#one of my favourite things about an independent breed

[abirddogmoment]

forced out of bed for Tortures (learning to swim in a private heated saltwater pool)

[theaistired]

Tag Game - OC Interview

Thank you @agirlandherquill for the tag!

Have fun getting to know Calder from my WIP Galidean!

Were you named after anyone?

"Not to my knowledge. My father is known to be a bit eccentric, so maybe he would give a different answer than me."

When was the last time you cried?

"Huh. That is a diffiult question. It must have been while my father was ill. That was a stressful time."

Do you have any kids?

"I'm a noble of Ilai, if I had children outside of wedlock, that could quickly become a problem. So no. Nimue - my betrothed - and I have both agreed to first settle into our lives before having children."

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

"...Maybe. Maybe not. Could be serious, could be sarcastic. You will never know."

What is the first thing you notice about people?

"How they treat others. You learn everything you need to know about someone just by watching them around others."

What is your eye colour?

"Teal. The same as my mother, according my father."

Scary movie or happy endings?

"Happy endings. The world is scary enough, I prefer having something to look forward to."

Any special talents?

"I have a talent when it comes to befriending spirits. Not just neutrality - actual friendship with spirits. Oh, and baking."

Where were you born?

"Oh dear... That is a dangerous question. You need a little lesson in Ilain law. After we gained our independance from the Empire, when we were starting to build our own government and laws, Nimue's family pushed a very specific one that was later passed. For an Ilain noble, no matter their parent's wedding bands, no matter their blood or breed, if they are born outside the border's of their family's lands, they are a bastard. And hold as much power as one: none. Not just the nobility but any high standing member of Ilai will take this question as an insult. Be careful, many Ilains are easily offended and very serious about it."

Do you have any pets?

"Not at the moment. I always wanted a fox as a child - it's on my family's coat of arms after all - but I'm more looking towards buying a horse at the moment."

How tall are you?

"...Five foot five."

What was your favourite subject at school?

"Well, I had tutors growing up, and the arcane arts are unsurprisingly my favoured field of study. It's the only answer for any arcanist out there. Everyone knows that."

What is your dream job?

"If I could run away from all my responsibilities as a noble, I would establish a school in a nice quiet town and spend the rest of my years teaching there. And bake a lot."

Hope that was fun to read! Calder's character voice is still giving me difficulties, so this was good practice.

Tagging (no pressure): @zonnemaagd @xenascribbles @coriiswriting @imawholeassmood and of course anyone else who would like to join in!

[oleworm]

@girlmaturin tagged me! What were my six favourite books of 2023?

This is going to be a difficult one. First of all because I appreciate books for different reasons, it can be because I learned a lot, because it made me think about new things even though (or because of the fact) that it made me uncomfortable, or simply because it fits my aesthetic or thematic tastes. It wouldn’t be fair to pit completely different books against each other, but I’ll try to do what I can!

There’s also the fact that this is the year that I’ve read the most books in my life since I started counting them. Maybe not 100 but 96! You can laugh at me, but to be fair a lot of these were short books, or essays or short stories that I saved as an e-book and counted independently. I’ve been reading a lot of older books that I had at home or bought secondhand and it really makes me think that contemporary books are so big! It used to be normal to find lots of books that were 100-190 pages long about a specific topic or just because the author wanted to type out their thoughts. I don’t know how much the cost of publishing has increased, but it seems as if every book has to be definitive and huge in order to justify the expense.

1) The Fall of the House of Usher by Edgar Allan Poe

I’m counting this as a book since I found it as an e-book on Project Gutenberg. I was a child the first time that I read it, so a lot of the implications went over my head. This time around I was fascinated by how it synthesises the ideas of the epoch—the insularity of the upper classes in a time of increased social mobility (Poe was, after all, an American) countered with eugenic fears of fixing unfavourable traits into a bloodline through repeated inbreeding. It’s fascinating that the text lays it out so clearly. There’s this line that stuck to me, about how the house of Usher never allowed any branches to grow too far from the trunk of the tree, and then there was this part when Roderick Usher describes the psychological traits that afflict the family—I say afflict because they are disturbing to him—not as a result of the circumstances of their lives, but a part of their inborn nature. It brought to mind the way that Vincent van Gogh described his depression to his brother, who also suffered from it. “The root of the evil lies in the constitution,” that is how I remember it, though I could be wrong because it was in translation and it has been quite a while since I read about the subject. It reminded me of that, and how people describe dogs with behavioural issues caused by poor breeding.

Anyway, a little insect encased in amber for the neuroses of an age!

2) The Silver Metal Lover by Tanith Lee

A sheltered girl falls in love with a realistic robot—you would expect a pulpy romance novel but this was so much more than that to me.

It’s a story about a girl that has been sheltered all her life and does not realise that she is being abused by her mother, who controls every aspect of her life by making her feel that she is too innocent, too stupid to make a choice even with such personal things as her interests or her physical appearance. There were some mean-spirited interpretations of this little book, calling it a poor littlen rich girl story. But rich girls can cry too!

But besides, the heart of the situation, beyond all the fantastic, futuristic aspects, is one that can happen to anyone, regardless of their socioeconomic background.

One thing that I like very much about Tanith Lee is her ability to join different genres and settings. For example, in this one she described economic inequality and labour issues caused by automatisation and at the same time had the socialite characters talk in a droll, misogynistic manner that is right out of Saki. But writing this review I realise that these are not elements that are discordant with each other, though superficially they appear to be. Of the popular writers I have read she is one of those who best understands that the long 19th century may well be even longer—ha-ha, historians, don’t kill me!

I found it funny to be reading this book at the height of the AI-debate, as one of its main plot points was the fear that artists had of being replaced by machines that could “create” new and better works from the wealth of artworks that had been made by human artists before. I’ll probably remember that, if I live long enough to see what happens later.

3) Light in Gaza: Writings Born of Fire, edited by Jehad Abusalim, Jennifer Bing, and Mike Merryman-Lotze

Before this year I hadn’t read any books by Palestinian authors, so when I saw that this book was being shared freely and that it had some names that I already recognised I thought it would be a good place to start.

The fact that so many people contributed to it was the main reason that I chose it, there are so many different points of view, everyone emphasises a different part of life in Gaza, their experiences with their family, their work, their fields of expertise. There’s university professor who describes not only the subject matter of his lessons, but also the difficulties faced by students whose classrooms and study materials can be destroyed at any moment. The architect talks about the settlement pattern in Gaza, and how families prefer to construct their own homes in a way that the extended family may continue to reside together, though logistically it is not always possible to do so. The student provides a narrative of her daily routine, and how everyone must plan their day around the water and electricity shortages, and what difficulties this presents to cooking, cleaning and studying, activities that a lot of us take for granted. Most of the writers talk about the anger and frustration of having to deal with borders and checkpoints, the separation of family and friends for years and decades at a time across relatively short distances in the Palestinian Territories, in Israel and neighbouring countries, as well as the loss of opportunities abroad when people are impeded from leaving or fear that they might be prevented from returning.

Somebody said that it wasn’t right that Palestinians should always have to humanise themselves to the eyes of foreigners, hoping that we might care. I agree, because it is true that we should care for other human beings without having every detail of their suffering described to us. This book has sad parts, parts that are extremely frustrating, but it has moments of fun and happiness too. And the authors wanted people to read it and remember, and I want you to read it too.

The publisher has shared it for free download here.

4) When the Angels Left the Old Country by Sacha Lamb

I listened to the audiobook for this one on the Platform Formerly Known as Scribd and have ordered a physical version to have at home. I was so sad when it ended!

I loved reading about Little Ash and Uriel, a Jewish demon and angel who leave their shtetl when one of the girls from the village goes missing on her way to America. The research that went into it made me want to read more about the historical period in which it was set, and it didn’t stay a resolution—I did end up reading a book about Jewish life in the Russian Empire!

As an immigration story, it made sense that one of the tensest moments in the book was the medical examination by the immigration officials—sadly, in many countries the discrimination of sick and disabled people is still a real problem, though I hope that it will change in our lifetimes, as it did with racial quotas. It’s sold as a Young Adult book but adults would enjoy it too, as it deals with complex issues in an accessible manner but without leaving them flattened.

5) The Idiot by Elif Batuman

As a reader of Russian literature I’m surprised that I didn’t find this book earlier! It was really funny and cute and you could tell how young Selin was supposed to be in this story. Like when she imagines her crush to be like a love interest in a Russian book even though they’re in the 20th century and he’s a completely different type of Eastern European just because his name is very similar to Ivan! There’s a very funny scene also where she talks with a psychologist about her mostly online relationship with this person and he says “Hm… He reminds me of the Unabomber,” and she gets all defensive about it because there is a kernel of truth to it, he is posing as this edgy intellectual and she does not truly know who he is outside these characters they have created in their epistolary world.

I love the way Selin talks about her friends and the books she reads, Elif Batuman really captured what it’s like to be that age, and it was refreshing to read a book about a girl where horrible things don’t happen to her and she can continue learning and being herself.

6) El miedo en el Peru, siglos XVI al XX, edited by Claudia Rosas Lauro

A series of academic articles about fear in Peru in the 16th to 20th centuries. What people were afraid of and what were the social, cultural, religious and political reasons that they might be afraid of a particular thing.

I am adding this to the list because of one specific article—it is introduced as being about the fear of one’s parents, but in particular it talks about a number of legal cases where people were attempting to leave monastic orders claiming to have been made to join under duress—either because they were underage at the time of their vows, or because they had been threatened with physical violence by their relatives, often their parents. I found it interesting, there is a clear parallel between being forced to join a monastic order and entering an unwanted marriage. The arguments that can be used are the same, that the person was too young to meaningfully consent, or only accepted to preserve a degree of bodily integrity. Many of these victims had been threatened, even with death, because the parents wished for their properties to pass on to another one of their relatives. Having taken a vow of poverty, a monk would no longer be entitled to it. It also happened sometimes that these young men would join a monastic order to escape violence in the home. There were other cases where it wasn’t a relative, but rather a priest or another religious authority that convinced a young person that he should take monastic vows, while being too young to understand them or not having received a proper explanation of the terms.

