#i love otter friend!!!!

[hopkei]

KeitoNatsu and their Otter

[little-pup-pip]

25 Days of Agere Moodboards! Day 14: A song that reminds me of regression!!

[siribunbun]

no thoughts, only monsieur neuvillette (and fontaine)

[ksksksrahrah]

[tanunigans]

Otter to the rescue to help Lullaby, the leader (dad) of the Cherry Blossom Smurfs relax.

They're pretty good at braiding hair. Meanwhile, the rest of the Swamp village is babysitting Lullaby's 321 kids in the background.

Otter and the Swamp Smurfs belong to me

Lullaby and the Cherry Blossom Smurfs belong to @luciddaydreamingworlds (with love. ♥)

[greenerteacups]

Do you think a patronus and an animagus need to be, or are likely to be, the same animal for a person?

Likely, yes; necessary, no. We know that patronuses can take forms it's not possible to become as an animagus, because Tonks's patronus becomes a werewolf after falling in love with Lupin. (I guess we don't rightly know you can't choose a werewolf as your animagus form, but the idea feels janky, like it's not reeeeeally what the magic system was conceived to do.)

My general philosophy of Patronuses gets explored a lot in an upcoming chapter, but the TLDR is I think they're a token of something that makes you happy. Harry's is a stag because his connection to his father brings him joy; Tonks, a representation of Remus; Snape, a representation of Lily; etc. That's also why patronuses can change when you seek joy/meaning from new places. Nowhere in the books do we see the kind of "spirit animal" reading that crops up in personality quizzes about it. Yeah, sometimes the animals happen to fit their characters, but why do McGonagall and Umbridge — two very different characters — have the same patronus? Wouldn't it make more sense if they were just two dames who like cats?

In contrast, your animagus form is said (extracanonically, so Doesn't Count, if you ask me, but whatever) to be involuntary and based on your personality. (This is part of the reason I don't think you can use animagus abilities to become a werewolf, because what would that even mean about the person doing it?) The animagus is supposed to function as a "spirit animal" type of thing, because it's technically still you.

So if your patronus and animagus form happened to match, I'd read it as a good indication that the things bringing you joy are closely related to things you like about yourself. It would be an indication of strong self-esteem and satisfaction. James Potter being one such character, and someone who's established in canon to think pretty highly of himself. Minerva McGonagall is a god damn delight and she knows it. Interestingly, Lupin's patronus is a wolf, but not a werewolf, which could mean any number of things — for one, the word "Lupin" being a cognate for wolf in Latin means that his patronus could reference his family or parents, or just his own identity as a person outside of his lycanthropy.

[dinosaurwithablog]

These are the otters who visit my backyard daily. They are very playful. They are a joy to watch. I can spend hours watching them play. I love these otters. I wish that I had a better camera to take better photos of them. These don't do them justice. Alas and alack. I'm thankful that I get to share my day with these smart, fun creatures!! 😁 It, truly, is a great gift!! 😊😍

[morganpdf]

"we need more twinks" no we dont we need more bears. otters at the very least. also fat hairy butches too please god

[ne0nfeline]

Yes I drew that sad Russell

[starscelly]

oh does anyone want 3 different angles of harls in his otter shirt?

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Here’s my messed up attempt at a horse (without references)

The legs tho

I mean

You're right about the legs going on for days lmao

I love your horse sdfsfs

[puffballwarrior-blog]

@otterronpas HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! What a coincidence that I post birthday arts 2 days in a row. YOURE SO COOL LIKE UGH ILY SM FNNAFSKA I am so glad I met you ♡

[mariagreenwoodart]

My mum knows I love otters so she just sent me these

[coachbeards]

If I ever send you the 🦦 emoji that just means I love you so much that im holding your hand !!

[foulbearobservation]

(alright you all picked the otter emoji so here's a little excerpt that I rly like)

“I’m pretty sure my arm is broken.” She’s honestly not feeling too bad, whatever pills Mary had made her dry swallow earlier are making her super woozy which is great, because it means she can’t throw up at the sight of her mangled arm, but bad, because she always gets talkative when she’s on pain medication.

“Yeah no shit.” Mary scoffs. “What gave you that idea?”

“Bone sticking out.” Lilith gestures with her good arm.

Mary smiles briefly at her terrible joke before her grin twists into a sympathetic grimace. “Yeah girl we’re gonna need to get that back inside you at some point. Aren’t your bones supposed to be hallow or some shit, did that come with the wings?”

“Birds bones,” Lilith coughs weakly, no blood this time, so she’ll take the win, “aren’t hallow, they just have air pockets in them.”

Mary situates her arm closer to her chest, lining it up for what is no doubt about to be painful. She doesn’t ask Lilith to keep talking, but it will probably be better for them both if she does.

“My bones aren’t hallow yet. Or if they are, they sure don’t feel like it.” Lilith avoids crying out as Mary pops her shoulder back into place, just barely. “Maybe my bones are like otters.” She’s definitely delirious, but Mary is here and helping fight her arm back into a somewhat human shape, so she doesn’t really mind all that much.

"Otters have really dense bones,” Lilith doesn’t cry as there’s another sick snap as Mary puts her back together, “at least Eurasian otters do.” She drifts off for a moment, but Mary brings her back by tapping on her cheek repeatedly.

Mary sighs. “You’re gonna pull a Beatrice on me aren’t you?” Lilith nods and, she might be imagining this, but Mary seems to smile at that. “Go on then, tell me about otter bones.”

“Eurasian otters?” Mary sits back, her job evidently done now that Lilith’s bones are all more or less where they need to be and more or less as dense as they were before.

“You’re just trying to get me to talk so I don’t fall asleep.” Lilith accuses.

Mary holds up her hands in surrender. “You got me, Camila says she’s five minutes out. I’m trying to get you to stay awake so that I don’t get in trouble when she gets back.”

“Are you scared of Camila?”

Mary just gives her a deadpan look. “What’s this about Eurasian otters?” Mary gently prompts her back on track, well acquainted with the way Lilith (and Beatrice, because she had to learn this trait from somewhere) will ramble when she should be passed out due to pain.

“They have dense bones, something to make them less,” Lilith squints for a second, the harsh overhead bathroom light causing stars to erupt behind her eyes, “buoyant. Lots of aquatic animals do, though, including most types of otters.”

“I didn’t know you were so into aquatic wildlife, Lily.” Mary reaches over and shoves on her not-recently-broken shoulder gently. “I didn’t know there were otters over here as well, I thought they were mostly a North American thing.”

Lilith shakes her head. “Everyone just knows North American river otters because they’re cute and like to play with people.”

“And the European otters are assholes?” Mary laughs. “That about tracks.”

Lilith nods enthusiastically. “Yeah, with Eurasian otters the female will fight off her mate after the pups are born. It’s kinda hardcore.”

Mary scoffs. “Of course you’d like the asshole otters.”

“What does that mean?” Lilith tries to sit up but finds she still doesn’t have the strength, so she settles for glaring instead.

“It’s just very you,” Mary muses, “a cute little otter who is secretly a massive fuckin’ asshole.” Mary takes advantage of Lilith’s immobility to boop her on the nose gently. “Very on brand for you.”

“Nobody in the history of ever has called me cute or little.” Lilith scowls.

“Untrue, you’re cute and I tell you so all the time.” Camila’s voice is suddenly in the bathroom door, and Lilith didn’t even hear their front door open, she must be more out of it than she thought. “Whether you choose to listen to me or not is another story.”

[spacedykez]

me when my friends tell me they care about me? like. i care u.... U CARE ME TOO???