspaper page in one hand with the chipped mug of old coffee in the other. Nights like these she considered perfect, at least for working.  

The graveyard shift in any diner was always filled with surprises, but in Gotham City, surprises (good ones at least) were few and far between. She’d gotten better at handling the poor punks looking for extra cash and the dropheads itching for another hit. Now after handling a visit from the wanted serial killer who loved puzzles and a city leveling flood, Dottie considered herself lucky to still be standing.  

She was lucky in a lot of ways. Always have been. Always getting the green light just in time, never forgetting her umbrella when it happens to rain (which was often in a city like this). Her father called her rabbit as a kid, bringing her along on jobs as his lucky charm.  

She wasn’t so sure it was luck anymore, though. Anything good that happened to her now could be attributed to hard work and a friendly smile, gaining people’s trust to cut her some slack now and then. Or maybe it was just good karma from the universe, acknowledging that she’d had it hard enough already.  

The door pushed open suddenly, knocking against the rusty bell hanging above it. Dottie looked up and stood a little straighter, glad to have something to do.  

Someone new. A trucker maybe. A poor soul passing through on the way to the industrial side of the city. He looked tired, but not in the present way, like existence never gave him a break. She let out a soft sigh; she knew how that felt.  

“How ya doin?” she asked, keeping her voice gentle in the dark hours of the night. He let out a quiet grunt and took a seat at the bar. She set a napkin and silverware in front of him and slipped her notepad out from the pocket of her dress. “Coffee?” 

“Black. And a uh...” he frowned down at the laminated menu next to him, “slice of apple pie. Cold.” 

She nodded and finished scribbling the order on the pad before turning to grab the items, mentally calculating the cost as she picked up the coffee pot.  

These were the kinds of customers she got most often, old tubby guys needing a midnight pick-me-up and something sweet to wash it down easily. She liked the stories, and they liked the young lady in the tight little outfit.  

She slid the plate and the mug onto the counter along with the insignificant bill before retreating back to her corner to lean and stare out the glossy windows facing the street. There was a small lull of silence as the radio transitioned from one song to the next but was quickly filled by fleeting sirens and the splashing of tires along puddles lining the streets. She glanced at the clock on the wall. Almost one am, just five more hours before the morning shift would take over.  

Dottie liked having the time to think at a job like this. Somehow, with enough practice, she’d stopped getting bored without the conversations and weekly robberies. She planned the rest of her day, her budget for the week, her outfit for tomorrow. It was comforting to be given seemingly endless time to plan, but as she looked up again towards the clock on the wall, she realized how much she had suddenly lost. Two am.  

Must have drifted off, she thought, shaking off the tiredness.

Beardy had left at some point, dropping a wadded up twenty on the counter across from her. The man had stayed, which wasn’t too surprising. The surprise was the new stranger in the booth against the farthest wall. Thunder cracked outside as the storm quickened and he looked up at her, eyes glossy and unfocused.  

“Sorry, Hun. Didn’t see you before,” she said, grabbing a laminated menu and striding over to him. Her head turned to make eye contact with the man at the counter as she passed, but the sight sent the floor out from under her feet in sudden horror.  

He was still. Almost too still. Like he had been coated in marble and granite. But not limp; he still sat up in his chair as if nothing had changed. The change was his eyes. Empty, hollow, dripping. Blood mixed with a clear substance that streaked down his cheeks.  

She felt the air rush out from her lungs as she fell back, slamming against the cold metal refrigerator. Her eyes couldn’t get away from his, or at least what he had left of them. The bile rose up in her throat and her shaky hand flew to her mouth to hold it all inside.  

“I was wondering when you’d notice,” a thin, soft voice said in the silence. She felt relief when tears started to blur her vision. She tried not to blink, which only made the tears build further. 

“He’s not dead if that’s what you’re afraid of. But he’ll wake up soon, so we should probably hurry,” the voice continued. She finally tore her gaze away from the horror above and over to the pale stranger in the booth.  

It was hard to be certain with how hazy her own vision was becoming through the tears, but she could almost make out his wide, toothy smile as he stared back at her.  

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Bruce had given up on trying to stay dry long before he spent his nights treading through the shadows. Gotham City was constantly living in a thick fog, misty and covered in dew even when the sun decided to shine. As a child, Bruce imagined living somewhere dry and warm. Somewhere west where history and life were forever imprinted onto the Earth instead of being washed away with every burst of rain. But now, the rain was comforting. It sealed him away as a ghost on the street, every trace of him erased down the metal grates embedded into the asphalt.  