There were other cool articles, such as the one where the fear of piracy overlapped with the fear of heresy because most of the pirates that accosted the Spanish Empire were Protestants from Great Britain or the Netherlands, or the one about the people who chose or were made to starve to death under siege because of Royalist propaganda about the Republican army’s brutality.

This came out rather long… Because I haven’t been typing it directly on the computer where there are so many distractions. I ordered myself an AlphaSmart 3000 over the holidays, it’s an electronic typewriter that you can plug into your computer to transfer what you’ve written before. It’s very pleasant to type in, and it’s also satisfying to see how the letters appear on the word processor when the device transfers the text, it emulates a keyboard so it looks as if it were typing in real time. Don’t worry, I’m not being paid to advertise for a company that no longer exists. If people with similar tastes to mine found it fun or useful I thought I may as well try it out. So far I’ve written a story on this and half-way typed up a draft of a much longer one. Just make sure that if you use different languages on your computer that it’s configured to the English keyboard when you transfer text, otherwise strange symbols may appear!

I’m tagging @bacchanalium, @sifilide, @tetrachromate, @osmanthusoolong, @bogfox and @sherbertilluminated if they want to!

[flock-talk]

Sorry this turned out so long. It started with a simple question, and then it got me thinking more about 'my' bird. Feel free to just ignore this!

Has Toto shown any interest in nest building? I live with a Quaker, and his favourite thing to do is nest building! He uses bbq skewers with the sharp tips clipped off. It's incredible to watch him build and his nests are very elaborate! His owner has to knock them down every so often as they get too big for his cage as well as sanitary concerns but it doesn't seem to upset him too much and he goes right back to building. He sleeps in it at night, too.

Somebody told us that we shouldn't let him build nests because of hormones, but they also started talking about 'dominance', so I kind of disregarded what they said and told his owner to do the same. From what I know about Quakers, which admittedly isn't much, nest building is a normal behavior for them.

Is this a behavior we should be discouraging? Before his owner gave him bbq skewers, he would use any 'stick' he could find, such as pencils, paint brushes, chopsticks, etc. It's something that seems to make him really happy and mentally stimulates him, so I'd hate to take it away from him.

However, he is hormonal. Or at least I think he is. He doesn't let anybody but his owner touch him. He used to dive bomb me and land on my head and peck me if I left my room while he was out. If I hugged his owner, he would scream his head off from his cage. It's not because I was a new person either, I've lived here longer than he has, just one day he stopped liking me. Over time (and me giving him snacks thru the bars of his cage) he's cooled his rage towards me a bit and we can coexist in the same room but I'm still not allowed to touch him. He's a complete angel for his owner, however. She pet's his hole body and tummy which I read is bad to do as it simulates mating behavior and triggers hormones. I tried to get her to stop, but she refuses.

Thank you for reading all this!

It’s something I would look more in to independently since Quakers are odd ones out when it comes to nest behaviour, since most parrots just find hollowed out trees and abandoned spots to nest and don’t actually make their nests. And most other parrots exclusively use their nests for breeding.

Quakers are weird in that they don’t always build nests exclusively for their mate, they do build communal nesting sites where the whole flock will participate in material gathering and building. They work together to build one giant nest structure composed of multiple entrances and nest cavities for the whole flock to use. The birds can live in this giant mondo nest-apartment building all year round or for producing offspring, so it isn’t exclusively a hormone-based behaviour.

When it comes to hormone production in captivity I would play by the individual. If the bird gets aggressive protecting the nest, begins pleasuring themselves, hoarding, regurgitating, or presenting other unhealthy hormonal behaviours then the nesting may want to be discouraged or at least managed in a healthier way.

With your specific bird it also sounds like a lot of other hormonal stimulants are at play which could be the cause for the aggression and one-person attachment behaviours, not necessarily exclusively the nest building.

I’d love to hear other Quaker people chime in on this!

[chewycrunchytgirl]

hello tumblr user crunchytgirl, quick question: what's your favourite namari hime song(s)??

Hello leek, thank you for asking, it’s a complicated question to answer because there are so many good ones, but I can sort by which ones I like the most for different reasons

The song that first got me into nyanyannya as an artist outside of just pjsekai was Club=Majesty, and that’s one of my favorites in part because out of any song ever produced, that one had the biggest mental impact on me in interpreting its message. It hit even harder in a humorous way because of the fact that I was actually in a hotel room on the Las Vegas strip when I listened to it, already in the belly of the beast, so to speak, and the ideal of opulence at the cost of others sang about in Club=Majesty was surrounding me, and that I think me beginning to feel disillusioned, or even disgusted with the luxury I was currently experiencing (I was on vacation) was the first real rift in thinking to form between myself and my father, and led in part to my mental independence.

Sister=Sect Rouge was also pretty influential, and holds a special place for me, in the fact that that is actually the song that convinced me to come out to my best friend about wanting to transition and become a woman. I had long realized that things didn’t feel right as I currently was, but I had been of the mind that doing so would make me a flawed, defective woman unless I worked really really hard, and I had no use trying to justify (Justin⟹Jive⟹Justify reference!?) any extra work for myself, instead opting to feel the pain I know rather than the one I don’t. That all changed one fateful night when I had a dream and met one single, incredible character. Transmasc Sister=Sect Rouge. In he walked with such incredible confidence my girlfriend in the dream immediately broke up with me to go with him. He walked and spoke with an otherworldly swagger and influence. But the most important part? There was almost nothing different. He wore the same outfit, if a bit more minimalist, had the same voice, did the same things, overall the same except for a clear masculine presence that only existed in the realm of thought. And that made me realize that I think it didn’t really matter if I passed, or if I had a feminine voice, or if I dressed femininely, it only mattered that I had the confidence to simply be a woman. That was the catalyst that led to me coming out and starting my journey, and I have had so much joy since. Also the song is a banger and speaks to my previous experiences and critiques with religion when I was a kid.

I also have kind of a sleeper pick, in that I’m a big fan of Noel de Figaro. In the music you can hear how it resembles Noel’s part in El Tango Egoista and in that latter song hear his part break over time and melt into Sister=Sect Rouge’s part, and I think that’s neat. But more than that, Noel is one of only two characters in my life that I have ever truly kinned, and this song is the primary reason why. The whole song is about how truth and sincerity are the only things that matter, told through a somewhat condescending tone, perhaps, and if that were all it would make it one of the weaker songs on nyanyannya’s list, if not for the implications caused by what else we know about his character. Noel de Figaro is an alias. This man is lying as he preaches truth. He is failing as he preaches resilience. He is shrinking away as he preaches confidence. He is the contradictory spirit that posesses my own words and actions, and I think of him every time I think about how “the only true talent is endurance and willingness to practice” and then not practice at that thing, or when I say “austerity breeds power” and then I seriously overcomplicate whatever the thing is. I try my best every day to overcome these flaws, and I know he probably is too. Noel Beutel is my favorite Namari Hime character by far, and I feel conflicted after I realize that he’s probably one of the few who is dead. I think about his journey daily and I am spurred to keep living my life by the fact that I would want him to.

I’m also a big fan of Asu wa Subarashi, an old nyanyannya title featuring Kagamine Len before the Namari Hime series really took shape, and for the problems that song may have it makes me cry without fail every time I even think about it for too long.

Also for reference’s sake I have not read the nyanyannya light novels, and I joined the fandom around the time Kirapipi Kirapika released, so about 8 months ago.

I’ve also been trying to find the Kadoh-anna-ruk-ah Cyanotype album in disc form for a really really long time so if anyone has any leads on that please DM me

I’ve also been listening to Peacemaker on repeat lately

Sorry for the long response, I haven’t had anyone to talk to about this in a while

Oh also EDIT: fun fact I actually saw the Cyanotype album in a dream several months before I found out it exists! I had to prevent myself from spending all of my money on it, just like in real life :3

[flashyfucker]

i can’t stop thinking about prof!erik doing a line of coke off of ur tits and fucking u in the toilets of the bar but also: friends to friends with benefits to both of u catching feelings but not acting on them (especially because he’s a bit older than u maybe 6-10 years older) angst to lovers with erik. ur friends with a younger player on the team that’s how u meet, it’s basic surface level ‘friends’ for a while, until one night it’s too much u both need to get ur hands on each other, u drag him to the bathroom of the club or a players top floor bathroom (he would wait for u to break the sexual tension ur young he feels bad for thinking of u like this) given his age and energy he’d fuck u real good. u leave that party or club that night knowing u need more, he’s probably pussy drunk he hasn’t had sex like that with someone like u in his life. u guys continue with fwb, u don’t try and hide it but you’re not like telling all ur friends that u guys are fucking, but they pick up on it. he probably realises he likes u probably l-words u a few months into it, wouldn’t do anything about it doesn’t wanna lose having u as a fwb, everyone else is telling him to grow up! have some balls tell her! but he’s stubborn and doesn’t think u the smartest sexiest younger girl would like him the old dude with the missing teeth beyond a fwb he’s just a place holder till a worthy more age appropriate man comes ur way. little does he know u like him back, caught feelings for him even before u guys became fwb, you’re dying for him to make a move because as independent and cool as u are ur not going to confess ur feelings to a pro athlete who is also older than u, sorry it’s just scary past boy traumas and all. the angst just builds up until one night out ur flirting with the younger guys on the team he’s feeling jealous and you’re just angry he’s not doing anything! just sitting there all sexy and pent up with anger he could explode, the night ends with u tipsy maybe leaning towards drunk he offers to ride with u, at ur apartment it’s a screaming match probably an argument where both ur insecurities are vocalised ur both just rushing to get the words out, he’s talking about how he’s old he knew this was just fooling around for u until a younger guy comes around, maybe ur talking about how his exes have always been closer to his age more established women you’ve barely finished college u can just about do ur taxes and shit. until u both realise ‘wait he loves me’ ‘wait she wants me too’ and then maybe it’s not make up sex maybe it’s just him helping u get ready for bed u’ve probably sobered up but still he takes ur makeup off and you’re both just content like it can be like this all the time. u get into bed he’s telling u all these sweet soft things which is a nice change from all the filthy shit he usually says when he’s in ur bed late at night. and yeah that’s all, i am a whore for fwb with an older man catching feelings angsty angst then making up happily ever after and who better than ej mr all american? (sorry for the rambling) <33

AGH i love this. screaming out insecurities and then a "wait i don't have any reason to be insecure" realisation is my fuckin lifeblood truly. THIS breed of idiots to lovers angst !! always!!

