#i think she would be an ecologist and i think she would probably get into complex plant+animal interactions

[theemporium]

heeyy idk if youre still taking requests but could you do a leon x scientist thing? where for whatever reason she has to explain what she does in depth and they're like 👁️👁️ huh?👁️👁️ and then they brag about her to everyone 🥹

thank you for requesting! ignore the lack of actual scientific talk in this, my brain is still frazzled from exams to dive back into biology rn!!🫶🏽

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Listen, Leon knew what you did to an extent. 

But just as he couldn’t give in-depth details about your everyday tasks at your work, so too could you probably not breakdown the full Oilers power play practice drills. You respected each other’s work. You listened when the other ranted. But beyond surface level knowledge, neither one of you could really dive deeper into the job description. 

Not that Leon wouldn’t be interested. There’s a fondness in the domesticity of listening to you ramble away about your work when the two of you are cooking dinner, or he is lying in a hotel room somewhere on the continent for a roadie.

But he wasn’t too proud to admit that a lot of what you say goes over his head. Probably in the same way it did for you when he started rambling on about new exercises or a change in the nutritional breakdown of his pregame meals or how he hated certain arenas’ ice. 

The point was that Leon didn’t really realise just how insane your job was until he was out on an east coast roadie, having stayed up a little later than usual to call you after work. 

“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” 

Leon smiled a little, settling back against the headboard as some tension eased from his shoulders at the sound of your voice. It had been a long roadie, one that was not working in their favour for the last two games. And there was nothing Leon wanted more than to be laying on the couch with you and Bowie tucked against him. 

“I wanted to hear about your day,” Leon answered easily, his grin widening when you scoffed on the other side of the phone. “Rough day?” 

“Don’t even get me started. I told you about Becca, right? The ecologist from the lab downstairs that is always on my case? Well, this woman had the audacity to—” 

Leon let his eyes fall shut as he listened to you vent about your day in the lab. It was comforting to just listen to your voice, to listen to ramble as you slowly got more into your own storytelling to the point he could imagine the frown on your face or the scrunch of your nose. 

“And she starts explaining fluorescence microscopy to me as if I haven’t spent the last six months growing three separate clonal lines in the lab for the project and—”

“You’re so smart,” Leon muttered out, the comment leaving his subconscious as he listened to you chat away as you pattered around the kitchen.  

You paused. “What?” 

“You’re really smart,” Leon repeated, suddenly wishing he could see your face at that moment. “Like I knew that already. Obviously. But just…your brain is amazing and I don’t appreciate it as much as I appreciate the rest of you.” 

“Just because I’ve been using words with more than three syllables?” You teased. 

But Leon shook his head. “No, because you are smart. So smart. Smartest person I know.” 

“You sound like you’ve had a few too many to drink.” 

“Stone cold sober, baby,” Leon retorted. “Can I not appreciate my insanely hot and insanely smart girlfriend?” 

“If I knew talking about mesenchymal stem cells would get you this hot and bothered, I would have talked about lab work ages ago,” you deadpanned.

“Hm, well tease me all you want but it’s not gonna stop me from bragging that I have the smartest girlfriend ever,” Leon countered, grinning at the silence on the other end. He could just imagine how hot your face was getting.

“Okay, loverboy, I think you should get some sleep.” 

“Wanna tell me about Boring Becca’s ecology project to help me fall asleep?” 

His grin only widened at the sound of your laugh coming through the phone.

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[mlmxreader]

Won't Do It Alone | Indiana Jones x gn!reader

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requested by anonymous

↳ ❝ Hi! Can I request “I don’t care if it’s unsafe, I’m going with you” with Indiana Jones please ? Just rewatched all the movies and now I gave brain rot, probably gonna send few other asks! :) ❞

: ̗̀➛ You can't let Indiana go alone on his next trip, but it's harder to convince him to actually allow you to go than anything else.

trigger warnings: ̗̀➛ swearing

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Indiana grabbed his hat, and your stomach sank; he could never leave things alone, and you knew that wherever he was going, he would come back with more scars and callouses on his hands.

You frowned as you watched him pick up his coiled whip from the bedside table, and wished that you could say something to make him stay - but it would never be enough; nothing you could say would ever make him change his mind about going, and you knew that all too well.

It was the price you had to pay for being with him and being around him so often.

He stole a glance at you, smiling and raising his brows a little; wearing just a pair of boxers and one of his shirts, it was all too tempting for him to leave it for a few more hours. But he knew that it had to be done, and he straddled your waist as he cleared his throat and licked his lips.

"I won't be gone long," he said it almost as if it was a promise. "You can always kiss me better when I come back."

You signed as you put your hands on his bare chest. "Indy... don't go, please."

He shook his head, planting a kiss to your forehead. "I won't be long. Count on it."

You put one hand at the side of his neck, the other lacing in his hair. "I'm going with you."

Indiana shook his head again, his soft gaze quickly became a stern and cold glare. "No. It's no place for an ecologist."

"It's no place for an archaeologist with a phobia of snakes, either," you pointed out with a soft growl. "Let me come with you."

He couldn't risk it, he wouldn't risk it. Not you. He would risk anything, but not you. "No. It's unsafe."

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" You hissed. "I don't care if it's unsafe, I'm going with you. Maybe then someone can convince you pythons aren't dangerous!"

He scoffed, looking you up and down rather shamelessly. "You're not quite dressed for it."

"Then get off of my lap," you told him. "And I will get dressed."

Indiana knew that there was no point in trying to keep arguing, he was running out of time to get ready and you weren't going to budge on your stance either; he got off of your lap, and didn't say a single word as he got dressed and packed his things for the trip.

He made sure to pack two of everything, considering that you were going with him and had no idea what you were getting yourself into; he supposed it was his own fault. He hated snakes, you loved them.

That fucking beast in the tank in the corner was evidence enough of that; its scales of brown and black and yellow made him feel sick, and that black flickering tongue with its brown eyes and mean expression made him want to run for a mile and keep going until he was certain he would never see it again.

He scowled when he caught its angular and stern gaze. Almost like it was telling him that if he allowed harm to come to its keeper, it would rip his throat out.