His soaking wet clothes weighed him down as he sped through the street on his bike, each bead of rain sharp in his vision. It was a quiet night. It’s been quiet ever since the flood. Gangs were scrambling to regroup, enough aid was dispersed that the regular muggers could finally take the night off, and every maniac itching to follow the same path as the Riddler and his even worse predecessor was suddenly faced with the new consequence of having Vengeance on their heels.  

Gotham was unique in its geography in the sense that it wasn’t just one city, one piece of land, united together by blocks and streetlights. It was several islands all connected by centuries old bridges, boroughs, and districts. Bruce tended to frequent the parts of the city that needed him the most. Park Row, Port Adams, anywhere overpopulated and under resourced. His paroles would start on one end of an island, crisscross through the city, then stop when he reached the other end just to skip to the next little island over with its own fresh sins. 

It took him twenty-six minutes to cross Miagani tonight- a personal record that Bruce would make sure to track in his journal later. His bike rumbled and slowed as the coast came into view. The rain swirled and roared in his ears, mixing with the rush of the ocean against sharp rocks below. It grew louder still as he tugged his helmet off, letting the rain wash over his sweat-soaked hair.  

Bruce let himself feel the water dripping across his skin, imagining it washing off the years of bruises and violence and pain. For a quick second, the entire sky lit up, just for the crackboom of thunder to follow almost immediately. Out of the corner of his eye, he finally spotted the yellow-tinted signal against the storm clouds. 

[multifandom-world8]

SECRET OBSESSION-CHAPTER 5

We had a few more days in London before we fly to San Diego for the comic con.

Henry texted me that he wants to take me to breakfast and that whenever I’m ready he’s waiting at the lobby.

I put on a wintry outfit since and it was a bit chilly outside and left my room.

“Good morning love” Henry smiled when he saw me “good morning” I smile and kiss his cheek.

He took me to a restaurant called

‘Victory garden cafe’, it was style like an old Greek place, vintage.

“Good morning and welcome Mr.cavill and Ms.heard follow me”

The hostess said as she gestured us to follow her causing me to frown

“I’m a regular here” Henry shrugged

and I chuckled.

After we both ordered our food we shared some experiences from past movies we filmed.

That is until my dog sitter called

“Oh I've gif to take that one in sorry” I quickly apologized to Henry Henry before I picked up

“Lea, is everything alright?” I asked her

“She has stomach aches y/n what do I do?” Lea asked me in a panicked tone

“Okay give her the special dog food and rub her belly until it passes, she’s joining me soon tell her that she’ll calm down” I instructed her “okay I’ll keep you updated on her condition” Lea said before she hung up.

“You have a dog?” Henry asked me

“Yes, a Siberian husky, her name is Isabel but I call her Izzy all the time” I smile as I show him a picture of me and her that’s also my Lock Screen.

“She’s so beautiful, almost as big as my dog” Henry chuckled

“Yeah Kal is HUGE” I chuckled too

“He’s coming to San Diego too, maybe they’ll keep each other company” henry suggested

“Sounds good but can your dog sitter handle both of them? Because I won’t have mine” I chuckled

“Yeah that’s no problem” Henry shrugged.

We both enjoyed an amazing breakfast before we went to have a little tour. Henry was here before so he took me to all of the beautiful and time-worthy places.

Back at the hotel, I thanked him for the amazing tour and we had dinner together too before going to sleep.

The next few days we spent by interviewing local news and signing autographs before we finally headed to San Diego for the comic con.

I was beyond excited to fly to San Diego, not only because it’s my first time there, but also because it’s my first comic con.

When we landed at the airport I saw Lea with Isabel, my dog,

And immediately ran to her, not caring than I just abandoned Henry with my suitcase.

“Oh I missed you so much” I hugged Isabel tight While she licked my face “did she behave?”

I asked lea

“She was amazing as usual. But she got a stomach ache again on the way here so I stopped giving her her sweets for a while” Lea said as she handed me Isabel’s bag

“Thank you so much, Lea, enjoy your vacation” I hugged her and when we broke she ran to her gate to catch her flight.