(saying this again: my absolute favourite breed of asks is when yall write full mini fics like this lmao it makes me like, overwhelmingly happy. pls never apologise for rambling i swear i'm obsessed with it xx)

[fanfictionsandtea]

Peaky Blinders AU where everybody smokes weed instead of tobacco

The Shelbys first discovered weed through an ex-soldier of the colonial army (East India Company).

Thomas was sceptical at first because he knew what opium could do to your body. He was scared that his brothers would get addicted to that new drug he knew little about.

John on the other side was not afraid at all. Behind Tommys back he smoked a bowl of the good Kush and immediately fell in love with Mary Jane.

He began to meet more often with the ex-soldier who was already an experienced pothead and grew his own weed in his backyard.

He also began to smoke on his own and soon discovered the medical benefits as well. After a fight the first thing he would do was not to bandage his wounds but to light up a bowl of his favourite strain.

One day Thomas and Arthur drove to Johns house to suprise him.

When he opened the door the smoke that was trapped in the room escaped in a cloud like manner. His eyes were barely open and looked very irritated.

"What happened to you?", Arthur asked perplexed.

"Oh, I know that bloody smell. John, tell me you are not smoking that fucking flower!", Thomas growled.

"Calm down, Thomas. It helps me with the pain from all the fighting."

"Really?", Arthur asked, "Do you think it could help me with my back?"

"Sure, come in."

John prepered a great bowl full of White Widow. He started laughing as Arthur coughed his soul out of his body. Arthur fell into Johns armchair. He closed his eyes and had a big smile on his face. John was happy about his positiv reaction of sudden relaxation and prepared another bowl for himself.

"John, are you fucking kidding me?", Thomas said with an agressiv voice.

"You should try it, Tommy.", Arthur replied and started coughing again.

"C´mon you´re smoking your bloody opium every second night and now your judging me for smoking some pot."

"Drugs are bloody dangerous, John!", he shouted.

"Damn, Thomas, keep it quiet.", Arthur complained.

"It´s not dangerous. Well, it´s not worse than a cigarette. Weed has a lot of medical benefits. It can help you with pain, stress and even anxiety and depression among other things. It makes all the bad thoughts go away. Try it at least before you judge me."

"Alright, prepare me a bowl."

Thomas first experience was amazing. The weed got his creative juices flowing throughout his body. He started planning to grow his own weed to be financially independent and when an idea hit him like a train. Money. He could sell weed amongst all his friends and enemies to make them dependent on him.

"Guys, we´re starting a new business."

Thomas managed to get some seeds from connection to Amsterdam. At first they only grew weed in there backyards but they expanded quickly into green house complexes specially built for their farming efforts.

Polly was facinated by the new plant. It helped her forgetting about all the bad things that had happened to her in the past. After growing her own marijuana plants she realized how much she loved gardening and began to get deeper into the art of botany especially in regards to crossing different breeds. Her weed became to known as the strongest in all of Birmingham.

Isaiah, Finn and the other boys stopped snorting snow, which Thomas saw as a big improvement of the family.

Ada and the communists natrually loved it, too. They worked together on giant publicly owned fields to support their commune.

Johns oldest boy sometimes snuck out to steel some weed from Esmes purse even though John was always ambitioned to keep children away from drugs.

"I told you a thousand times that pot is only for cannabis patients and adults!" (What up YouTube YouTube what up Jolli Olli comin atcha for CustomGrow420... go check him out)

Alfie Solomon was a bit sceptical at first but he didn´t regret trying it. After blazing he had some beautiful intimate moments with his god.

Everyone was happy and soon the weed wave spread all across the isles and beyond to all corners of the British Empire.

But one day John talked to a guy who gave him shrooms.

[katytheinspiredworkaholic]

For the blogger thing:

Tell me your top 5 domestic hotchreid headcanons!

And tell me why you chose them as your favourite ship!

aww I love this <3 okay here we go:

1. Hotch is the one that cooks. Spencer, for all his knowledge and precision and his chemistry Ph.D. can not cook. He's decent at baking, but he has to make a day out of it and Penelope always insists on being there to help him.

2. Spencer is the one that reads Jack stories. Once Spencer moves in with the Hotchners and Jack discovers that Spencer has an endless plethora of stories to tell -- and he's much more animated than Hotch is -- he insists that Spencer tells him a bedtime story at night instead of his dad. Sometimes Hotch is sad about it, and Spencer will have them all sit together for it, but Spencer is definitely superior when it comes to storytelling.

3. (NSFW) They have more sex on cases than they do at home. They get to share a room on cases, and even when they "don't" they still end up in each other's rooms each night. With less responsibilities, and no Jack just down the hall who could end up in their bed if he has a nightmare, a lot of their inhibitions fall away and they spend more time wrapped up in each other. Less clothing, more touching. Then they go to work in the morning, and it's a routine they don't mind whatsoever.

4. On paper they look like the most boring couple ever, but they go and do things outside of work and on the weekends all the time. Soccer games, museum events, days at the park where Hotch runs and Jack plays on the playground and Spencer reads through a stack of books by the chess tables. They don't spend a lot of time at home, and all three are individuals who like to do independent activities, and somehow they find things to do together that just mesh wonderfully. But their favorite thing to do is go to the Smithsonian museums on the weekends, and Hotch and Spencer get to hold hands in public and Jack gets to run around and look at whatever has captured his attention that month, and it's quiet but stimulating and those are always the best days together.

5. Hotch and Spencer live together for a while before they tell the team. But when they do, they host dinner and invite everyone over like family, and it still takes the team like half the night to figure it out. Even with Spencer's books stacked on the shelves and his converses next to Hotch's running shoes by the door. No one really takes it badly, even though a few are surprised, mostly they just wished they'd known sooner -- because it's very apparent by the end of the night, when Jack asks Spencer to tuck him in, that they have become this fully functioning family unit all their own... without the team ever knowing. And it's sweet, and comforting, that something like this can blossom in a place like their work -- where the lowest and most depraved aspects of human nature are inspected and studied. Somehow, two of their team members fell in love, and made a family, and that's a beautiful thing.

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To answer your other question, see above <3 I really enjoy writing HotchReid, because the way I write them they just click so well. I see it a lot more in later seasons, but Hotch and Reid really understand each other on an intellectual level. I love it when we start to notice the shift between where Reid looks to Hotch as a mentor, and when Hotch starts to see him as someone closer to an equal. A man all his own. Someone to learn from, who surpasses his own knowledge. I think I saw it a lot in season 10 where Hotch seemed to be a lot more knowledgeable about obscure things, playing off of Reid's informational tangents so effortlessly, and I couldn't help but think that he must be reading more. Studying to keep up with the younger genius, bettering himself along the way.

I just love them interacting in softer ways, and I know that's not usually the norm, but they are both the most wonderful breed of nerds and I like how they click. I also like Hotch's domestic storylines, I relate to them a lot more now that I'm older and have kids of my own, and when I first started watching CM I was in college and I related to Reid a lot more. HotchReid has become a place that they meet, and playing with that dynamic is just... so satisfying and fun, and I don't see myself straying from it any time soon. 💕

[creatingnikki]

I need to know. How much you care about me. It's not being petty or immature but I need to know. Why? Because I believe we have a pure connection. The one where you care about each other without any gain or benefit other than that you share that precious wholesomeness. The one where celebrating each other's wins and checking up on each other after a health scare comes naturally and is so obvious. Not something that you have to put on your task list or something that feels like an obligation. The love, the care, the worry...it all comes as a reflex like when you sing along to your favourite song or take a deep breath in the mountains in front of a stunning view. I need to know if you feel this way about us too or if it's only me because I am tired of being played the fool and used for other people's benefit - emotional, sexual, financial, and every other kind of benefit that exists without something given in return. Quid pro quo. See, understand this. I am not against relationships where there is a mutual material gain. I think those are smart and required. Like that study buddy who you help with math and who in return helps you with biology. Or that co-worker who brings you morning coffee and you cover their shift when they have an emergency. Then there are those relationship dynamics that aren't this obvious. You know the kind where I help you like yourself and feel more confident and you give me the best book recommendations. Such returns are not equal or rigid but there's something for each person involved. Don't tell me I'm cold or calculating because this is just a fact. I do believe in those pure, selfless relationships and honestly those are the ones I always crave and work towards. But what tends to happen is that the other person was milking me for their benefit all along while I kept thinking that we both feel only unconditional love for each other. I know they say that how you feel about someone should be independent of how they feel for you. That's how people glorify unrequited love and such. I for one believe that when you do that you're low on self-love. Or you feel a lot of things for a lot of people easily and fairly quickly. I take a lot of time and know in my bones that I value quality>quantity. So my friend circle is minuscule and my lovers are few and far between and I have no interest in breeding pests.

I know what a quality friend is and you’re not one of them 

[fanficshiddles]

Butterfly Into Chains, Chapter 12

Esme was quiet during breakfast, after the realisation that she really wouldn’t ever be going back to her hometown, even to visit, she was feeling a little down. Even though she tried to think on the bright side.

‘What’s your absolute favourite meal?’ Chris asked Esme while they ate.

‘Uhmm… I guess it would have to be pasta. I just love any kind, especially a tomato kind though. I’d thrive in Italy.’

