#poor guy might just need to molt and had no way to do it with the dry sand

[a-concert-just-for-me]

Everybody please wish a “please put on some fucking pants” to my naked hermit crab

OnlyCrabs content below if you’re a freak like me

I put him in a little iso container with sand/ecoearth mix, reg food, healing foods, primed salt water, primed fresh water, thermometer/hydrometer (which won’t be very accurate because it’s sitting on wet sand but alas), and of course, a variety of shells.

Hopefully this vacation retreat will force him back into the societal norm of “no public nudity.”

[nightlychaotic]

Will You Marry Me?

Marinette hissed, ears flattening on top of her head as she whipped around low in a crouch, as Nightwing landed behind her.

“Evening, Lady Noire.”

“Nightwing. Can we settle this quickly for once?”

“You going to give me what you stole?”

“Nope.”

“Then unfortunately for the both of us. I don’t think so.”

She gave a soft moan of frustration as she grabbed her baton and extended it into a staff twirling it around her, dropping into a low ready position, tilting her head slightly as she blocked a blow from Nightwing’s own weapons. She ducked underneath a blow, whipping her staff around, aiming for the knees. He flipped over it, grabbing it as he went and ripping it from her hands tossing it onto the roof. She moved to quickly retrieve it, failing to block a blow from Nightwing, grunting as it made contact, followed by him pinning her onto the ground.

“Get off of me, you molting bird,” she spat, throwing Nightwing off of her and rolling away, eyes scanning for her baton on the roof as she reoriented herself. Of course. It’s behind Nightwing. Just my luck. She took a deep breath as she assessed her choices.

“Cataclysm!” she called, taking a step back, hand held slightly in front of her, the glowing energy surrounding her hand the only thing between her and Nightwing. “Just a fair warning. You come at me. You touch me, you’re gone. Don’t know how much it might hurt, but the results aren’t pretty. If there’s a strong wind, no one may find what remains. Now I’m going to walk by you, grab my baton, and get out of here. I’m already running late.”

“Got a hot date?”

“As a matter of fact I do. Going to have dinner before a nice stroll through the gardens and then get some late night ice cream and a movie. I wanted to be ready by now but you got in my way,” she said, walking around Nightwing, glancing around briefly, grabbing a small rock from the roof, destroying it with her cataclysm before giving a small smirk and salute to Nightwing before making her way over the rooftops towards the restaurant where she was supposed to meet Dick.

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Dick watched her leave, mind racing as he thought about what she’d said about her date. “Going to have dinner before a nice stroll through the gardens and then get some late night ice cream and a movie.” That sounded an awful lot like what he had planned with Marinette.

They were the same height and build, with hair the same color. Though Marinette’s eyes were blue and Lady Noire’s were green, it was clear that she possessed some sort of magic. Hair lengths were wildly different too.

Dick was snapped out of his thoughts as his phone began to ring. Think of your girlfriend and she shall ring.

“Hey.”

“Hey, Dick. Sorry I’m running late. Think we can meet 15 minutes later? I got caught up on my way back from the store. I’m on my way now, but I’ll be late. Sorry If I’m holding you up.”

Dick cursed internally as he listened. “That sounds great. I’m actually running late again myself. Small emergency at the manor.”

“Is everything okay? We can cancel if we need to.”

“No! No, everything’s fine. TIm just decided he’d try his hand at making something on the stove and started a small fire. Everything’s under control, and Alfred’s giving him a thorough lessen on the use of oil with heat.”

The sound of her laugh over the phone, brought a small smile to his face. “I swear. I’m going to drag all of you into the kitchen and teach you how to properly bake macarons as a thank you for Alfred for all he's done for you guys and an apology for the abuse that you and your brothers have put that poor kitchen through.”

“I look forward to that. See you in a few?”

“See you in a few.”

Dick quickly hung up and made his way to get changed and meet Marinette. He’d only beat her to the restaurant by a minute and smiled as she made her way over to him. Greeting her with a hug he frowned hearing a small groan of pain from her as she put a hand to the side of her chest as they pulled apart. Right where I managed to hit Lady Noire earlier.