You came up behind him, and he flinched, thinking the beast had gotten him, until he realised and sighed.

"It's gonna be dangerous, and I mean it," he huffed. "Tell me you understand that."

"I do," you hummed, resting your chin on his shoulder. "I know what might be there, but I don't want you to do it alone."

Indiana sighed as he tapped your hands, letting them rest on the waistband of his belt as he swallowed thickly. "You might get hurt. I can't have that."

"Then trust me," you whispered. "Please. I've been your partner for so long... do you really think I'm not able to be trusted?"

He turned around, cupping your face in his hands and forcing you to look into those beautiful brown eyes; his gaze was warm, but stern as he focused your attention. "I do trust you. You know I do."

You out your hands on his, smiling as you licked your lips. "Then let me go with you. Trust me, I can handle it..."

He caved, and quickly stole one kiss.

Then another.

Then he was leading you back to the bed until you laid down and tugged him closer; he smiled, one arm above your head and the other beside your face as he kissed you deeply. You grabbed his hair, tugging it to beg for more; he chuckled under his breath when he heard you whimper after he pulled away. He licked his lips to savour yours, and cleared his throat.

"Not one comment about snakes," he warned. "And you're not bringing any back. You already have that... thing."

"What, Ace?" You laughed softly. "He's harmless!"

"He looks like he wants to eat me," Indiana grumbled. "I hate snakes."

You laughed again, pulling him in for another kiss. "So, when do we leave?"

"Now," he murmured, kissing you again. "Do you even know where we're going?"

"I don't really care," you whispered. "As long as I'm with you and I can keep you safe."

He wanted to sigh and to grumble about not needing it, and about how he knew that he would be trying to protect you the entire time, but the look in your eyes made him forget all about it as he hummed quietly.

"Madagascar."

You grinned, tilting your head to the side and tugging at his hair with excitement. "Madagascar? We might actually get the chance to see some hissing cockroaches up close! You know their behaviour is-"

"You're not bringing any home."

You huffed as you shrugged. "I tried."

Indiana nodded with a knowing smile. "You tried, baby, you tried."

You traced a hand down his chest, doing your best to at least seem convincing. "Are you sure?"

"Very."

"But Indy-"

"No roaches," he deadpanned. "Come on, we gotta hurry up."

[artbybai]

Can you tell us more about Kohi? -nudges you- What drives her? whats her backstory?

Does she work for the Frieza force? Or was she on Planet Vegeta? Is she a fighter or more a behind the scenes worker kinda gal? Her strengths and weaknesses? Her guilty pleasures and her petpeeves?

Is she one of many DB OC of yours, or more a main one?

:D ........................... :DDDDD

✨Screeches excitedly✨

Kohi Slaad

The Feisty Frieza Force Foot Soldier

Kohi Slaad, daughter of single parent Frui Slaad (pun on Fruit Salad & Coffee lol)

Kohi once worked as a botanist/ecologist on Planet Vegeta, having grown up on her family farm in the agricultural division of the Outer Colonies—the furthest from the central Saiyan city. That is, until her job was basically reduced to that of ensuring crops weren’t poisoned before being shipped off to the central city.

Afterwards, as she and her mother desperately needed more income to keep their farm afloat during hard times (and King Vegeta’s focusing of most efforts towards supporting the Frieza Force at the time, Kohi chose to reenlist as a foot soldier on the Force.

It’s there that she was eventually assigned to work under Raditz’s command/supervision/their partnership began.

Now that I have the basics of her backstory down, here’s a few more answers on who she is as a character!

🌟 First and foremost… Yeah, Baiya & Kohi are my main DB OCs (self-inserts that evolved into their own characters, but I still enjoy living vicariously through them shhh lol). There’s other OCs that I wanna bring a spotlight to, which mostly relate to Baiya’s stories I have in mind, but there’s a handful that’re important to Kohi as well (Anaba, other trainees/Privates and Cadets she worked with in the Saiyan Army Academy/Frieza Force etc.)

Kohi would answer that she’s “Happy to be wherever she’s needed”, but oftentimes prefers to work in the background. She hesitates leaping into battle, partly because she’s a little lean compared to most Saiyans, but mostly because she worries she’d become a hindrance to her fellow warriors. When she’s not doing odd jobs around the starship, she’s acting as support & providing aerial backup as a fighter pilot

Kohi’s family, the Slaads, have a tense history with the Vegeta bloodline. As such, she’s icy towards Vegeta, at best—much preferring Raditz’s company in comparison. Although Kohi’s had no part in the events of the past, she feels the crown was in the wrong for the way they once treated their subjects. She feels the Outer Colonies like her own are still suffering the effects, which explains her attitude towards the Prince. Kohi and Nappa have a fairly amicable acquaintanceship, though.

I’ve noticed this is a rather basic/common trait others have given their feminine Saiyan OCs, so I feel kinda bad abt it lol, but I imagined Kohi would have a sweet tooth, and collect rare/gourmet candies from each planet she visits. She finds it’s a great way to win a little favor with her crew mates, and this tactic can even sway Vegeta, to a degree. (She’ll give him a chocolate if he demands it, to get him off her back)

Aside from candies, and given her background as a former ecologist, I think Kohi would keep a collection of small plants from planets she’s visited. I doubt the barracks of a Frieza Force starship are particularly spacious (unless you’re a higher ranking member like Prince Vegeta, the Ginyu Force, or medical staff,) but she’s probably keep a little greenery around to brighten up the confined space she calls home!

Kohi’s sharp tongue can sometimes get her in trouble, as her banter with Raditz and other Privates/younger members of the Frieza Force can get a bit… Out of hand, when it comes to poking fun at their commanding officers. She’s likely to let her temper get away from her, too, if an authority figure demands something ridiculous of her (such as menial tasks like polishing boots, or scrubbing floors again to do it “the right way”)

Along with her rebellious streak, Kohi enjoys finding loopholes in commands given to her that involve more violent measures, such as planetary raids for rare resources. She’ll instead attempt subterfuge to obtain her given objective, if possible, playing up her weakness to hide her cunning.