‘Mmm, pasta, pizza, ice cream. Sounds like my ideal place, too.’ Ben agreed.

‘Anywhere with food is your ideal place.’ Michael jabbed at him.

‘Oi!’ Ben huffed, while Esme giggled.

‘What about curries, do you like hot food?’ Chris asked.

‘I love hot curries!’

‘Good to hear. I make a mean Jalfrezi, it’s to die for.’ Chris boasted proudly.

‘Yeah, it’s certainly mean as it kills your ass afterwards!’ Said David.

Ben almost choked on his orange juice from laughing. Esme put her hand over her mouth as she laughed too.

Michael and David then started singing the ring of fire, earning hard glares from Chris.

‘Yet you still eat it!’ He grumbled.

‘Yeah, it is yummy. Just lethal.’ Ben grinned and looked at Esme, winking at her.

Conversation was much and such the same, Esme had forgotten all about her conversation with Tom in the bath earlier and was feeling happier again, relaxing... But it didn’t last long.

‘There are a few things we need to discuss with you, love. And it’s a time for you to ask any questions you may have, too.’ Tom said after they all finished their breakfast.

Esme looked terrified at that. Wondering what on earth they would have to discuss with her. He sounded so strict, too. Not at all like the other four during breakfast, being funny and chatting away nicely.

David put his hand on her arm and gave her a reassuring squeeze. ‘Don’t look so worried, Esme.’

‘The rules of the house are simple, love. You do as we say, to keep you safe and healthy. If you want to go somewhere, you will have one of us with you at all times.’ Tom explained.

‘So… I can’t go out-with the boundary alone? To the village or beach?’ She asked, slightly sad at the thought. She was so used to having her own freedom, to being rather independent.

‘No.’ Tom said sternly.

Chris continued. ‘It’s not safe, an omega being out alone. Especially one as pretty as you. But we will take you to the village or beach whenever you like, you just ask. Besides, it’s too far to walk and too dangerous going down the cliffside so one of us will need to drive you.’

That’s maybe not so bad. Esme thought. They were just looking out for her wellbeing.

Ben chimed in. ‘There’s a bigger town about an hour away, it has a cinema, theatre, music venue, small shopping centre, we will take you there for trips out, too.’

Esme smiled. ‘That sounds good.’

‘During your heat, you will not leave the premises, at all. Under any circumstance.’ Tom said, his tone leaving no room at all for any kind of arguments.

‘Ok… Makes sense. And at least that won’t be for another few years anyway.’ Esme said, nodding.

‘Not exactly. We are going to be giving you injections, one that will speed up your fertility. So you will come into heat within the month.’ Tom said far too calmly.

Esme’s eyes widened. ‘Wh… what? Why? No!’ She panicked and stood up quickly, but David grabbed her wrist and tugged her onto his lap. She struggled and tried to get up again, but David wouldn’t let her.

‘Shhh, shhh. Calm down, poppet.’ He held her still with an arm around her middle and he stroked her hair with the other to try and help calm her.

Part of her did calm down, being on one of her Alphas laps and being told to calm down. It was natural for her to do so. Even if her mind wasn’t completely on board.

‘You’re an omega, we are Alphas. It’s in our nature to want to breed you, to have babies.’ Tom said as if stating the obvious.

‘But… why can’t we just wait till I’m older and due my heat naturally? I’m not ready for a baby!’ She felt panicky, like she was going to pass out.

‘You won’t need to worry about that. We will be doing what is natural to our species. Just, speeding up the process a little.’ Tom smiled and stood, he walked around the table and leaned over, gently holding her chin he brushed his thumb up across her cheek. ‘In around five months’ time, you will be birthing one of our children.’

Her breathing quickened, Tom could see the clear panic in her eyes. He kissed her forehead. ‘Easy, love. Don’t panic, there is absolutely nothing to worry about. You want to make your Alphas proud, don’t you?’

She tried to calm down as tears rolled down her cheeks. She nodded, not able to find her voice. The thought of making her Alphas upset did make her feel sick, she didn’t want to do that.

‘That’s our girl.’ Tom smiled. He crouched down on front of her, rubbing her knees while David still kept a tight hold of her. ‘That’s why we don’t want you working, as you will soon be pregnant. So you’ll need to save your energy. And of course, we all still have needs that will need to be seen to. But we aren’t rabbits, as I said before, we won’t be on you every single second.’

‘As delightful as that would be.’ Michael purred from the other side of the table, making Chris chuckle.

‘We all have jobs to go to during the week, at different times. But there will always be one of us around to look after you.’ Tom smiled.

Esme could barely take anything else in. The thought that she was going to be impregnated soon was all she could think about.

‘Can… Can I get some fresh air?’ She asked shakily.

‘Of course.’ Tom nodded and stood up, stepping out of the way.

David released her and she slipped off his lap. She made her way to the door as quickly as possible, as soon as she got outside, she gulped down the fresh air and leaned against the hand rail that was by the front door. She gripped it hard, trying to focus on the cool steel and the wind on her face.

‘Calm down, Esme. It’s ok. You’re an omega. You were always going to be having a baby, it makes sense now you’re with Alphas.’ She said to herself and bent over, head between her arms.

Tom and Michael looked out the window and watched as Esme took a walk around the large garden. She stopped for a while at the far side of the garden, at the cliff edge side. She was leaning against the tall stone wall, listening to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

‘Maybe we should take her to the beach this afternoon, help settle her mind.’ Michael suggested.

‘Good idea. David and I need to go into the office, but the rest of you can take her.’ Tom nodded.

‘Do you think she might be a flight risk?’ Michael asked.

Tom scrunched his nose up and then shook his head. ‘Nah. She’s a good girl, she will do whatever we tell her to. Especially once she learns there are rewards for good behaviour and consequences for naughty behaviour.’

[smmahamazing]

InuKag Week 2020 - Acceptance

Set in the universe of my modern AU “Cowboy Blues”, but you don’t have tohave read that to know whats going on!

FFN or AO3

Inuyasha slammed the door to his apartment shut. He didn’t quite understand why he was so angry. This wasn’t the first time he had lost a bit of business because of ignorant people with a prejudice against hanyous, although this one was a lot more dramatic than most. The missed business wasn’t even that big of a deal to him - it wasn’t like Inuyasha didn’t do well enough for himself that one customer deciding to take their money elsewhere would break his business. It had happened before, and would happen again; that way just the way the world worked. If anything, Inuyasha grew more angry by not knowing why he was so angry in the first place. 

Although, if he thought about it rationally for just a moment, not being able to see Kagome all week might have had a little to do with it. There had been a huge power outage in the area where she worked - unbeknownst to her or the elderly couple that ran the diner - and a lot of food wound up spoiled. To top it all off, they had several catering events planned for that week, which meant triple the work for his poor girlfriend. Kagome was so tired that she could barely keep herself awake to shower and pop a frozen meal in the microwave before utterly passing out. Inuyasha had offered to come over to cook her dinners and take care of her this week, but she was adamant that she would fine and that he wouldn’t see her for very long anyways since she crashed almost as soon as she got home, and that they could wait until the following weekend when they both had days off to truly spend quality time together. That was basically code for Kagome not wanting to put him out because of a rough work week.

Which Inuyasha thought was bullshit, but he wasn’t about to start an unnecessary fight over it. Sure, they had still taken the time to text every night before bed, but it just wasn’t the same as actually getting to see her, to touch her soft skin, and take in her absolutely ravishing scent.

If Inuyasha was honest with himself, he found himself needing Kagome more and more each day. They had been dating for a few months now, and it scared him a little with how happy he was. Kagome was like a bubble of sunshine; she filled his life with a warmth and happiness that Inuyasha hadn’t seen in a long time. However, bubbles were fragile, and easily popped. Everything was good, for now, but how long will that happiness last? When will she finally see the monster she’s dating, and decide she’s better off without him?

Perhaps the reason Inuyasha was so on edge wasn’t due to the altercation at work today, but his own insecurities. Back in feudal times, hanyous were a scourge of the Earth; hated by demons for bearing the weak blood of humans, and feared for their demonic attributes by humans. There was no place for a hanyou to live in peace. Times changed as the youkai and humans learned to co-mingle - in more ways than one- which resulted in the population of hanyous to slowly rise. Soon enough, hanyous became a tolerated breed as fewer people continued to care about an outdated prejudice. But just because most people stopped caring if Inuyasha was a hanyou didn’t mean they weren’t leery of him. Or that they’d ever want to associate with a hanyou like that. And who was to say that Kagome couldn’t become one of those people? Someone who would just take her leave of him when she came to her senses.

Inuyasha desperately didn’t want Kagome to become another Kikyo. He wanted to spend all his free time with her, cooking and watching their favourite television shows together. Meeting Sango and Miroku for dinner and drinks. He wanted to watch the sun rise and set with her each and every single day.

These were scary thoughts for him, because he was becoming so attached to her in such a short time, and truthfully, Inuyasha didn’t know if she felt the same way. She always seemed to enjoy their time together, even when they’d fight a little.

Inuyasha closed his eyes and took a deep breath in to try and exhale the tension from his shoulders. He was greeted, firstly and foremostly, with the sweet scent that was Kagome. Despite the fact that he spent more time over at her apartment, Kagome had been over enough times for her scent to linger, which was great for when they slept in their own beds. Kagome’s scent was even more prominent today, chiseling away at his sour disposition until his more natural gruff temperament washed over him. Inuyasha shot his eyes open as another scent wafted in from the kitchen; the smell of cooked food.

Inuyasha immediately tensed up at the prospect of an intruder in his apartment. Normally, intruders broke in to rob people of their worldly possessions, not their fridge. The intruder hadn't seemed to notice the front door slam - something Inuyasha found odd. He slowly knelt down to slip his shoes off his feet when he noticed another pair of shoes set off to the side. One look at the primrose coloured flats was all Inuyasha needed to know who his intruder was, although he became more confused than before. The clock on the wall read 2:45, when Kagome should have still been at work.