“She’s so cute” Henry said once he catches up to us

“Omg hen I’m so sorry I abandoned you with my stuff” I apologize

“It’s alright I would’ve done the same for Kal” Henry chuckled

“Well then you’d have to kiss your suitcase goodbye because not all of us have crazy muscles as you do”

Isabel licked my face again before she ran and started jumping on Henry, trying to get to his face

“Traitor” I muttered and Henry chuckled “she’s so cute” he said as let go of the suitcases and bent down to pet her.

Seeing Henry so sweet and caring with Isabel made my heart swell with happiness.

I no longer saw him as Henry that was had a dark side, but Henry the giant softy.

This time henry and I decided to share a room at the hotel with princess and Kal.

Kal was waiting for us at the lobby with Henry’s dog sitter and surprisingly, Isabel liked him immediately too.

The two just jumped around each other excitedly.

“They are so adorable!” Gal said as she joined Henry and I

“Just like their owners” Jason smirked

“Oh shush you” I blushed deeply.

Jason, gal and Henry kept talking about something while I noticed Ben glaring at me from the reception area.

“Hen I’ll be right back, keep an eye on her for me?” “Is everything okay?” He asked me “yeah yeah just need to talk to Ben for a second” I reassured him before I handed him Isabel’s leash.

“Okay, what’s with the glares? You’ve been giving me the stinky eye ever since we left London” I asked Ben

“Is everything a game to you?” He spat

“What are you talking about?” I frowned

“Did you use me to get a reaction from him? Huh? I thought you said he was mean to you and had a thing with amy” Ben growled

“Woah take a chill pill man. I was not using you, we went out for a drink, I thought it was a friendly hangout. And he wasn’t mean on purpose amy was blackmailing him” I explained even though I didn’t think I had to justify my actions to him.

“You’re lying. Amy may be crazy but she would never do such a thing” Ben scoffed

“she’s a class a psycho ben, You know what if you don’t believe me ask Henry I’m fed up with all of these accusations” I told him angrily before I stormed off back to henry.

“Hey what’s wrong?” Henry asked me once he noticed my angry expression

“I’m not in the mood to talk about it” I said as I felt tears threatening to fall.

I took my room key and went up to the room with Isabel and hugged her as I cried.

I guess I cried so hard because I didn’t hear Henry walk in until I felt Kal licking my cheek.

“Y/n please tell me what’s wrong”

Henry said as he sat next to me on the floor

“I’m so fed up with all the criticism” I sobbed

“What did Ben tell you?” Henry asked, a hit of anger in his tone

“He thought I was using him to provoke you, that I’m a liar” I whimpered.

Henry pulled me into a hug and brushed my hair with hands softly

“I’ll talk to him later, you’re amazing y/n, you saved me from Amy, I don’t know what I would do without you” he muttered and I felt myself smiling as I lean into him more.

“Thank you hen, I needed it”

“No problem love” he kissed my head.

We stayed like this a little more until it was time to get ready for an interview we had with all of the cast(except for Amy thank goodness).

I was seated between Henry and Jason, making me feel like a complete short ass next to these two giants.

“Guys welcome! So nice to see you all together. Are you feeling like a proper family?” Jamie, the interviewer asked us

“It’s like a family reunion every time you know” Ray chuckled

“So, like if you were a family, who’s got the worst habit?” Jamie asked

“I think Ezra” I said “I chew my nails a lot, and it’s apparently bad for your nails in a long term, is it really bad or is y/n just messing with me again?” Ezra asked

“I don’t think” Gal shook her head

“Jason has a habit of taking our clothes off all the time” Ben said and Jason raised his hand proudly while saying guilty making us all laugh

“Henry in this film has a habit of being dead so you’re gonna see him” ray shrugged “yeah I’m the dead uncle” “that’s right ” ray chuckled

“It’s nice to see the ghostly figure. Spotting some nice facial fluff” Jamie said, referring to Henry’s mustache

“He had it before” I said “really?”