When Kohi’s off-duty, however, she’s much more laid back, even a little sloppy, preferring loose clothes over her tighter armor and shorts. This has thrown Raditz for a loop more than once, LOL

Kohi will also, occasionally, visit the observation lounge after her shifts (if a starship she’s on contains one) to unwind. She’ll enjoy stargazing, and reminiscing about doing so with her mother back on Planet Vegeta as a child, sipping on a cool drink until she decides to turn in for the night cycle.

Sadly, it’s hard not to be homesick. Kohi sends letters back to her mother after each payment she receives from her services in the Force, including a bit of her funds to help support their farm on Planet Vegeta.

In a separate AU, where Kohi joins the Crusher Corps and serves under Turles instead (yes I ship them too ���👈) I like to imagine they’d bond over said homesickness. She’d probably be one of the few women aboard his ship/as part of his crew, so she’d probably stand out to him bc of that.

I hope this answers your questions!!! I still have to flesh out Kohi quite a bit, I know, but she’s honestly just a fun character concept to explore random story ideas with :3 Maybe next time I’ll write up a bit more info on Baiya, too! Or another random OC (like Colla, Leed, my Namekian OC Timpani, some other various Saiyans I’ve come up with for the other Privates Kohi’s worked with, and a few Crusher Corps Saiyans to someday :D )

Thanks for the ask!!! THIS WAS SO FUN TO ANSWER AND INFO DUMP ASDFGHJKL ✨

[othernaut]

The dungeon ecologist druid would be insufferable in the sewer level. You're just trying to concentrate on breathing through your mouth and keeping your spell components unbefouled, and all the while...

"You know, it's a common misconception that otyughs are inherently hostile. They're territorial, but they'll back down once they sense that their nest isn't threatened. It takes a lot of energy for an otyugh to move around, actually. They prefer picking a spot with plentiful sewage flow and would ideally remain inanimate their entire lives."

"It's weird that we've been seeing so many vargouilles down here. They're infernal creatures, yeah, but they're opportunistic parasitoids and they don't survive well outside of the hellish ecology. Without a constant source of humanoid bodies to kiss, a colony typically dies out within a few weeks. Wonder if the Thieves' Guild has been dumping corpses down here again."

"Oh, hey, don't let your crawling hand familiar back on your shoulder just yet. He's caught rot grubs, I'd say about ten minutes back. Fascinating creatures, really. They're harmless to the undead, but once they sense body heat, they instinctually burrow towards a heartbeat. Just get him to stand still for a minute while I heat up this dagger. You know that most reports of zombification passing through bites are actually mislabeled rot grub infestations?"

"Oh, haha, yeah, don't mind the dire rats, just keep moving. We're in their house right now, they just want to know that we're not moving in. Did you know that there averages seven rats for every person in any given city? Just think: Ten feet under any street it's just solid rats. It's a credit to the Sanitation Guild that they don't come up the privy more often, really."

"A cave fisher! That's a rare one for this environment. They're Underdark creatures - they usually don't like environments with as much noise and flowing water as this. This little guy must be so confused, either that or most of the way to deaf. Try not to snap the filament when you wriggle free. Poor little guy is probably hunting by sense of touch alone."

"You know, you'd be surprised how much cultists contribute to the local ecology. Having a reliable source of heat and light, like devotional candles, can provide crucial energy to the lower level flora which are the backbone of the entire ecosystem. It's easy to think of the cultist as an invasive species, but they're part of the nutrient exchange between the sewer and the surface world. Oh, don't worry about killing them, a den is rarely left uninhabited for long. Look, you can still see the old hate-sigils of the Ravening Darkness! The cycle of nature is a beautiful thing."

"Ooh, that's a carrion crawler! Hold still, I... Ah, guess you don't have much of a choice in the matter. But look on her underside. She's carrying eggs! And quite a large crop of them, at that. These guys are scavengers, actually, they rarely actively hunt, but once those eggs hatch they're going to consume her for nutrients, so she's under a real evolutionary pressure to bulk up as much as she can right now. Once you regain use of your arms, try to aim away from the thorax. The eggs will do just fine if she's already dead a little."

[breadboylovin]

8, 15, and 38 for the ask game :]

8: Want any tattoos?

tattoos are another thing that idk if ill ever get... the fact that theyre permanent scares me >___< but if i did get one itd be a tramp stamp of the ouroboros. i just like snakes and the ouroboros is sooooo me. after my tropical marine bio class in belize my classmates were also talking about getting matching tattoos of our favorite animals we saw and i wouldnt mind having a stoplight parrotfish tattoo (my pic of one below <3)

15: Favorite movie

idk if i have a definitive Favorite so ill just show my top 4 on letterboxd

spirited away is one of the two ghibli movies that my anime sword biker uncle pirated for my sister and i so i love it dearly. anyone who followed me two years ago knows how i feel about the lost boys. the lion king has some of the most incredible color palettes ive seen in an animated movie and the songs are just fantastic. baby driver has incredible action and it makes me mad that the two main actors are fucking creeps (but i always pirate it to watch it so theyre not getting any of my money LOL)

38: My childhood career choice

i honestly dont remember what i wanted to be as a little little kid... probably a paleontologist since my sister and i loved reading this one dinosaur atlas we had. once i started drawing seriously (so when i was like 11) i wanted to have my own cartoon and go to art school... but in junior year i realized that doing art as my job would probably burn me out HARD. i like keeping it as a hobby so i can have it as solace when life throws curveballs at me (i think the only reason i survived senior year of high school was through drawing super self-indulfent stuff to keep myself sane)

my CURRENT career choice is wildlife ecology at either a national park or some sort of reserve, or even someplace thats not bio focused (for example the kennedy space center has a wildlife ecologist who actually gave a lecture at my college! she basically tracks the birds that nest there and makes sure that they arent impacted by rocket launches and such). ideally ill get working somewhere that has shit internet and a lot of stuff to do so i can stop being on my computer all day LOL

(from this ask meme)

[nithica]

HI OKAY here I come with some questions for that get to know the blogger thingy which is so cute,,

1. If you were a little succulent on a windowsill, which kind would you be?

2. Do you have a favorite painting ??

3. What's ur favorite fruit and also the one you like the least?

4. What's ur makeup routine like if you have one,

5. What's ur favorite cat noise?? (You can specify as for which of ur babies makes which noise btw, that's so interesting !)