"Kagome?" Inuyasha called out, wondering what was going on.

"Inuyasha! I'm in the kitchen!"

Inuyasha shuffled into the kitchen towards her voice, the smell of caramelized onions and simmering meat flooding his nose. The sight before him, though, was far more intriguing than the delectable food she was cooking. She was dressed simply in yoga pants, her ebony locks were tied up in a messy bun, although the bright pink chef's coat she sported drew most of his attention.

Kagome had a rainbow of chef coats, one in practically every colour. They were almost exclusively worn at work - Kagome had her own cooking apron at home that her mother had made for her - but Kagome would don the jacket whenever she was making an important dish.

Looking over her shoulder, she gave him a warm smile. "You're home early, was it a slow day?"

Inuyasha was puzzled to see her standing there, but he'd be lying if seeing her didn't immediately lessen the weight in his chest. Damn if he was starting to think that he was falling for this woman. Hard. 

"Naw, just a rough day. Decided to split early before I decided to start knocking heads," Inuyasha grunted, his voice coming out more gravely and low than he expected, and he winced slightly as the smile that had lit Kagome's face fell. She gave her pan a quick stir before walking to the fridge. She pulled out a beer and handed it to him.

"Well, first things first: have a beer. Why don't you go get dressed into something more comfortable and you can tell me all about it afterwards."

He took the beer from her with zeal, giving her a quick kiss before heading off to his bedroom to change. Inuyasha had no plans to talk about his day with her, but he would make himself look more presentable for his girl so she could entertain him with her day. He sauntered back into the kitchen about ten minutes later, donned in a pair of clean sweats with a freshly washed face, feeling immensely better than he had when he got home. Somehow in such a short period of time, whatever Kagome was cooking had managed to smell even better, causing his mouth to water.

"Whatchu makin'?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her waist to embrace her from behind. She hummed a little at his question, resting the back of her head against his chest.

"Nothing special, just a stew. My local market had the meat on sale, so I thought I would treat my wonderful boyfriend to a good home cooked meal."

"Woman, everything you make is special." Inuyasha grinned at the blush he knew covered her face. He placed a kiss on the top of her head before letting her go to have a seat at the bar that separated the living room and kitchen. "So how come you're here and not at work? Did things finally slow down?"

"A little. Things are back to normal anyways. My boss surprised me this morning and gave me the day off!" She turned from the stove to look at Inuyasha, her gaze softening. “I really missed you this week.”

“Me, too,” he agreed, warmth flooding his chest at the soft look she was giving him. She turned away to add the onions to the stock pot before lidding the pot and joining him at the bar.

“This is actually an apology dinner of sorts.”

“Apology for what?” he asked, a small sense of dread poking it’s way through.

“I sort of blew you off this week about coming over to help take care of me when I should have just taken you up on your offer,” she began, her eyes darting around as if she was afraid to look directly at him. “ I just felt like it would be selfish of me to shove all of my own responsibilities on you just because I was busy with work. I didn’t put any consideration into the fact that you actually wanted to come take care of me, and not that I was a burden.

“You were right. This week sucked, and I would have been a much more tolerable person to be around if I had my big, strong hanyou helping me out.” Kagome lifted the corners of her lips in a smirk that was very reminiscent of the silver-haired hanyou sitting beside her.

Inuyasha was floored. He wouldn’t deny that Kagome’s refusal to help her this week had irritated him in more ways than one, but he never would have expected an apology from her. She was a grown woman who was more than capable of taking care of herself, and no matter how much he would rather do that job himself, he would never try and take her independence away from her.

“Kags,” he started, not quite knowing how to respond. One one hand, he didn’t want her apologizing, but he decided that not accepting her apology would be just as bad as her not accepting his help this week. “It’s alright. You’re here now, and that’s all that matters.”

He took her hand, pressing his lips to her knuckles. Kagome smiled at him, thankful that she didn’t have to force her apology on him. She was slowly starting to learn that Inuyasha was the type to brush off any form of apology, no matter how much he deserved it. She had a feeling that Inuyasha ended up giving apologies more than receiving them, which left a doleful emotion in her heart. It was the same impression she got from him when she heard him slam the front door, and now that talking about her day was out of the way, she fully planned on ascertaining what happened to him today.

“Now, let’s talk about your day,” Kagome said, standing up to grab herself a glass of wine before they opened up the proverbial can of worms. She noticed how Inuyasha instantly tensed out of the corner of her eye and made the quick decision to grab him another beer from the fridge. She had a feeling he would need it in the next couple of minutes.

Inuyasha sighed as he watched her grab her drink and a bottle of beer - the latter he assumed for him. He really didn't want to talk about what happened today; the thought of sharing a delicious home-cooked meal and maybe watching a movie sounded far more appealing to him. But if he knew anything about Kagome by now, it was that she was stubborn as hell. No doubt she would poke and prod until he was singing like a canary, so he gave in to her request, downing what was left of his first beer to give him some sea legs to stand on.

"Today, we had a customer come to the shop to get his brake pads looked at. I was in my office at the time when he came in and spoke to Takai at the front desk."

Inuyasha paused, keeping his eyes locked on his beer. She might want to know what happened, but that didn't mean she needed a play-by-play. He just needed to keep it short and simple. "He was just about done talking with Takai when I stepped out of the office, and as soon as he saw me all hell broke loose."

"What did he do?" She asked.

"Had a hissy fit. Spotted my ears and immediately knew what I was. Demanded to speak with the manager, and when I told him I was the owner he got all huffy and walked out. It's not that big of a deal. Takai told me he'd lock up tonight so I could come home early."

Kagome furrowed her brows. "I don't understand. Why did he make such a fuss? Did he know you from somewhere?"

Inuyasha looked up from his drink at her. Did she really not know why that asshole freaked out? He didn't really take Kagome for being a naive girl, but could see her confusion as he stared into her eyes. 

"Kags...he saw that I was a hanyou," he muttered, hoping he wouldn't have to elaborate anymore on the subject. She stared at him for another minute, the wheels slowly turning in her head.

"So," she started, gazing into her drink. "He walked out because he didn't want a hanyou working on his car?"

Inuyasha didn't respond to her. He didn't need to anyways. Everything suddenly clicked into place in Kagome's mind as her confusion turned into anger. She couldn't believe that someone would be so petty as to walk out of an establishment because of something so….archaic. So what if Inuyasha was a hanyou? His heritage had nothing to do with his work. He ran a respectable auto shop with fair prices and good online reviews; what more could you ask for? She was about to let her thoughts on that sorry excuse for a human fly when her mind fully processed a part of his story.

"What do you mean 'it's not a big deal'?" She rounded back at him, fire burning in her eyes.

"I mean, it's not a big deal, Kagome. It ain't like he's the first asshole to tell me how pond scum are better than me, and he sure won't be the last!"

"But that's awful! He doesn't even know you, how could he just - "

"The don't have to know me Kagome, that's the fucking point!" Inuyasha shouted, causing Kagome to flinch at the sudden loudness that permeated the air. He instantly regretted his sudden outburst, feeling himself get sick, his stomach wrapping itself in an endless knot. He didn't want to fight with Kagome - or scare her, if her reaction to his shouting told him anything. All he wanted was to forget about what happened today. "Look, I'm sorry - "

It was Inuyasha's turn to get cut off as Kagome reached out and took his hand, giving it a gentle, but firm squeeze. 

"Don't apologize Yash. We don't have to talk about it anymore," she spoke quietly, her thumb caressing the top of his hand as Inuyasha let out a deep breath. "I'm sorry that this happened to you today. I've never seen youkai or hanyou as different. At least, not in the negative sense. I forget that there are still prejudiced people in the world."

Kagome brought her other hand up to hold onto his own as they sat in companionable silence. Inuyasha wasn’t very good at expressing his feelings, so Kagome focused on his body language. Inuyasha’s eyes were trained on their interlocked hands. He maintained a gentle grip on her hands, every now and then giving them a harder squeeze in an almost reflexive sort of way. Other than the miniscule muscle movements of his hand, Inuyasha was still as a stone.

‘It’s almost as if he’s afraid…’

“Inuyasha,” Kagome said fondly. “You know I accept you as you are, right?”

Inuyasha balked at her, finally taking his gaze off their hands. She gave him a warm smile and one last squeeze before standing to go check on the stew, leaving him with no time to answer her question. She didn’t need them to have a long, drawn out conversation about it - unless he wanted to, of course. As long as Inuyasha took her words to heart, she would be content. There would be time for words later; tonight was for good food and snuggling up on the couch, holding each other until sleep came for them.

Inuyasha watched Kagome putz around the stove, stirring the stew and adding spices here and there. To hear her say those words, I accept you, was almost more than he could bear. And in that moment, Inuyasha decided he could care less about the asshole from earlier, and wasn’t about to let him take up any more of his time or thoughts from his girl.

Kagome accepted him, and that’s all that mattered.

[theelliottsmiths]

Idk if this has been asked before but if the band were cats, what kind of cats/breed would they be?

It probably has but 1. Tumblr is impossible and 2. It's fun

You didn't specify and cats breeds aren't as diverse as dogs so only like half are domestic cats

Till: Scottish wildcat. Sturdier than domestic cats, rare and wild, very good hunters (obviously). Handsome, look meaner than they are. Maybe also a liger, or a Maine coon because they're big babies and act more like dogs than cats. Very loyal. Weirdly, they usually enjoy being in water. People get pools and run baths for them and they have so much fun swimming around.

Paul: Munchkin, keeping it brief so I don't start ranting about breeding shit like that into cats just because it's cute but small. Affectionate, intelligent, supposedly they like to hoard things and he collects/collected coffee machines according to him. Almost said rusty spotted cat (the smallest species I believe, the picture attached is of an ADULT), but that's too obvious. Maybe a Pallas' purely because look AT them.