“Yeah” Henry chuckled

“Well I wanted to talk to you about something and it’s beardy Batman” Jamie said as he looked at Ben

“Beardy Batman, yes. At the beginning of the movie you get to see bearded Batman which we haven’t done on screen before and uh I thought it was kind of cool and just so you know they added in the white streaks in the beard, those were not present before” Ben explained

“Well obviously with all of you in together you get to see your very cool costumes, was there any costume envy?” Jamie asked

“I was jealous of Gal’s costume because Unlike mine hers is not tight” I said causing her to laugh

“I could barely breath in it”

“Yeah I was kind of envious of ray because he didn’t have a costume” Ben said “I had an onesie, I was calm cool and collected. I did have a muscle suit that I wore sometimes with like the hoodie and sweatpants and I got the feel of what it's like to be them on a certain level. But I envy their costume because they actually exist you know?” Ray smiled

“What’s the costume like at the end of the day?” Jamie asked

“Sweaty” Ben and I said at the same time

“Smells like a foot” Ezra added

“Yeah even mine” ray chuckled

“Costume people on this movie earned their money” Ben said

“Re you guys ready for the world of the dc family? A few of us have done a few of these films now. They’re absolutely obsessed aren’t they?” Jamie asked

“Passionate for sure, I wouldn’t say obsessive but we all are we love our characters” I said and everyone nodded in agreement

“You’re doing these movies knowing there’s going to be expectations from the fans, they’re going to pay a lot of attention to the details and everything that comes out to the internet,even the minor nonsense turns into a big story” Ben explained

“Gal you tweeted yesterday and already have 46,000 likes “ Jamie said

“How much?” She gasped with a smile

“46,000 likes” Jamie said again

“look at her- how many likes?” I asked as I intimated Gal’s voice

Causing everyone to laugh

“I think that the fact that people care so much about these characters is pretty amazing because I think that there is this amazing device of universe that we can tell stories with and so many people are interested in hearing what we have to say. It’s an amazing thing and it’s not to be taken for granted and this is the reason why we keep on making these movies...because people care so much” Gal told Jamie

“Okay thank you guys so much for coming, it was fun” Jamie said and the interview was over.

Henry and I returned to the hotel to have dinner together before we headed to bed.

“You were quiet today during the interview” I told Henry “well most of the questions were not directed to me so but I did talk” Henry shrugged

“It was fun to be with all of the crew” I smiled

“I’m glad you had fun love, now rest up, we had a long day” Henry kissed my head before he turned off the light and we fell asleep.

A/n-I’m opening a tag list for my stories, comment if you’re interested to be in it!💕

[stuckonjbbarnes]

Party Like it’s Your Birthday

This is for @sweater-daddiesdumbdork​’s Birthday Celebration! Thank you for the gifs babe! I hope you enjoy the drabbles and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

I'm a sucker for a beardy Chris too! I would love some fluff with our beardy boy, as Steve.

You’ve had a long day at work. One of those long days where nothing seemed to be going right and just when you thought it would get better, it got so much worse. So when you got back to the apartment, you didn’t even bother looking for your fiancé. All you wanted was to take a hot shower, have a nap, eat copious amounts of junk food and somewhere in the mix, have a good cry.

But Steve knew that look, the “hell opened its gates and all the demons flew straight to me” but he also knew that leaving you alone to the thoughts raging in your head would end in disaster. So from the kitchen he threw down the dish rag, having spent his day off cleaning. Steve finds you already in the shower, so he backs out and heads for your shared closet.

When you finally slip out of the shower, you see a silky black dress; the one gown you’d never worn and had thought you stuffed in the back of the closet. Alongside it are a pair of heels and a note with Steve’s simple scrawl, Put this on and get dolled up. Meet me outside. Rolling your eyes, you do as instructed and before long you’re walking out towards the vehicles.

“C’mon princess. We’ve got a reservation to get to.” Steve grins, opening the door for you.

“What why? Steve I’m really not in the mood–

“It’s your birthday and I’ll be damned if I let you mope around our apartment. Now sit pretty and let me show you off.”

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And cause I love how you write Sam, I'm asking for a Sam to if you want to 😍

“Wanda no!” You giggle, sipping whatever drink your best friend had been ordering for you.

“It’s your birthday! We’re going to find you a man to go home with.” She rolls her eyes playfully at you.

“And by we?”

“She means me.” Sam walks up, smiling. The sight of him plus the amount of drinks that you’d now lost track of, have your cheeks heating.

“You’re not supposed to be here.” Wanda claims instead. “But since you are, help me find a willing victim for our girl. Everyone deserves a birthday booty call.”

“Well, go look for the poor sucker.” Sam jokes and you down your drink as she walks off.