“Are you okay?”

“Hm? I’m fine. Just tripped in my studio and hit my side,” she said, not meeting his eyes. A lie. A bit too many coincidences for him to push the idea that Marinette was Lady Noire from his mind.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m fine. I’ve taken worse hits,” she said before glancing over at him, and pulling him into the gardens. “Forget that I said that.I’m fine. Sorry I’m late.”

Dick stared at her for a moment. “What do you think about cats?”

The sputtering noises as he asked that, asking why and the short and sharp no as she looked at him made up his mind on Lad Noire’s identity.

Of course my girlfriend just threatened to kill me to get to go on a date with me. Of course she’s a criminal.

He shook his head slightly before giving her a small kiss on top of her head.

I still love her though.

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Marinette ran over the roofs, trying to get home before Dick showed up for their date night in, mind wandering. He’d been acting odd since their last date. Sneaking looks at her and asking odd questions. He’d seemed guarded the first few days after their garden date when they talked before he asked to schedule a date at her place tonight. She agreed, on the terms that they would talk about what had been preoccupying him and getting him acting all odd as a part of it. He’d agreed, much to her relief.

Marinette, landed on the roof of her apartment, and stretched for a minute before freezing, hearing a slight scrap of something against the concrete behind her. She turned around to find herself face to face with Batman. She reached back and grabbed her baton, twirling it idly in her fingers as she studied Batman in front of her. He had his usual glower on his face as he looked down at her, the brightly colored party hat, slipping forward slightly. She blinked owlishly at him and the party hat, making sure she wasn’t seeing things. She spotted Red Robin, Spoiler, and Red Hood a bit further back by a table full of food. Was that Barbara with them? Robin and Black Bat had at some point, climbed on top of the sitting on top of the bulkhead with Signal, all wearing similar party hats.

She took a small step back, eyes darting between the Bat Clan, none of them saying anything, most of them grinning and looking at her. Was this some form of Joker Venom? No. Batman seems normal, though he is wearing a party hat. Please don’t let it be Joker Venom. I don’t have the resource or energy to deal with that today. She opened her mouth to say something as she bumped into someone behind her. She turned around to find Nightwing had come up behind her and had dropped to one knee and held a box with a ring in it out to her.

“Will you marry me?”

“What?” Marinette forced out, staring at him as she tried to block out what was going on around her.

“Will you marry me?” he repeated.

“I tried to kill you last week.”

“Yes.”

“And you're asking me to marry you?”

“I am.”

“You don’t even know who I am under the mask,” she said. He made a small face that said otherwise. “You know my identity. How long?”

“A week.”

Marinette nodded slowly as she took a deep breath trying to wrap her head around everything that was happening. “You know I have a boyfriend- Dick?” she asked. He nodded. “You're Nightwing. I tried to kill you. oH MY GOD. mY BOYFRIEND IS A VIGILANTE AND I TRIED TO KILL HIM.”

Nightwing- Dick, grabbed her hand and smiled. “But you failed and I’m proposing to a criminal. I think it’s safe to say there’s no bad blood.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive. Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Lady Noire. Purritiest cat I know. Will you marry me?”

“Nothing would make me happier.”

Dick grinned, taking the ring out of the box to slip it on her finger, before realizing she had gloves as a part of her costume and hesitating. “Hold onto it for now and we'll put it on later,” she murmured, pulling him up into a hug, burying her face into his chest.

“Now Kiss!” Red Hood called out.

“I’m guessing that the Bat Clan is your family?” she whispered, smiling up at him.

“Yeah. Hood’s Jason. I’m pretty sure you can figure it out from there.”

“Mmmm. And whose idea was the food and party hats?”

“Steph’s.”

“I could have guessed,” she said laughing, leaning up to catch him with a kiss, ignoring the whistles from several members of the BatFam, before pulling apart. She turned to glare softly at some of the brothers, wrapping an arm around Dick and resting her head on his shoulder. “Shall we go and face the music?”

“Lead the way.”

[ranger-rai]

Alright guys, A lot has happened in the last couple of days so let me catch you all up.