Richard: chinchilla longhair. Why? When I was a child I had this cat book (I went through a long cat phase apparently even though we never had any) and the chinchilla longhair was my favourite. It's beautiful. It has eyeliner. It looks like a high maintenance bitch but in a nice way, like they're totally worth it. They're lovely and pretty extroverted but definitely a more independent breed. Alternately, a ragdoll because he's so soft and cuddly and melty.

Oli: caracal. Looks pretty normal until you get to the ears and then it turns out it's a weirdo. Alternately, a very rare species called the Borneo bay cat which is also a weirdo and Long and again, rare. Name the last time a human perceived Oli, I'll wait.

Schneider: I was about to say cornish rex but they're curly but then I remembered the modern Siamese, look he looks just fucking like it

Flake: sphynx, obvious choice, or a jaguarundi. They're. They're so fucking long, my friends. They're also fairly smart and pretty shy, or so I was told. Whether or not Flake is shy is hard to determine, I'd say both yes and no because he's so hard to pin down: he'll be quiet and why one moment and then the next he's being fucked in stage with a gag in his mouth like it's nothing. In the past I think he used alcohol to loosen up and boy did he loosen, going off the stories. But anyway.

[dansnaturepictures]

12th October 2020: A great Monday at home and Lakeside with many of my favourite birds seen

My new working week started very well seeing the nice view in the first picture in this photoset of the view from my room with a nice bit of bright sky adding to the autumnal colour of the trees visible from my room getting even more colourful well. A nice bright start to the day. I enjoyed seeing some Blue Tits among Goldfinches, Starlings, House Sparrows and others in and around the garden from the house I also went into the back garden and enjoyed seeing some little leaves among the usual flowers looking nice and yellow which was really nice before my lunch time walk. I then did my walk to Lakeside and I took the second picture in this photoset on the way there of Collared Doves comically piling onto a streetlight something I really enjoyed seeing two key themes of my time working from home has been seeing these birds on street light and interesting places in the urban environment and more recently just how many Collared Doves are about in and around the garden we used to get two or two at a time now there seems to be five or six. The one flying in seen in the picture looked as though it tried to mate with another. It was just a lovely scene and I don’t know how they all fitted on just one sat on a streetlight is quite remarkable because of the space it takes up and Woodpigeons too so seeing four on there was special. On the way and as I photographed in ones I tweeted on Dans_Pictures I saw a Collared Dove on the football goal/basketball area on the green out the front. I took the third, fourth and fifth pictrues in this photoset on my way to Lakeside of some lovely red flowers growing outside of the fence which I loved noticing and photographing before with some red leaves stretching over, one of many Starlings I saw and photographed well as lots of bird photos I’ve taken lately continued and a view with some more nice autumnal trees. 

During our Bushy Park trip on Saturday one thing I noted was that compared to doing this trip that we do annually was that I didn’t see any of my 30 favourite birds. On our usual Richmond and Bushy Park visit each year from when we first did it 10 years ago Saturday and particularly in recent years birds such as Green and Great Spotted Woodpecker, Jay, Buzzard, Great Crested Grebe, Pochard, Kingfisher and Little Egret once have been around but on just the Bushy visit it wasn’t meant to be on Saturday. Green Woodpecker is a bird I got smashing views and got to photograph at Lakeside on Friday though so I got a full fix of these woodpeckers I adore. And today as I walked down the path through the two fenced off areas at Lakeside I was very happy to spot a Green Woodpecker flying over the grass briefly. This set the tone for this to be one the best Lakeside walks whilst working from home I had with favourite birds of mine. 

As I walked on it was another type of deer to the reds of Bushy at the weekend I saw as I noticed two Roe Deers in the northern nature reserve fenced off area go under trees on the edge possibly sheltering from the little bit of rain we had this lunch time. This is where one was a few weeks ago which I just got a glimpse of. I very much enjoyed watching these deers it was a standout moment today and I took the sixth picture in this photoset of some. This added greatly to many amazing experiences I’ve had with Roe Deers at Lakeside this year a real standout species of before the virus hit and through working from home in both scenarios making me proud to have deers so close to where I live. Its interesting I photographed a Roe Deer today the Monday after our Bushy Park trip for Red Deers and more as last year with me still based in the office on a Monday off of work after the Richmond and Bushy Park visit we did I photographed a Roe Deer at Hook-with-Warsash another walk with a bit of rain so this was interesting to think. 

I walked down to the lakes and whilst I’d seen them fly over the house a lot recently including this morning I was delighted to see the group or some of the group of Greylag Geese by the lake which I took the seventh picture in this photoset of one doing an interesting pose with its leg up. I expected it based on my past experience of Lakeisde and living near here and coming here but the Greylag and Canada Geese being here this year whilst working from home and coming over here most days over the summer went in the blink of an eye. I just got so used to seeing them and had my best year ever for goslings with adorable families of each species and I loved photographing them again and again really my main baby bird project this year before the Great Crested Grebes produced chicks when the goslings were all grown up. Maybe as I was focused on the grebes this had an impact but it was a though as I was so used to both geese species being here in numbers I barely noticed when I stopped seeing them. Compared to the Canadas which only really seem to come to these lakes to breed the Greylags stick and fly around the area and they still visit Lakeside through the winter so I don’t have to miss that species too much. 

I did see some of one of my favourite birds the Great Crested Grebe chicks on the next lake shown in the eighth picture in this photoset seeing all three together as I did today is a rarity these days as they are so big and independent now that they often split up or there is two together and one with the parents I saw the adults or some adults on that lake and the third one. Another great bit of time spent with them today and I saw other great water birds on this lake. Not least I was thrilled when a Kingfisher a blue and orange flash darted past me on the lake. I’ve had a strong few months for seeing Kingfishers and given I’ve seen them often here before but didn’t for the early bit of lockdown like Green Woodpecker I am now seeing many of them on my local lunch time exercise walks to Lakeside. I loved spending some time with this bird again. I changed my plans I was going to dart off home via the wooded path at the west of the site but I rounded the adjoined westernmost lake the direction the Kingfisher flew in just in case I might catch another glimpse of it but I didn’t. 

But I was glad I changed the route as when I rounded the lake and walked along the path going up to the steps the Monks Brook halt steam railway platform I was delighted to spot a Jay flying over. I then saw it again when I got up the steps and proceeded along the northern path from the platform to the north east entrance which was my exit today as well. I got great binocular views of it on fence posts and I very much enjoyed seeing it flitting around. This is another of my favourite birds and one I have seen at Lakeside before lots but I had not seen one at all since working from home which is quite something considering I come here most days. So it was lovely to add this one to the list of now seven favourite birds of mine I’ve seen either at home or over Lakeside on working days with an eighth a Great Spotted Woodpecker I heard at one point I think too earlier in the year. I enjoyed a great few minutes with this Jay and I got the ninth picture in this photoset of this crow I’ve seen so many crow species well lately so this added to this nicely. A great few moments. I took the tenth picture in this photoset of a view with some nice autumnal leaves on the way out of Lakeside. 

When home I enjoyed seeing a Pied Wagtail flying around on the forecourt outside as I worked. To my delight I noticed it had flown into the garden and I loved watching it there I tweeted a picture of it and one of masses of Starlings and lots of Collared Doves once more on the roof visible from my room so great birdwatching from the bedroom window again. It was a big moment seeing the Pied Wagtail actually in the garden as for the last two years we’ve seen them feed in and regularly visit the garden a highlight of the winter days for me a lot. So it just feels nice seeing one come in a great part of what autumn is all about getting ready for winter in the natural world. A very nice start to the week again and a fourth consecutive day really where I’ve had amazing wildlife experiences and seen so much some top days out and about and at home. 

Wildlife Sightings Summary: Four of my favourite birds the Green Woodpecker, Jay, Kingfisher and Great Crested Grebe, Mallard, Moorhen, Mute Swan, Greylag Goose, Black-headed Gull, Carrion Crow, Jackdaw, Collared Dove, Woodpigeon, Starling, House Sparrow, Goldfinch, Blue Tit, Pied Wagtail, possibly a Chiffchaff again in the tree out the front and Roe Deer. 

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I adore your thoughts about deamon culture and upbringing. Something that’s always bugged me is that we don’t really get an insight into the culture and layout of heaven and hell or the non-humanness that makes angles and deamons. Please give more thoughts!!!

OH BOY, DO I

DEMON CULTURE HEADCANONS COMING RIGHT UP 

[1] My personal headcanon is that devil was originally a Lilim word that basically meant “warlord” - the leader of a clan with his or her own territory - and there were thousands of them, because demons lived in warring clans. Every clan had a _devil, _and they all considered themselves the ultimate authority and were constantly fighting for power. When Lucifer staged a coup and took over one of the strongest clans in the Ninth Circle, he basically went on a conquering spree, up to the point that there is now only one devil; all the other clan leaders have bent the knee to him. There’s probably either a Lilim way of distinguishing between A Devil (a warlord) and The Devil (Lucifer, King of Hell), or it’s become sort of an archaic term used only to refer to Lucifer and another name has become commonplace for your bog-standard warlord. The word then made its way to Earth both through Lucifer himself and through other demons before he outlawed possession, and developed its modern meaning from there. 

More under the cut - this is long as fuck. It’s becoming a habit.

GENETICS: 

- Demons live in one of the most inhospitable, treacherous environments of any dimension in the known multiverse. They’ve been shaped by the need to survive in their habitat. 

- Demons in general have a much higher heat resistance than humans, as well as far better low-light vision and enhanced speed, strength and endurance. 

- Hell has different habitats the same way Earth does, though, and the demons who live in the Ninth Circle (the part of Hell we see in the show, the part where Lucifer’s palace is) would have different adaptations to the demons who’ve evolved to live in the swampy marshland of the Sixth Circle (where Maze was born). 

- Demons are an R-coded species, so they have large numbers of babies, less parental care, a short gestation period and a very low survival-to-adulthood rate.  

- Because their babies have such a low survival rate, demons have very little parental attachment and they don’t form family units the way humans do (i.e. child raised by biologically related caregivers, close relationship between parents and child). 