6. Who's ur favorite photographer ! Or do you have one favorite photograph ever

Love youii 💕💕🩷🫀❤️💓

I MISS YOUUUU but of course let me get down to business 😼

1. i would actually be a larger succulent because i’d be an aeonium black rose! just like me, they are unique and edgy with a dark aesthetic, but they are non toxic and low maintenance (i can’t say if i’m not toxic or, but i can say that my personality is a stark contrast to my aesthetic 🙂‍↕️). they also prefer full sun and warmer temperatures, just like me, because i’m always cold and dramatic 🥺

2. okay admittedly, i’m not a big art nerd but i do really enjoy it even though i’m a noob. but a few of my favourites are (unsurprisingly, mostly equine related) some of the lady godiva paintings, of which particularly john collier’s version always stood out to me, a lot of alfred james munnings’ work, and of our own soil otto eerelman who specialised in animals and farm life. he traveled the world documenting different horse breeds and types and i own a copy of that collection actually :3

3. my favourites always switch up a bit but generally, strawberry, lychee and peach are always up there for me . . . my least favourite is probably pear or blood oranges, although i don’t think i ever really gave pears a try 🫠 like i very early on decided i disliked the texture and that was that

4. i don’t really use make up a lot but when i do, i start with eyeliner, and i always start especially with my left eye since that’s my weak side. and only once i got that wing down do i do the right, where its easy to copy what i did on the other side. then eyeshadow and mascara, sometimes ill lightly brush out my eyebrows but i dont use anything for them, maybe add some highlighter here and there and only veeeery rarely do i use foundation or anything of the sort. my skin is really sensitive and im bad at it so i try not to do too much lest i look like a clown :<

5. ooh this is a fun one.

mika: when he gets on my lap, stomach, side or back (wherever really) he always starts by mewing at me and making biscuits on me before settling down. his mews remind me of when he was a kitten and it’s so cute

zulu: has a really raspy meow all of a sudden when he really wants something (wet feed or dried fish). it’s super funny and sounds ridiculous and i always end up mocking him

mai: she sucks at meowing. i’m sorry. she has this meow that sounds similar to the oo ee a e a cat 😭🥹 so whenever she does that, i can’t help but laugh and mimic her

baby: his activation noises easily. they’re the best. he’s very dramatic. he does a really long, unnecessarily loud ‘brrrr’

6. favourite photographer AahhhhHHH this is tough i have so many 😭 once again most are equine photographers…🥹

ros fotografie — she is amazing at taking action shots! i was part of the same team for some time and learned a lot just by observing

arnd bronkhorst — it’s hard to link to his portfolio or anything because honestly, he’s a brand name by now and has many photographers work in his name, but he’s one of the reasons why i started photographing in the first place

edo van uchelen — another photographer i am lucky to know personally through horses haha but he is an incredible nature photographer and also an ecologist. he owns a photography hut somewhere nearby that i really wanna rent someday…

nikki de kerf — she got me interested more in fine art photography and she’s been someone i’ve been follow in since the beginning of her career. she has grown so much and i truly wish i can be that good someday too

the pixel nomad — she has a series where she travels around documenting forgotten horse breeds which is something i’ve also been wanting to do haha as a genetics nerd

minh dan vu — similar project and GORGEOUS photo’s. also someone i followed from the start, as we were once measly nerds on the same forum together when she was just starting out 🤓 it’s incredible to see how far she’s come

ruth chamberlain — she does a similar project but focusing on native ponies and wildlife in the UK. though she posts pony pics only on her insta she also does partake in wildlife photography and also conservation projects which is a topic i’m passionate about !!

ok i’ll stop here cos im yapping way too much HAHAHAA but in short i love photography <3

thank you for asking darlinggg i love u

get to know the blogger!

[24worldnewsnet]

How warming seas are altering our underwater worldThe mauve stinger likes to feed on other small jellyfish and oceanic sea squirts, according to the Cornwall Wildlife TrustBeneath the surface of the ocean is a world filled with a vast array of fauna and flora but scientists say "somewhat unusual" changes are taking place. Intensified by a marine heatwave in May, they say waters off the south coast of England are getting warmer and disrupting the food chain."I'm not a scientist or anything like that," said Cornish snorkeler and underwater photographer Heather Hamilton."But because I've been in the sea so much over the last 20-odd years, I have seen changes, especially in the last two years."Heather Hamilton's main hobby is snorkellingMs Hamilton runs a a blog and Instagram page documenting the different species she sees in Cornwall, including different species of jellyfish as well as increases in octopus numbers.She said the changes had also left her with a "mixture of emotions" from excitement to concern."You've got in the back of your mind, 'Is this a good thing?'" she said."It's a little bit worrying to think why is this happening all of a sudden in the last few years?"Dr Bryce Stewart helped create the latest Sir David Attenborough documentaryMs Hamilton's observations in the sea are part of what marine ecologist Dr Bryce Stewart, from the Marine Biological Association in Plymouth, said were "dramatic changes" to the marine ecosystem.Dr Stewart, who helped create the latest Sir David Attenborough documentary, said he was "very confident" changes in the marine environment were being caused by the warming of the oceans.In recent months he said there had been some "somewhat unusual" changes off the coast of Devon and Cornwall, where a marine heatwave was most intense in May.Fishermen have reported an "invasion" of octopus which is "decimating" the Devon shellfish industry.The octopus, usually found in the Mediterranean, are being increasingly found in lobster and crab pots off the coastline.It is thought the octopuses are coming from Morocco, as fishermen there are reporting a shortage of the creatures.Heather Hamilton said she was "lucky enough" to see a sea salp bloom in Cornish watersThe number of blue sharks in the waters off the south coast is currently the highest anglers have ever seen, Dr Stewart saidDr Stewart said: "So there's a lot of species either turning up that we haven't had before or increasing abundance... and then of course we have other species that were more adapted to cooler water decreasing in abundance... and we see those changes right from the base of the food chain in the plankton to right to the top, to the tuna and sharks."He said the number of blue sharks off the south coast of England was currently the highest anglers had ever seen."We've been working with anglers, and they have datasets going back to the 1950s about their catch rates of blue sharks, they all let them go so don't worry about that, but the numbers now are the highest we've ever seen," he said.Dr Stewart said changes were happening in the ocean "more dramatically" than anyone had predicted.Blue sharks are known to mainly feed on small fish and squidDr Stewart said a trip off the coast of Falmouth a couple of years ago was "one of the greatest days at sea" he had ever had – having travelled all over the world.During the trip, he saw two fin whales, "thousands of dolphins", and also snorkelled with blue sharks.The fin whale is the second-largest species of whale.Dr Stewart added: "It's the biggest creature I have ever seen, we estimated probably 70ft long, which is enormous right?"These things are now just off the coast, and I would encourage as many people as possible to go out and see them."Dr Stewart said the fin whale was the largest creature he had ever seen, estimating it to be about 70ft (21m) longThe Devon Wildlife Trust said it was seeing changes closer to the shore, including colourful species of sea slugs.Carli Cocciardi, marine nature recovery officer at the trus