So we have been getting some reports of a "Swarm" of pokemon causing some problems around Sinnoh.

We looked into it and after a couple nights of steakouts, we discovered that our "Swarm" was actually a Purrloin who knew Double Team.

Apparently it had been stealing from alot of small homes, mainly trash.

This Purrloin was incredibly aggressive and seemingly protective of something.

We tracked it down to to a small den just outside of Solaceon Town.

Well we were expecting it to be taking care of its kittens, however we did not expect what we actually found.

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We found this Purrloin trying to feed the scraps it stole to a Lycanroc.

The Purrloin was very protective and tried attacking us.

It was surprisingly tough for a single Purrloin, however we managed to restrain it.

However we found it weird that this Dusk Lycanroc wasn't moving or reacting much.

I went and checked it out when it was clear and we found something really unsettling.

This Lycanroc has some spine problems, I know this because it struggled to get up but when it did, it got on four legs, then two legs.

Now a Dusk form Lycanroc is made to be on all four like this

However its back is arced upwards like it's slouching.

It's also shaking a bit, and is covered in scratches and bruises.

Every time I try and get close the Purrloin starts thrashing and clawing.

We let it go and it made its way back to the Lycanroc, and started to guard it again.

We knew this was bad, so we made a plan to try and help them.

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We managed to get Purrloin secure once again and Lycanroc into a cage very carefully, but we kept them close together as we transported them.

Lycanroc was surprisingly docile and just seemed tired and dehydrated, so we made sure it got plenty of water.

Purrloin was on edge the whole time, making sure that Lycanroc ate, and keeping us at a distance, but I caught her eating from time to time.

We had to hold her down once again, but she used her double team to evade us for a bit. She really knows how to use that move.

Eventually we restrained her when we got to the Ranger Base and we had a medical technician look at Lycanroc.

They said that it had some severe spine misalignment, not from an injury but from constant strain.

At some point during our conversation, we noticed Lycanroc trying to get up, and "stand up" again on two legs, like a Midnight Form Lycanroc.

It was really odd to see, and the tech helped put it him back onto two legs, but it almost seemed scared to be touched when in that position.

This wasn't battle damage, this was intentional trauma.

Purrloin was definitely upset, and managed to get free and started scratching at the technician.

Thankfully I restrained her so the technician could work more, and I calmed her down a bit.

The tech said that they would need to run some tests on the Lycanroc to see if they could fix his back, so we had to let him stay for a while.

However we couldn't leave Purrloin there in case she tried to attack the tech again.

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I didn't want to seperate them, but I needed her to be somewhere safe while the technician did his job, so I got her into a carrier and took her with me on my rounds.

She was hissing and scratching for a while but I sat and talked with her for a bit and she seemed pretty alert but much calmer.

Most of the day was just a usual trip around my areas, however I started finding alot more litter in some areas.

There was alot of trash on the ground in a park area just outside Veilstone City, and normally I would pick it all up, but there was alot, almost like there was a carnival recently there, but there was nothing planned as far as I knew.

I also noticed Purrloin getting really upset and hissing a lot.

I looked around the trash and found a bunch of flyers for some kind of venue.

"Mister E's Enigmas"

The flyer listed a sort of sideshow of oddities.

Things like:

The Fire Breathing Treecko Brothers, Dancing Donphan, and their star attraction-

"The Were-Lycanroc" a pokemon that could switch between forms.

That's when it hit me, and I knew someone was going to get in trouble.

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After bringing this information to the technician and my boss Jo. Me and my Ranger Team decided to attend the show incognito to see if we were right, and boy we wish we weren't.

We attended what could only be described as a shifty, pop up carnival.

There were a few games, a couple food trucks, and a large tent that held the "main events".

There were some "exotic" holding cages that people could interact with like a small cage for two Emolga to live in, they could barely get into the air before smacking into the roof.

There was a small area that had a large heat lamp for "desert" pokemon, but it was mostly a browning Cacnea, a Trapinch with barely enough sand to cover its body, and a Salandit which didn't belong there.

There were others but we already knew what those cages would be like as well.