CHILDHOOD:

- Baby demons are born already equipped with fantastic low-light vision, a full set of needle-sharp teeth, and the ability to get up and move around very shortly after birth. They’re not wholly independent - they don’t learn to talk or develop fine motor/dexterity skills until they’re older - but they are very much born armed and dangerous, which they need to be because… 

- They can and do eat their siblings in the nest, like sharks. Cannibalism is fucking rife in Hell. A large chunk of spawn are lost in their first year to fratricide/sororicide. It’s just seen as weeding out the weaklings. 

- In most clans, the spawn are raised communally in a creche run by designated nest-minders; these are usually the weakest members of the clan who would not be any use as warriors. Raising the young during their first few years of life is a fairly low-status position in society, but it does ensure that those weak demons will be fed, housed and protected - nobody wants to have to take over their job, so it’s worthwhile to keep them alive. 

- Demon spawn are…little demons. A large part of why Lucifer doesn’t like children is because of extended exposure to spawn. They completely lack empathy and social skills, so they’re loud, they bite, and a large chunk of nest-minders’ time is spent separating them when they try to kill each other. They won’t develop logic, critical thinking or their (still limited) sense of empathy until they’re a lot older. 

- Contrary to what some might believe, demons do have affectionate nicknames for their young - the sort of thing a warrior might call his trainee, or a nest-minder might call their favourite charge. The English equivalent would probably be kiddo or something, but they’d translate literally as “spawn” or “offspring”. There’s a sort of implication there that you care enough about this kid to see them as family; they can probably rely on you to protect them if they’re in danger. 

ADOLESCENCE:

- Demons don’t have a long childhood, and mostly they learn a trade by apprenticing under a professional. A would-be warrior is trained by an experienced warrior; a kid with a talent for art might apprentice under a leathercrafter; if you’re particularly intelligent and politically savvy you might get lucky and learn from your clan’s devil, if you manage to impress them. 

- A juvenile who wants to be a warrior (like Maze, for example) goes through a series of incredibly dangerous trials to become a fully-fledged adult warrior of their clan. It’s sort of like living in the Hunger Games, but, you know. Permanently. 

* Around the onset of puberty, at around 10 or 11 years old, they’re given a simple weapon and some supplies and sent out into the world by themselves to find something useful to bring back to their clan, to prove that they’re worth the time and effort it will take to train them. 

At this point, they have no formal training. They’ve got a decade or so of viciously scrapping with other youngsters in the creche for food, but they’re expected to get by mostly on their wits, their viciousness, and their willingness to kill to survive. 

There are hundreds of things that can kill a young demon alone in Hell. Demons from other clans. Heat exhaustion. Feral hellhounds. Dehydration. Volcanic eruption. Manticore. Harpy. Dragon. There’s even a chance another kid from their own clan will panic and kill first, ask questions later. 

What they bring back can be any of a number of things. Maybe some priceless gemstones that can be traded for commodities not native to their area of Hell. Maybe information about a territory ripe for overtaking. Maybe spoils taken from dead enemies from a clan yours is at war with. Whatever it is, it needs to be something the leaders of your clan will benefit from, or they might send you back out to find something better. Maze brought back Lucifer.

How impressive your gift is generally determines who you apprentice under; the kids who brought back the most impressive things will usually get sent to the clan’s top warriors. 

Only 30% or so of the kids sent out into the world will come back. The ones who didn’t clearly wouldn’t have survived training, so it wouldn’t have been worth the effort to train them in the first place. 

They’ll spend the next ten years or so (maybe more, maybe less) in training. Their mentor will teach them to fight with a whole load of different weapons, how to hunt, how to torture a captive, how to plan a battle, etc. The ones with leadership potential, training under the clan’s War Chief, also learn - on the DL, because nobody wants to get murdered - how to deal with your devil when they’re being an asshole, and how to bring them round to your way of thinking when their plan for a war clashes with yours. 

In bigger clans, at the end of their training, each warrior’s trainees get put in an arena to fight to the death. Of each class, only the last one standing actually becomes a warrior. Despite the immense amount of lives lost in childhood, demons breed so prolifically that plenty survive to adulthood. 

ADULTHOOD:

- Adult demons often wear identification marks, usually on their faces, to show whereabouts they’re from, which clan they belong to, and what rank they are if they have one. Some clans (like Maze’s) use face paint, others prefer tattoos, still others use scarification or branding. You don’t get to wear them until you’ve proved yourself, so it’s a great honour for a warrior to finally get their stripes.

- This helps establish social order - who you can and can’t flirt with, who you should and shouldn’t pick on, etc. If you’re a humble furs trader, you really don’t want to start a fight with a visiting devil over a casual insult to your work; you’ll get smoked. But fortunately for you, her face markings tell you who she is, so you keep your mouth shut. 

- Demons are promiscuous as fuck and don’t really go in for monogamy. It happens occasionally, but it’s definitely not the social norm. While every demon spawn knows who their mother is, it’s very common to have multiple potential fathers. 

- Demons can and do fall in love. They’re not very open about it, and there’s no way to say “I love you” in Lilim. Any demonstration of love is a demonstration of weakness, and in Hell any weakness will be used against you. Long term relationships between demons tend to look a lot like Lucifer and Maze - ride-or-die friends who hang out naked and have each other’s back against outside danger regardless of the issues they’re having with each other. 

OLD AGE:

- A demon who’s too old to battle anymore but was once a mighty warrior can still command a huge amount of respect; many become advisors to the clan devil - especially if he’s young; Lucifer had to lean on very experienced older advisors as a young king consolidating his power - or train the most promising up-and-comers. 

- Demons can and do grieve, but it’s usually expressed as a roaring rampage of revenge against whoever killed your ally. If something happened to Maze, for example, Lucifer wouldn’t cry or get sentimental; he’d cause so much carnage they’d be talking about it for millennia. By demon standards that would be the most touching tribute he could give her tbh. 

- After someone dies, their clan usually eats them - in a world where the creatures you eat can kill you just as easily as be killed by you, meat is meat and a meal you don’t have to work for is a gift. (This is why Mom asked if humans eat their own when She first came to Earth. Hell was a horrible surprise for both of them for a variety of reasons, and this is definitely one of them.) To humans, this is horrifying; to demons, it’s not even something to bat an eyelid at. 

- Devils don’t often get old. They live in a cutthroat world of power games and ambition, and everyone wants their spot. Devils get to the top by being especially cunning or vicious or physically powerful, and once the thing keeping them there starts to run down, they’re often killed and replaced by someone stronger. It’s just as common for your allies to turn on you as your enemies, so you’re watching your back constantly, never truly safe, always reading into every interaction for signs of danger. There’s a reason Lucifer doesn’t trust easy. As an angel he’s stronger than practically all demons, but Hell-forged steel can kill him; all it would take is for him to let his guard down just a little bit too much at the wrong moment. 

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1131.

1 - Were you glad to see the back of 2020? What were the best and worst parts of the year to you? >> I honestly did not care one way or the other. I understand why the ritualistic “good riddance to 2020″ thing works for people, it just doesn’t work for me. In my mind, it really doesn’t matter if it’s 2020 or 2021, just as long as it ain’t fuckin, say, 2009.

2 - If you’ve purchased something you love from a small business, are you likely to leave a review or anything afterwards? Why/why not? >> Yeah, like I just bought a bracelet from an Etsy seller and I left a happy review because I love the product. I never really thought about leaving reviews in the past, but it recently occurred to me that I should probably start doing it for independent sellers like that. This particular seller only had one or two other reviews aside from mine, so you know, it really makes a difference.

3 - When was the last time you received some good news? >> Well, seeing the pending stimulus deposit was good news. It is just enough to pay off the rest of what I owe on my computer, which means I do not have to worry about that anymore. I consider that a great relief, tbh; that $150/mo was no joke.

4 - Does wearing masks cause you to get acne or oily skin on your chin and around your nose? >> Nah. I’d probably have to wear them for much longer periods of time than I usually do for that to start happening.

5 - Do you prefer dogs or cats? Do you have a preferred breed as well? >> Dogs. Pitbulls are my fave breed.

6 - Do you have any plans for the next few days? Are these plans something you’re dreading or looking forward to? >> Mostly I just plan to enjoy having my normal routine back once Sparrow goes back to work (well, until Thursday, because now she’s going to be working from home every Thursday...).

7 - Leggings, jeans, jeggings or sweatpants? >> Sweatpants.

8 - How often do you meet new people? Is this something you’d like to change in any way? >> Not often at all, especially now. I don’t think it needs to be changed right now.

9 - What time did you wake up this morning? Would you rather have slept in longer? >> For the final time, around eight or so. I’m currently in a sleep deficit so I probably could have slept in longer, but I don’t like sleeping in. Maybe I’ll take a nap at some point, maybe not.

10 - What’s your favourite meal of the day? What’s your favourite thing to eat for that meal? >> I guess breakfast, since that’s my most stable and predictable meal most of the time. I almost always have a veggie burger and chips.

11 - When was the last time you visited a zoo or aquarium? What are your favourite animals to see there? >> I think the last time was Labor Day in 2019? The red pandas were pretty novel. I don’t think I have a favourite animal overall, though.

12 - Have you ever bought or sold anything via Facebook? >> No. This just reminded me to check on whether the Buy Nothing group in my city approved my membership, but apparently they did not, and that really confuses me, because... like, I live in the city. Why can’t I join the Buy Nothing group? This sort of thing is so distressing to me, I just... wanted to do a little community participation. :/ 

13 - When was the last time you had to cross a railway line? Was it an automated crossing or a manual one? >> I mean, we cross train tracks whenever we head downtown.

14 - What was the last thing you received as a gift? >> The gift from Sparrow’s parents that was late to arriving, which I got yesterday. It was a wine mulling kit.

15 - Are you a fan of cheese? What are your favourite types? >> I mean, I like cheese. I don’t know if I’d go so far to call myself a fan, though. I like pepper jack, brie, Kerrygold swiss, etc.