[morganslittleguys]

from the first ask game.. which season would YOU say everyone is most similar too.. but also ☝️ which season would They say theyre most similar to 🤔 like would anyone disagree with you since they dont know The Truth or whatever hehe

🪻easy pants he’s winter… he’s always chilly and he wears cold colours and everything

🍊he’s easy too he’s summer he’s always HOT and he wears warm colours and everything… you may be able to guess that these guys were. Based off winter and summer a little bit

🌱I think she’s spring… autumn and spring are Both fair but spring is when everything is Growing rather than when everything is dying and she’s the ☝🏻 ecologist… she’s probably earlier spring though before it gets too hot… like… march…

🐟she could be late spring or summer… when it’s quite warm !! And school is out yayyyy so she can have fun yayyy ummmm I don’t know hehe… you get it

🏺he can be autumn it’s the one left 👍🏻 it’s kind of the um. Least interesting season TEHE sorries

[entropygrapple]

i think often of what i have left behind

and what is ahead

it is late, nearly 3 AM and in a bout of sleep paralysis, after my meds wear off, i see dead people standing around my room, their speech is indistinct - and i am there, between the living and the dead.

maybe, you might say, i have or am having a psychotic break. & maybe that has been true for years now, but i believe it, or believe myself; that i see the dead, like the living, just alongside us. not yet left, holding on to spend a little more time close to life.

i've never seen magnus, y'know. after he died i got the sense that he went straight on, to the next big adventure, the afterlife or nothingness or re-incarnation. whatever.

magnus was kind. i miss him so much. he would hold me as i wept and tell me that even though he didn't love me, things would be okay. & that kind of was okay, i could handle that, in a weird way

i am not well. i dont think i'll ever be well. in fact, i probably wont live long at all. death has her claws in me, has her hand round my throat and in my heart and she was burned deep deep into my stars from the moment i was born. i saw her when i was 5 and never forgot, her glass-pane-thin body all shadows behind the sofa before i went to nursery.

i think of all that is ahead. croatia, slovenia, tarik & finally seeing mirna play in tashkent. going back to uni, learning botany & getting a nice job as an ecologist, grinding myself to peices against the slow gears of the medical system.

i think of my heart stapled back together, of trying to find someone i can make it work with, of moving on from re-reading morri's messages every night like a worthless sick dog.

i think of a future where i crawl back into the dead skin of normalcy, sanity, like a snake molting in reverse.

it doesn't appeal to me at all.

[impishglee]

oh are we doing trc/tdt canon major hate? is that what’s up? anyway. why the fuck is blue not a conservation biologist and/or an ecologist. what the fuck is sociology. blue is doing biodiversity rapid inventories in the cloud forests as we speak

[cottageimp]

what do you think would happen if clover met the spot when he was still johnathan ohnn? like maybe clover *didnt* throw a bagel at him and johnathan starts to like him?

I've thought about it before! Both a version where Clover is spiderman and a version with a non-spiderman Clover.

I need to think more on the Cloverspider version but I'll tell you a bit about the other. It'd be funny if this was T2397 Clover... Thoughts thoughts! Actually, I'll roll with that.

C2 is an ecologist, an entirely different field of science. But I can imagine that their paths would cross when C2 finds a weird substance out on his conservation site walks. A substance that he can't explain. As he researches it more, he realizes that his knowledge does NOT cover it and he would go to Alchemax to seek help. It probably has to do with some anomaly substance or something.

He would work with Jonathan to figure it out and they would start having casual conversation more and more. C2 is more of a grumpy, quiet individual so this is really surprising but Jonathan doesn't know that yet. He probably learns it over time as he watches how C2 responds to others vs how he responds to him. I feel like he'd ask Dr. Octavius for help on how to approach C2 about a date and she would help him with ideas and boost his courage to do so. She's probably observed them and can tell there's chemistry.

Olivia: "And there's chemistry~!" Jonathan: "Ah-" Olivia: "And I'm not making a science joke. Please. That's getting so old."

C2 really likes Jonathan's dorky behavior and they click together well. I feel like they have a silly way of greeting each other.

C2: "No way, is that the man who invented gravity?" Jonathan: "Hey! It's the guy who invented grass!"

[myheartismadeofstars]

My fiance just finished Omori (good ending) and I'm now obsessed with an AU where Mari survived...but most of canon still happened. Mari is knocked unconscious by the fall and Sunny and Basil think she's dead. Their cover up almost actually killed Mari, and paralyzed her. (she was found a lot sooner so she wouldn't strangle). Mari doesn't remember anything between getting ready for the recital and waking up in the hospital.

Sunny and Basil feel just as guilty as in canon, because they almost killed a LIVING Mari, and probably made her injuries much worse. Sunny still is a hikikomori, this time hiding from even Mari.