The show kn the main stage was getting ready to start, so we decided to check it out.

"Mister E" took to the stage, he had your typical big top attire, top hat, long tails, but he had a stripey pattern that made him look like a hypnotic wheel.

He introduced his first act, which was "The Fire Breathing Treecko Brothers". I was worried.

Now Treecko is a Grass Type, and it only learns one grass type move naturally: Sunny Day.

They also don't have any natural immunities to fire types, so this didn't make much sense for normal Treecko.

From what I saw in the act, they learned how to eat fire and pretend they were using flamethrower. However you could tell they didn't like it. Treecko are calm and collected pokemon, but those two looked stressed out, and they were molting a bit in certain areas near their face and tails, probably due to the flames and stress.

After them was the "Dancing Donphan". Donphan is a very heavy pokemon, and it's main skill is rolling like a tire.

This Donphan looked much lighter, like it hadn't been fed its regular amount to keep it healthy.

Minnie also mounted out that the music playing during the dance had a weird sound mixed in. Basically, whenever we heard the sound, Donphan would do a move like jumping or rolling over. The sound was similar to a sort of crash, but it was clear that it was a sound that Donphan was afraid of.

Now came the finale, "The Were-Lycanroc" however that part didn't happen, and instead they brought out some clowns and the Treecko Brothers again.

Thats when we knew what was really happening.

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I went back to check on Lycanroc who was sleeping like a log with Purrloin right next to it.

I didn't remember any cages with any feline pokemon in them so maybe it was just a wild Purrloin, but I wasn't going to disturb them to find out.

The doctor told me that it might take some time, but Lycanroc's spine and back legs were forced to move in positions they weren't supposed to for so long, that it would take some time, therapy and equipment to help it.

If there was a chance to help this poor pokemon I knew we would take it, but we also couldn't leave all of those other pokemon to suffer.

We were about to get really busy at the Ranger Base.

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The next day, Me and Minnie went incognito one more time and we had to sit through that horrible show once more.

We had Skip with us, helping to send info and let us know of any devices or intercept their communications.

Turns out we didn't know that was happening because they had police scanners to avoid getting caught and they had wireless security cameras inside the tent.

They were prepared, but so were we.

My whole team was on board, both Humans and Pokemon.

We had a plan that began with Kuriboh knocking out some generators by sneaking around and unplugging everything he could.

That caused some confusion for a bit while we got in place. While they went to secure their "precious cargo", we made our presence known.

Eddie was outside the tent, dealing with the muscle and moving crews, his Bewear is very strong and pretty quick too, so we didn't need to worry about them much.

However we still had Mister E.

I told Bliss to keep an eye on him so we wouldn't loose him in the panic, but we had a delay as some of the Treeco Bros fire got out of control and some of the tent started to catch on fire.

Minnie and her Cloyster were immediately ready to deal with it and she was ready to help the Treeco Bros as well.

Bliss was able to keep tabs on the ringleader who was trying to get into his van and split, most likely with his cash.

However, Sylvester doesn't like people who mistreat pokemon, and Jo's Tangrowth has some really strong vines. Strong enough to rip car doors off hinges.

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We had caught this terrible man, and we discovered he had been doing this for a couple of years, just now making his way through Sinnoh, and he was looking for some pokemon to add to his show.

We also watched some of his security tapes and we learned that "Were-Lycanroc" was really just a Dusk Form that he forced to stand up and slouch over by constantly whipping with a flexible stick. And with the assistance of red lights, smoke machines and music, hey could make people think it was changing forms.

We also learned that Purrloin was tossed into Lycanroc's cage, possibly as a "play thing" but I guess he actually made a friend either her and hiding her from Mister E, and she had been caring for him as well, stealing food and causing trouble for them whenever she could.

Needless to say, we were able to get them arrested, and we are now in the process of evaluating some of these pokemon, but we may have too many to deal with here.

We might need to reach out for some help.

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In the case of Lycanroc and Purrloin, they are comfortably resting in holding, and Lycanroc is be getting fitted for some equipment to help its spine and legs heal.