“Happy birthday baby girl.” He pulls you in for a hug and you both linger or maybe it was just in your head.

Before you know it and after a couple obligatory “birthday shots” with Sam, you feel his hand in yours and you both make your way to the front entrance. Somewhere in the back of your head, you’re freaking out because Sam is the only man that has caught your eye and made you breathless in the last year and here he was, walking out of the bar with you.

“What about Wanda?” You hear yourself ask, remembering she was on a mission to look for a guy for you.

“I think she succeeded and called it a night.” Sam mutters and the two of you continue walking down the street.

“But she’s still inside..” Interrupting yourself, you look at your phone and see a missed text “See–

Obi-Wanda: Have fun with Sam ;) See you tomorrow...if you can walk.

“Everything okay?” Sam asks, watching you.

“Peachy.” You smile to yourself as you reach the apartment building. “Wanda is going to catch these hands. Would you like to come inside?”

“If you’re sure?” Sam asks politely and you know what he really means, as you gesture him to follow you. As you open the door to your apartment, you hear Sam continue almost imperceptibly, “...I told you she meant me.”

[thorinsbeard]

Beardy's Fave Movies: The Outsiders

[farfrompleasant]

Happy Freyja Friday (sorry, book club had me lagging on my Freyja asks 😅)

Okay, so, how did you get the upgrade to Person Allowed to Give Freyja Water??? That is an honor and a half!

Okay, and, metabolic bone disease?! What's up with that?! I'm scared 😱

So because she's cold-blooded she's not susceptible to a lot of the diseases that afflict warm-blooded animals/pets, that I do get... but what about poison? Like the ASPCA has a list of plants that are toxic to cats, dogs and horses but would they not affect Freyja due to differing metabolic processes?

How's the expansion of her list of tolerated/liked greens going?

Also are you going to take her outside for the Full Sun Experience???

Can Freyja eat corn 🥰

In recent news over here, Wallace knocked off a plate in an attempted murder of Abbie 😭

😂 Wallace had me cracking up! I laughed for approximately 2 minutes 😮‍💨

Happy Freyja Friday ✨🤗✨

It really is though! I’m not sure how but I think it’s a selective promotion? She allows me to give her water *sometimes.* This morning, I actually tried out a method that would make her drink water without her knowledge 😅 I knew it would work since it works when she’s not in the mood for greens!

(I had to get innovative! But it works lol)

Speaking of greens, her favorites would have to be Dandelion greens and Turnip greens; those are the only ones that she has enjoyed eating 😭 but she tolerates collard greens and mustard greens.

So Metabolic bone disease is the result of either neglect or just the lack of uvb (ultraviolet B) lighting that is super essential to the bone development in bearded dragons’ (if not other reptiles) rearing. It is also one of the main ailments for beardies, aside from respiratory illnesses and it is usually due to the poorest of husbandry. Thankfully Freyja has not had any issues with that, but she is not left unscathed by metabolic bone disease, it has left her with a slight disfigurement on the right side of her jaw. It’s barely noticeable. I am just happy that she is overall healthy, and that her breeder got her when they did…

Beardies are very much susceptible to toxins; she cannot eat onions, chives, avocado, mushrooms, garlic, leeks, spinach, rhubarb, and eggplants just to name a bunch…

I have not been too successful with taking her out… she really doesn’t like it but I can say that we’ve made little progress! She’s okay with me handling her on the porch and being out for 5 minutes max 😅 I’m sure she can be out longer but I don’t want to stress her too much… I get worried when her scales turn black.

This is a sign of distress and or fear.

[farfrompleasant]

Happy Freyja Friday!!!

So I remember reading that adult beardies shed only once or twice a year??? Poor Freyja she's so extra she's doing more than the other beardies 😭

Or maybe it's because she only does a part of body at a time? But since adult beardies shed due to wear and tear they don't need to do whole body like when they're growing right so that doesn't make a lot of sense either 🤔 what an enigma

Yeah, Everyone is over this heat wave 🥲 my ass has to go outside like five times a day to keep Nova from going potty in the house and I hate that for me lol

You're right monitors can be huge! I think because there's like a bunch of different species all in the monitor family, like isn't a komodo dragon also a monitor lizard???