Mari thinks she was more subconsciously stressed than she realized which caused her loss of time. She thinks SHE is the cause of Sunny's state. After being transferred to a specialist physical therapist in the City, she spent a lot of time away from home, and then going off to college she didn’t spend a lot of time at home after the accident (which I think is fair, considering their current house isn’t exactly wheelchair accessible, this is actually why Mom has finally decided to move, to find a place more accessible so Mari can visit more. It was a hard choice to make for her, originally she stayed because she hoped Sunny would open up for his friends, but she sorta lost hope after a while. It’s just taken her a while to find the right place)

Aubrey is still troubled. She still feels abandoned, but it has less to do with Mari and more to do with the break down of her friendships: shut in, nervous wreck, far too busy for her...and her home life

Other than her now somewhat strained relationship with Sunny, Mari is doing pretty well! Engaged on her 18th birthday to Hero, they maintain a good relationship despite attending different colleges (Mari wants to be an Ecologist). They both are very excited to see each other again during summer vacation. Though Hero worries a lot about her (the idea of Mari seeming totally fine, and then trying to hang herself later that evening haunts him, this and the stuff that eventually goes down with Sunny and Basil help him choose Pediatric Psychiatry as his field of study, specializing in anxiety and mood disorders) he loves her and wants to be with her.

Obviously Mari would need to be told the truth as well. Sunny feels he ruined his sister’s life. He makes a much bigger deal of things like Mari being in physical therapy and being in a wheelchair, Mari’s early frustration with her disability, and pain.  And overlooks things like Mari and Hero are still dating, Mari is still going to college (even if she now needs to take accessibility into account) Mari has friends, Mari is doing okay. 

[l33tg4m3r]

Tagged by @sexyprise i dunno how to have your answers posted above mine and i’m not aboutta figure it out lolol

15 Questions

1. Are you named after anyone?

Nah, my name was chosen to be the pronounceable by both italians and iranians. My brother is named after one of my mom’s cousin’s though.

2. When is the last time you cried?

Like three weeks ago before bed? I got leaky eyed, the emotions were just hitting that night and i was a wee bit drunk. i dont really sob or cry.

3. Do you have kids?

Imagine.

4. Do you use sarcasm?

This is a funny question.

5. What is the first thing you notice about people?

Speaking mannerisms, shoes, eyes, how they hold themselves, boobs.

6. What is your eye color?

I think I have brown eyes but my ex was adamant that they’re hazel.

7. Scary Movies or Happy Endings?

Trying to get more into scary movies, but wow do i hate seeing people get evicerated.

8. Any special talents?

I am very good at bringing plants back from the brink of death. I also think my sense of direction/wayfinding is pretty solid.

9. Where were you born?

Wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy? I was born in the South.

10. What are your hobbies?

Gardening, baking, taking strolls, backgammon, watching twitch, going out to dance/dj sets

11. Do you have any pets?

Little meowser back home with my dad. I want to bring her up here though. She’s 11 now.

12. What Sports do you play/have you played?

Grew up playing soccer, and can you believe it, baseball. I am absolute shit at baseball, honestly I’m surprised I kept playing for like...4 years?? I’m not great at soccer either, but I think I was more of a net benefit to the team. Casually play tennis, mainly just summers and springs practicing against a backboard. Took volleyball in college for my sports credit and love it. Played during the Summer before new york, but it’s hard to get a group of friends together to play. Don’t feel good enough to join an intramural team

13. How Tall are you?

[5 10] 15 20 25 30

14. Favourite subject in school?

the sciences. photography class was probably the most engaging class I had during high school though.

15. Dream Job?

Director or curator of some type of special collections org or department. Something with book arts or printmaking would be cool. Or, a field ecologist, with surveys in the Mediterranean or South America.

[londonhalcyon]

11, 32, and 40 😌

Awesome! These are fun ones!

11. Books and/or authors who influenced you the most

Oh, this is tricky, because I used to be an extremely avid reader that would fly through books each week. I think the top would have to be, in no particular order:

Christopher Paolini’s Inheritance Cycle

Maggie Stiefvater’s Wolves of Mercy Falls, Raven Cycle, and Scorpio Races

Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson and Heroes of Olympus

Kathy Reichs’ Virals (especially Seizure)

Erin Hunter’s Warriors

Lemony Snicket’s Series of Unfortunate Events

James Patterson’s Maximum Ride

Kelley Armstrong’s Age of Legends

And a good chunk of the Star Wars EU (which I think is called Legends now?)

I think Paolini and Stiefvater might have had the most influence since I adore their use of imagery. Anytime I veer towards horror, though, you can probably thank Armstrong. I’m also trying very hard not to let Tamsyn Muir’s writing style (which I love) dominate my own while I’m rereading the first two Locked Tomb books.

As much as I hate to admit it (but I have to, considering the fandom The Mad Witch belongs to), Harry Potter has had a huge impact on my writing. J.K. Rowling is a TERF and a horribly problematic, disappointing, and harmful person, but I reread those books so many times growing up that the characters and world have stuck with me years later.

32. Most difficult character to write

Dumbledore. Without a doubt. His dialogue is infuriatingly difficult to get even close to right. McGonagall is a close second and Linnet third for the same reason.

40. Share some backstory for one of your characters

It’s hard to pick just one, so let’s do four: the Mad Witch trio and my Fallout OC Ros.

Sam: Orion Amari is like Sam’s weird, fun uncle that will randomly show up out of the blue every so often. He took over coaching her in Quidditch after her dad died.

Mason: Mason is a middle child. He has two sisters, one older and one younger, both Muggles. They fight all the time, but they have each other’s backs.

Robin: Robin’s house is in Hastings. I think. I can’t find my notes.

Ros: I’ve mentioned before that Ros is an ecologist, which is true, but she only does research in her spare time. Occasionally, she’ll take a job as a farmhand or a caravan guard, but most of the time, she works as a pole dancer. She finds it a lot more fun than getting shot at.

Thanks for the ask!

Answers are for this ask game. 13, 24, 29, 38, 43, and 48 are also in progress.

[rheawritessometimes]

In Bloom

{ Xiao x GN!Gardener!Reader }

{ Summary } Looking for flowers is more dangerous than it seems.

{ Warnings } Violence, Injury, Mention of Death, Not Even Proofread.