I'll be checking on them soon, but for now me and my team need to rest after this long day.

[peterstanslizzie]

Reacting To: Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts (Season 2 Episode 7)

Episode Title: Benson and the Beast

Spoiler Warning: Kindly proceed if you’ve already seen the episode or are able to handle spoilers.

1. The past few episodes have been starting out with flashbacks huh? Well, this episode is no exception; We travel back one year into the past and we see Benson climbing down into a deep den with baby Dave in his backpack. He’s there because he wants to get his cassette player back from two giant bat mutes. However, they catch him red-handed and tell Benson they need the player to build an alien communicator to reach out to the aliens. 

2. Baby Dave then molts rapidly across one entire cycle and stops at his toddler stage. This makes the bats think that he’s an alien. Why are they so sure that he is though? Lol. So afterwards, Benson and Dave were able to escape with his cassette player. 

3. We are now in present times and it picks up where things left off last episode; Full Mega Jaguar Kipo is chasing after Scarlemagne who has her mother, Song aka the Mega Monkey under his mind control. One of the Nobles tries to shoot Kipo with an arrow but he gets taken down by the three scientists with a paralyzing dart. 

4. Kipo goes on to attack them and Dr. Emilia retaliates by shooting the darts at her. Luckily, she’s stopped by Wolf and Benson then tries to calm Kipo down and remind her who she is by showing her, her family photo. However, Zane points his arrow at Kipo, which startles her and accidentally bumps Benson to the ground in the process. He tries again one more time and Kipo manages to turn back into a human. Wow, that sure was suspenseful!

5. The scientists immediately recognize she’s Lio and Song’s child (I think) and they try to act like they know nothing about her parents. I think they are gonna try to kidnap Kipo themselves to experiment on her. They claim to be part of the human resistance that’s against Scarlemagne and they plan to wait till the Noble whom they just took out snaps out of his mind control state in order to extract information about Scarlemagne’s plans. 

6. It looks like Benson has dislocated his shoulder; Poor thing! Dr. Emilia tries to trick them into following them back to their headquarters but Wolf is highly suspicious of them. We also know that the scientists were actually looking for Kipo for 13 years! Okay, so they definitely know she’s Lio and Oak’s daughter. Also, they secretly plan to use Kipo as their weapon and dispose of her afterwards. Yikes! That’s evil! Anyways, despite still having reservations about them, Kipo and the others agree to follow them because they really need for Benson to get medical help. 

7. Another flashback!; This time, we go back to the time when Song decided to stay back to answer the knock on her and Lio’s apartment door. As I’ve predicted, the same scientists were the ones behind the door. Song opens it and Dr. Emilia immediately calls her out for lying to them about being able to isolate the mutagen. 

8. If I’m not wrong. there’s two sides here. The first side, which Song and Lio belong to are the ones who want humans and mutes to live in harmony with one another and that’s by genetically modifying humans to become half-mutes in order to survive on the surface world. And as for the other side, which the scientists belong to, they just want to take mutes down and turn them back into animals so that humans can go back to being the dominant race again. 

9. Dr. Emilia tells Song that she’s going to find Kipo and take her away; Song tries to resist them but accidentally falls off the balcony. Luckily, she transforms into the Mega Monkey just in time. That was a cool scene I must say. 

10. Back at the scientists’ HQ, Dr. Emilia is able to fix Benson’s dislocated shoulder. She then gives them a tour of their offices and we see more scientists busy working on plans to rescue the mind-controlled humans in Aurum and they have a tunnel that can take them there. We also get introduced to some of the things they’ve created to use against the mutes like a pheromone proof room and their Sonic Emitter, which emits sound waves that can only bother mutes. 

11. However, the sonic waves unknowingly wakes up the two mute bats. Are these bats supposed to be good or bad? We discover later on that the mind-controlled human they managed to capture is actually Troy’s dad, Roberto! Finally! After 6 episodes, we get a mention of Troy again. I miss him. And so does Benson hehe. Lol, look at Dr. Emilia’s face in this picture. 