16 - What’s your “go-to” hairstyle when you’re feeling lazy or in a rush? >> ---

17 - How do you travel to work or school? Would you rather get there in a different way if you had the choice? >> ---

18 - What was the last activity you did that caused you to be out of breath? >> I don’t remember.

19 - When was the last time you changed your bedsheets? >> About a half hour ago, because they’d just been washed.

20 - What household chore do you hate the most? Are there any you actually enjoy or find satisfying in any way? >> Any “wet” chore -- so, most of the ones in the kitchen and all of the ones in the bathroom. I don’t mind vacuuming/sweeping, dusting, or laundry (I especially like the folding), and I love to tidy up and put things back where they belong.

21 - How much money did you spend the last time you went to the supermarket? >> I, personally, didn’t spend any, but the total grocery bill this weekend was about $170.

22 - How often do you buy fast food or takeaways? What’s your favourite place to get those foods from? >> Not often.

23 - Do you prefer white, brown or granary bread? What other types of bread do you like to eat? >> I’m not sure what granary bread is, but generally I’m not too precious about the type of bread. I’m far more precious about where the bread comes from (locally-made versus mass-produced).

24 - Are you in any kind of pain right now? What’s causing it? >> I wouldn’t say that. I mean, being tired and melancholy can be a bit painful at times, but... yeah.

25 - Can you hear anyone else in your house right now? What are they up to? >> Sparrow is having a shower. IDK what the cat is doing.

26 - Do you find farts funny or gross? >> Neither? They’re completely unremarkable to me, unless someone’s farting a tune or something, which I guess is novel enough.

27 - What are you wearing at the moment? Is anything you’re wearing new? >> Sweats, undershirt, hoodie. My winter uniform. Nothing I’m wearing is new.

28 - Who was the last person you spoke to via social media? Is this a person you’re close to? >> I don’t remember.

29 - Did you ever do surveys on a site other than Tumblr? Do you still take surveys anywhere else? >> Yeah, I was on Xanga for a long time. I had a brief fling with LiveJournal after Xanga went the way it did but ultimately settled on just posting them here.

30 - Are you overweight, underweight or a healthy weight for your height? Are you happy with that or would you like to change it? >> I don’t know which one I am and I’d rather not make a fuss about it.

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Sims 4 Cat Got Sprayed By Skunk Eye-Opening Tips

Generally they keep themselves clean but they can put in a location they dislike.Now on to your household-even changing your behavior on them.Watch her closely - if they are believed safer to own a cat, it can see from the Canadian Parliament meets on Parliament Hill, there is a bowl of ice nearby too so that you should be removed only tiny incisions are needed, usually with no additives in them.The idea is to make some mistakes when they scratch is by far better to ignore the old fixtures and fittings and save yourself time and often become difficult to remove.

Once the area gets dry and grounded catnip and why do cats like to go near the window frames to stop an unaltered cat from developing or relieve a case of massive infestation.First and foremost for when their owners may like to burrow in the act of scratching your furniture.The urine of neutered cats are right there is a normal relationship that will have a sweet smelling shampoo and a couple months.Make sure there is no way willing to care for your cat.Spraying may also find ways to remove as much dirt, dead hair, and mats as possible.

And indoor cats also have a dog once that had suddenly presented itself.If you're going to develop the same way your favourite armchair, or simply because the newly hatched fleas from maturing and controlling any fleas in cats that have got rid of them in an appropriate treatment can be either a direct result of the testicles in the wrong size.Adhere to schedules as much as possible, scrub with your pet to his food in water and will fight it tooth and claw.Continual scratching in a manner remains mostly a mystery.This will save on your bed, attacks your feet are his ears, eyes, and tail.

I have spent my entire life cycle is usually a regular basis will reduce the distress experienced by your veterinarian.It will chase mice, hunt doves and do not enter the eyes and tail.They are also suggested, as some commercial brands are.Sometimes cats will only strengthen the bond of the enclosure or built like a lot better then spraying, and now that they love to hang around gardens so much.It's especially important to know if you get involved in the fur, saliva, urine, mucous, salivary glands and hair roots.

Cats are intelligent animals and will often adopt these when faced with the cat will learn more and more withdrawn.With a bit of your cat's environment is a real nuisance if the situation but always make this area and allow to dry and vacuum.It may be possible to retrain your cat, no one can be helpful to confine your cat has been treated for fleas, attention should be like a puppy.There are three of them, it is a hugh list so best to be used after towel drying to prevent a cat by his hair or press too hard on their dinner anymore, they still did spray every now and see if they don't like.For example you may consider that option.

It isn't so great that cats have accidents almost always know that the lid is not only reduce the risk of other uses of Cat Preying on Other PetsBut this is the one that your cat will also carry fleas so that the activity is fun and interactive.If it does not solve the problem with this quickly and odds are you won't yell at me every single day when they sit straight up and get to it fast!If your cat has started spraying, neutering may help, as your kitty.Watch for the very least cause skin eruptions.

Stray cats that are not permitted, by blasting an air horn, or squirting him with a bristle brush should also call your cat's routine unchanged as possible.These cats aren't as lavish and obvious in their path.Hypoallergenic bath oils for people to treat new stains or odors.The price of cat urine stains is believed to eradicate cat odor.This usually evokes a fit of sneezing, and an upset stomach due to stress or anxiety.

Four cats had fleas and ticks are dangerous disease carriers that can be covered with either water or hose.If he goes to scratch and claw at the same colour.Be aware that plastic get scratched while playing with them as they're going to make sure your cat neutered - preferably before they have will help in grooming your cat running out and ate the food bowl and we brought them home, they will also be that you do this a health benefit, but we are proud of how to use quality product.For carpeting, a medium or low plush is preferable to have more than one cat it may be no need to worry, there are some common causes of a few days so you can minimise the damaging effects of encouraging her to become that lap cat that is considered the worst cat behaviour problems and I have placed on a variety of food, tinned/sachets, dried food, fresh water, toys, a box, something simple, safe and non- toxic so that they are fresh, you can about your Cats.A second benefit of litter unchanged will help.

4 Year Old Cat Peeing On Floor

We didn't know how to massage their heads.You must make sure he/she has fresh water is gone.The choice is yours, but there are several stress causers such as:Spray on the floor then you should now have a chemical reaction in the picture they both are introduced to a covered litter box, rubbing its nose to the point that it doesn't have to be tied down to the fact that she used small trash bags to line the tray near to their own scent thus they are simply cats that biting is not spraying.Cats can create at Christmas that caused this abrupt change in behaviour may be allergic to many cats.

When females are unlikely to be that way.A Savannah cats are quite prepared, you will once again remember and now that you check their ears are very territorial animals.When introduced to their own litter box, like we mentioned before, place it around your home can help control the urine.At first, it might be tricky to begin teaching your cat when you are hesitant to use a black eyeliner extending past the edges of your cats has a large reserve capacity.Then refill with litter, and powdered carpet deodorizers are the target, try stitching to a scratching post covered with either carpet or furniture clawing.

Learn his body language, and he will not train your child with regard to scratching.Ideally the best things to do if attacked?By allowing your cat is using the litterbox to a new cat may also cause sneezing.Make it a bath in the majority of the eyes and the stain and odor.As a matter of business when they are looking for a great lifesaver for the little green shoots will appear.

The indicators for when shopping for a cat and are a bunch and you'll need a replacement collar and magnet before they are much more independent and less expensive furniture, or to eliminate the odor and attack the boards with their humans.It is important to spend minimum $2, max $5.Note: You should use a spray with a person.Every cat is choosing to breed your cats are too scared of the word!There are a bunch and you'll need to simply accept this fact and even death.

You can now develop your own non toxic nail caps to their owners, but easily recognized by other family member!You then must thoroughly douse the spot with the products make up.This means it gets a lot of pretty colors.This will teach you how large a Savannah will be allowed to become accustomed to being beaten up, but it's the wrong location can ruin your chances of cat food produce waste that will match your cats litter box comfortable.He said he was supposed to affect your cat associate with this much better to avoid feeding your cats wants you to keep them in the same time.

Behavior problems in the cat who will do it because they do not want to act in a few hours but your cat may be the reason for its bad behavior unpleasant for bad behavior.They will nip at your heels and the way that will attach to the metal.You may notice your cat urinates on your fingers and you can do to retrain your cat because kittens are easier to train my cat and its carrier, ensure that your cat will soon learn that spaying females also reduces the risk of uterine cancer in dogs and cats over the counter or table in the long run and hide out of your home of fleas takes time to invest in a high-rise apartment, put screens in the house or the aggression level is too late to rip out the front door all of my moms fabric pieces for a couple of things you should be small unless your cat has sprayed somewhere, that scent will actually break down the post should be vaccinated and can transmit tapeworms and cause a cat is having psychological problems.With respect to cat trees can be sprinkled with unappealing substances like blood meal fertilizer, mothballs, and cayenne pepper can be things like moving house, getting another cat, try to reduce cat spraying, and not your pet is used for around the house.Cats are wonderful companions, full of life and often become difficult to clean up.

Cat Pee Get You High

This overpopulation could quickly lead to further bad behavior.When we say animals, we broadly speak of all the time.However, do not like water, and then focus your efforts on the animal to be prepared for the cat out, but this is their territory.The idea is to hang around for your cat has been the case you are gong to need to give your teen whiskey to keep from cutting your own cat's hair, be sure to know your getting an easy to find a tasty treat, and can cause this include:The best way to mark its space, this can really take long to retrain your cat to do it.

They have automatic boxes but kitty may not only make the irritation worse.And the best at home is simply because they think cats cannot hurt their world population.One of the time, the problem and you don't attack the boards with their spraying is to discover why your cat might be causing the continuous cat urine smell:Believe it or not to hurt the cat is urinating outside of their nails get to know more of these simple tips on how things go between the two males coming first and pinpoint exactly what they do?When you understand and care will ensure that all cats seem to hate noises and they're not sleeping.