{ Notes } Reader runs on dumb luck and also is kind of like an ecologist or something. Reader is a bit of an airhead. This is probably the most serious fic I've written, with no jokes or additions stricken out. But yeah I just typed this out and didn't even read it over, so if it's bad... Just know this is just a little something while I work on longer garbage. Masterlist

{ Word Count } 2,112

Appealing to the Vigilant Yaksha was an easy, one could even say effortless, thing for you. You hadn't taken the almond tofu route as others before you had, instead, you left him some Qingxin flowers. These flowers did not come from the peaks of Huaguong Stone Forest nor the Mingyun Village, rather they were among the finest specimens you had grown in your garden. The translucent white petals were soft like velvet and entirely free from blemish.

Your small gift to the adeptus wasn't exactly intentional. In truth, you had left the flowers on the balcony of Wangshu Inn entirely by accident and when you returned to retrieve them they were nowhere to be seen. Instead, there was a pale man with dark hair leaning over the balcony. When you halted your approach, he turned his head towards you, indicating he had heard your footsteps.

Striking golden eyes seemed to gaze straight through you, sending a chill down your spine. His expression was entirely neutral, you couldn't get even a hint as to what he was thinking. Nothing about his outward appearance screamed danger, but the ominous aura you sensed made you take a step back.

"My apologies, I didn't mean to disturb you," you squeaked out, sounding a lot less confident than you had intended. You take a step backward, but couldn't bring yourself to tear your eyes from him.

"Don't apologize. You're welcome to stay," he replied after a few beats of silence, his tone sounding strained for a reason you couldn't discern.

"Um, okay, thank you," you replied politely, feeling it would be too awkward to leave now. It felt to you as though you were now trapped here for a little while out of social obligation. You stepped out towards the railing, deciding to at least enjoy the view if you had to stay.

The man didn't look at you, but you couldn't help but take in his appearance. He was objectively good-looking with bright amber eyes, dark hair with teal highlights, and his stoic expression. His clothing wasn't outlandish, but it's not the type you would commonly see on the streets of Liyue.

It took a while for the dark mask resting against the man's hip to catch your attention, but once it did you felt like a fool. It was not common knowledge, however, the fact an adeptus resided at the Wangshu Inn was not exactly a secret. One which you were privy to. The mask was the most obvious indication of his status as an adeptus. Not just any adeptus, not that any of them were anything to look down upon, but one of the Yakshas. The last of the five Yakshas.

"Alatus," the name escapes your lips as a whisper before you can think to stop it. Immediately your eyes widen, but before you could issue an apology the man just sighs softly. It doesn't sound particularly angered, but rather weary.

"Xiao. My name is Xiao," he says without turning to look at you. That's all he says before vanishing in a cloud of black mist and falling feathers of anemo energy. The mist and feathers are both quick to dissipate, leaving you standing with your mouth hanging open.

After that encounter, it had become a regular occurrence, at least once weekly, for you to pick one of the finest flowers from your garden and bring it to Wangshu Inn to leave on the balcony, or give directly to Xiao should he show himself. Most often you brought him a Qingxin, but occasionally you would substitute other flowers as not to end up plucking every Qingxin you had grown. You never picked the very best flower, either. Even for an adeptus you couldn't bring yourself to pick the best examples, rather letting them grow in peace for your prolonged enjoyment.

It wasn't until the third time you had come to the inn with a flower for Xiao that he was waiting for you on the balcony. Seeing the yaksha there made you pause, heart skipping a beat in surprise. He turned from his place looking out across the landscape to see you, certainly not as surprised to see you as you were him.

The way he looked expectantly at the flower in your hand has you realizing you had been standing there frozen. You moved, extending the flower out to him in offering. He took it delicately from your hand, looking it over for a moment.

"Thank you," he said softly, so quiet you almost didn't hear it at all. You could only nod stiffly in response. He scoffed at you before turning around again to lean against the balcony railing.

Just as it had the first time you met the yaksha, it felt wrong to just leave. So, you decided to survey the landscape of Liyue with him in silence. After the first few minutes, the atmosphere became rather comfortable between the two of you. Still, by the time he disappeared in a cloud of black mist and anemo feathers, neither of you had spoken a word.

This morning you were out early in the morning to explore the wilds of Liyue. You were no adventurer, though. Your purpose was to analyze the populations of certain flora and fauna. These were trips you made often to various parts of Liyue, wishing to preserve the life of endangered species, and always alone. Bringing people along to the locations of such rare organisms, be it plant or animal, was a dangerous thing. In many instances, rare means valuable and there are those who would do anything for some Mora.

Today you found yourself in Dihua Marsh to check up on the Glaze Lily population. Based on your counts, the number hadn't fluctuated greatly since your last visit, there were even a few new blooms. This brought you great relief, Glaze Lilies seemed to be somewhat of a symbol of Liyue and it would sadden you to see their wild population disappear, even if they remained in Qingce Village and at the Yujing Terrace. It wouldn't be the same.

Once you had sung a few songs to the flowers, not worried about anyone hearing you in this rather secluded area, you made your way back to one of the main roads. The long walks back to the harbor always ended up with you lost deep in thought, which wasn't always a good thing. Lost deep in your own mind, you didn't notice the slow advance of a small group of Treasure Hoarders until it was too late.

There was no time to run away as they surrounded you, it was unlikely you could have outrun them anyways. Fortunately, it didn't take very long for the Treasure Hoarders to discover you had absolutely nothing of value on you, and while they may be thieves it wasn't often a Treasure Hoarder was a murderer. Of course, they had roughed you up a bit before ultimately leaving you alone. There was a nasty scrape on your cheek and you were sure you would be bruised in the morning, but you weren't seriously injured.

By the next day, your muscles ached and bruises had appeared in various places on your body, but the scrapes had stopped bleeding and it was nothing that would stop you from bringing your usual offering to Xiao. You spent some time perusing your garden, looking for the perfect gift. You settled on a Silk Flower, there was some worry in your mind that Xiao would dislike it because they did grow right outside of the Wangshu Inn, but you hope the exceptional fragrance and color of this specimen would gain his appreciation.