Speaking of komodo dragons, sometimes I forget that reptiles are such an ancient species, it's so fascinating! Did you come across any cool bits in your research on monitors? Komodo dragons have venom in their saliva which is cool/gross/scary not necessarily in that order lol

Ya Lizzie is a drama queen because she's developed this thing over the years where she's possessive of me. Her vet actually straight up said she's resource-guarding me during a visit and asked me to step out 😭 (pre-pandemic times so it's been a thing with her for ages)

Can you cool Freyja down by giving her ice cubes in her water or bath? Freezing her treats? Is she okay in this dang heat!

So Heller and Wallace are not being the same about Nova in the house at all, Wallace will taunt Nova when she's in her crate minding her business, and Heller just cries for Wallace to not go downstairs because he's scared, just like when they first got home and weren't used to all the space and creatures in the space yet 🤷🏻‍♀️

She's pretty bad at catch

Omgg Happy Freyja Friday (x3) ?

I'm unsure, but I know that it's been a while huh 😅 I've thought of just sending you small blurbs of content just cause I missed sharing stuffs with you 🥺

Instead, I went cold turkey, especially since I haven't been taking many pictures of Miss Girl lol and if you must know, I've been a lot better since the last time we talked c:

Now, onto Freyja Friday! I'm sure you've had inquiries while I've been gone and I'm looking forward to hearing from my dear friend ❤️

Yeah... Freyja has to be a different breed because she sheds damn near every month-- she's shedding as we speak, actually. And my god, I'm sure eye shed is the most uncomfortable feeling along with nose shed and where she expels waste (idk what to really call it but I've been calling it her russy😭) I don't know... there will be multiple parts of her body simultaneously shedding, but yeah the process is not like that of a snake; there is no one full, swoop. I would love to know why is it that she sheds so much, but I'll have to settle to her being an enigma... a high maintenance one at that. Kidding! it's no biggie to me c: and to answer your question, she’s pretty lax in regards to these heat waves... I heard that beards (and maybe reptiles as a whole) cannot eat frozen foods or treats. I think by them being exoteric, they might not be able to digest cool/frozen goodies properly ://

BUT BUT! I have been taking her outside since my absence on here and👏🏾 let👏🏾 me👏🏾tell👏🏾you👏🏾 we have made some progress!! Miss Girl can be outside for five to ten minutes max as long as 

she’s handled (or cradled... she has scampered and clawed her way onto my torso!)

the sun is out or setting... she somewhat likes being out, despite the slight breeze

and as long as we avoid areas with large trees, she gets a tad wary once there’s shade and shaking leaves in the equation

but yeah... she’s learning to be okay with the outside world... one evening at a time c;

NOVAAAAAA! How is the baby-dog?! Is she potty trained by now or is it still just a concept for her? lolol I definitely feel your pain! My brother's dog is an old coot that isn't potty trained so uh... we mop at least twice a day... he's a menace! But I'm glad that you are able to take Nova out to potty!! I'm sure she's getting well acquainted with the living situation and appreciates you doing so too ❤️ I know I sure as heck would... it's way better than feeling guilty 🫣

THAT IS SO COOL, in that order too lol... I guess they have more in common with monitors than I thought c: Well now you reminded me that Komodo dragons are considered to be a type of monitor lizard c: and a few fun fact about monitors is that they have high intelligence, they don't blink but have great vision, and compared to majority of their species they tend to seek out human interaction and affection. Isn't that neat?! I thought it was... made me want to get one of each 🤩

Oh wow o_o sounds like Miss Lizzie is playing reverse momma bear! She said: ain’t no body attacking my human, periodt 😂 I find it to be very endearing as it really implicates that she cherishes you to the point of being protective and possessive 🥹 and I love her for that, even though it is not so much a good trait (human-wise).

No offense, at all really but LMFAOOOO not Heller being a literal scaredy cat! And my boy Wallace is out here being thee instigator/antagonizer!! Omg I love cats and their antics!! I’m so bummed that I'm super allergic because I want a black one, a girl too... I'd name her onyx 🥺 ANyways before I start longing for those creatures of death-- it sounds like it’s been a bit of a wild ride for you, as an onlooker, and Little Miss Nova but ugh that made my day!

I hope to surprise and or entertain you with the latest update! it’s really nice to be back c: here’s a handful of gifs I made with you in mind, friend! ♡

🥰✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*🥺Isn’t she lovely?🥺✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*🥰