Mindful not to fiddle with the flower as to preserve its pristine state, you worried the whole walk to the inn. Even if the adeptus wasn't present, if he rejected the offering you felt you would know. Maybe you would find the flower sitting where you left it on your next visit, or maybe Verr Goldet would tell you about the silk flower she found laying on the balcony. Your heart clenched at the thought and you couldn't help but wonder when you had started seeking the yaksha's approval.

You hadn't even realized you arrived at the inn until you were stepping off the elevator, lost in thought again. Shaking your head, you thought it would be good if you started paying more attention. Getting ambushed by again was the last thing you wanted, the next time it could be worse than petty thieves.

Pushing the negative thoughts from your mind, you climbed the stairs to the balcony you so often visited. Your muscles ached in quiet protest, but the pain was mild. Peeking over the stairs, you spotted Xiao.

For the first time, he was already facing you, leaning with his back against the railing. You wondered if he had spotted you on your way to the Inn, offering him a polite smile as a silent greeting. You extended the Silk Flower to him once you stepped out onto the balcony.

"What happened to you?" Xiao asked immediately, tone stern. He took the flower from you without even sparing a glance down at it. Did he not like Silk Flowers?

"Oh, um, I just bumped into some Treasure Hoarders yesterday. Nothing serious," you answered after finally processing his question, bringing your hand up to the scrape on your cheek without thinking. His frown deepened with your response and the adeptus crossed his arms over your chest.

"You were hurt," he pointed out bluntly. You felt small under his hard stare.

"Oh, it's nothing, um, serious," you assured him with a nervous laugh. He only furrowed his brows at your response.

"If ever again you find yourself in any danger, call my name. Adeptus Xiao. I will be there when you call."

At his words, your cheeks heated up. Was this some sort of special treatment, or did he offer this to anyone? It felt wrong to receive such kindness from an adeptus if it was only for you.

"Promise," he pressed when you didn't answer.

"Okay, I will. If I'm ever in danger, I'll call you," you agreed meekly, feeling a great weight put upon you under his amber gaze. He huffed before disappearing in his usual manner, and it was impossible for you to tell if he was upset with you.

The next time you visited the inn, Xiao hadn't appeared. This wasn't unusual, but the worry that you had displeased him seeped into your bones. You tried to ignore this feeling, going out often to check on wildlife populations and spending extra time tending to your garden. Keeping busy was the best way to take your mind off your worries and stay productive.

A week after your meeting with the Vigilant Yaksha, you were back at Dihua Marsh checking on the Glaze Lilies. You were sitting in the middle of the lilies, singing softly to the patch of flowers when the sound of shouting reached your ears. Looking up, you noticed two hilichurls accompanied by a mitachurl with a stone shield who was charging your way.

There would be no time for you to get up and out of the way, so you closed your eyes and braced for the impact. You could only pray it wouldn't kill you, but even if it didn't you would probably be unable to escape death by the hilichurls soon after.

The impact never came, instead, a gust of wind blew past you and you wondered if the mitachurl had somehow run past you. When you opened your eyes, you saw Glaze Lily petals swirl into the air, dancing around the familiar figure of the Vigilant Yaksha. The mitachurl was already crumbling to dust, returning to the Abyss with it's hilichurl companions.

Xiao turned to face you, mask dematerializing from his face and reappearing at his hip. When he extended his hand down to help you get up, you furrowed your brows wondering why he had been here. Was it incredible luck, or had he perhaps been following you?

Taking his hand, you let him pull you up onto shaky legs. He didn't let go, looking a little worried you'd fall. You finally looked up to his face, scanning golden eyes.

"Why are you here?" you finally asked, throat feeling a bit scratchy.

"I told you I would be there when you called."

His words only confused you further until it dawned on you, the scratchy feeling in your throat was awfully similar to that which came with yelling. Had you truly called his name without even thinking, without even realizing?

"Thank you, Xiao."

[bigfan-fanfic]

The version of Harley I go with is just her becoming her own villain with Ivy and Catwoman by her side (like she’s still an evil villain but now she’s broken up with the joker) like I know she’s an evil villain but she’s still an fun character and I tend to enjoy the direction a most of comics take with Harley. She’s an evil villain but she’s also a helpless romantic who has close friends but won’t hesitate to kill her favorite henchman etc

Like there's the possibility for all these things to coexist, but people tend to go one or the other - suddenly Harley's a hero or working with the Justice League, when for one thing, she's one of the worst kinds of villains because she does horrible stuff for kicks. Like, that's the reason the Joker is the scariest of Batman's villains. Scarecrow has issues from his dad compounded by use of unauthorized medicines in his experiments. Mr. Freeze is working to save his terminally ill wife. Poison Ivy had her brain chemistry altered but started out as a ecologist that wanted to save the world from pollution. Catwoman is not a good person, but she at least has a motive someone can understand - simple greed. The Joker and Harley have no motive other than their own twisted sense of fun they get from hurting others.

I'm not saying that Harley can't be redeemed, but I am saying that she is not at all a good guy. She doesn't have any remorse for her actions, would probably do them all again but maybe minus getting with the Joker.

I have my own personal biases against Catwoman, but even for her it makes sense that she'd be part of that Gotham City Sirens group that is sort of in that anti-hero former villains group because most of her crimes are either victimless or not really hurting anyone. Even at her most self-serving, she's never really on the same scale as other villains. At her most anti-heroic, she's actively trying to help herself and the poor of Gotham. With Poison Ivy, as time goes on with her characterization and she becomes less extreme and leans more into the biologist/ecologist/environmentalist side, it starts to make sense for her, too. She has evolved from "killing all fauna to give flora dominance over the world" to "reconsidering the value of human and animal life to the environment" and has indeed saved lives. Personally, I think Poison Ivy would be a much better candidate for the hero treatment than Harley Quinn ever could be.

And also, btw. Poison Ivy and Catwoman together could be something really special. Selina gets to be with someone that's not trying to change her like Bruce always does, and Pamela gets to be with someone that could really work with her and together the two women can really become at the very least, anti-heroes with each other.

(Also Harley is a fun character, I definitely agree, she's just not at all a hero or even trying to make up for what she's done. Like do you think Jason Todd died and came back to life just for Batman to end up working with the woman who helped torture and kill him?)