12. Dr. Emilia now wants to train Kipo to control her powers and Benson wants to come along since she needs her anchor. Before leaving, he asks Wolf if she could make him look good in front of Troy’s dad. LOL! He still gotta impress his boo’s dad even during a time of crisis. Well, he still has a date set with Troy after all! I hope we get to see this date by the end of the season!

13. During the training, Kipo is finding it difficult to go back into her full jaguar form again. By the way, Dr. Emilia is INTENSE! Benson tries to talk to Kipo to figure out where her head’s at and Kipo tells him she’s afraid of hurting him or anyone again. Well, that’s a valid fear to have.

14. Meanwhile, Wolf is re-telling the story about how Benson and Troy had set up their date to Dave. Suddenly, Roberto wakes up and Wolf explains to him what happened, including letting him know that Troy is safe with the Timbercats, thanks to Benson. Roberts asks them who these people are to which they explain everything to the best of their ability lol.

15. I appreciate Dave for trying to talk Benson up to Roberto lol. I mean, that’s gonna be his future father-in-law. Zane and Greta discover that Roberto is awake and asks him to explain Scarlemagne’s plan during his future coronation; He reveals that Scarlemagne plans to gather all the humans in the arena to mind-control them. Benson, Kipo and Dr. Emilia joins them and Roberto tells Benson he’s impressed with the heroic things he didn’t do, thanks to Dave. 

16. Suddenly, the mute bats barge into the building and fortunately, they’re not evil/mind-controlled but they are really obsessed in trying to find that “alien communicator” they so desperately want. They (Geli and Jibralta) start rummaging through the place and attacking whomever in standing in their way. Kipo tries to stop them with her two jaguar arms but it’s not enough. 

17. Because Benson recognizes these two, he tries to lure them to him by telling them that the sonic emitter is the communicator. However, they think he is an alien whisperer and they grab hold of him and take him away. Aww, Dave is upset that Benson’s gone. Finally, Kipo is able to trigger her transformation into her full Jaguar form. 

18. The crazy bats take him to their den and ask Benson to use the “communicator” to make contact with the aliens. Kipo, the full jaguar then jumps into the burrow and starts to chase the bats. Wow and she’s giving them a beating for sure lol. As Kipo is about to attack them some more, Benson manages to calm her down by showing the family photo to her again. Phew! I’m glad that she’s able to transform back again because you know how some shows will try to make it more dramatic by not allowing its characters to do something for some random reason. 

19. But they still have to deal with Geli and Jibralta and it turns out, Kipo is able to transform back into a jaguar again without any problems, in order to scare them. Wow, I’m impressed; She’s getting good at this. Afterwards, Benson gets on top of Kipo and they head off. 

20. They reunite with the others and Kipo impressively turns back into her human form once again. She’s happy that she’s able to now control her powers and she’s confident in taking down Scarlemagne without hurting the humans. However, Dr. Emilia wants Kipo to use her powers to specifically take down the Mega Monkey. But Kipo doesn’t say anything. Why can’t she tell them that the monkey is her mom? It’s not like Kipo was given the impression that the scientists already knew of her or her family. 

21. Awkward moment alert! Roberto tells Benson that he should date Wolf because she’s been saying nice things about Benson to him. LOL! His plan backfired. Benson decides to tell the truth and Roberto immediately gets the hint and it seems like he would be happy for his son, Troy to be with Benson. Phew! For a minute there, I thought Roberto would be that homophobic parent we all hate tbh. But considering the fact that the show’s setting takes place very much in the distant future, I’d like to think that gay relationships would be much more normalized by then. 

22. Kipo is facing a dilemma because she might have to fight her own mom, who is mind-controlled. Benson, yet again, comes up with a plan to get Kipo and Roberto to sneak out in the middle of the night and Roberto navigating through the tunnels to get Kipo to reach the place where her mom is being kept. She goes up to the surface to immediately find her mom who is asleep but it looks like she’s tied to a giant tree? 

23. OMG look at that face; I just want to cry. Song wakes up and they share an emotional reunion. However, Kipo gets grabbed by a flamingo and is dropped onto an empty clearing in the forest.

24. She is then greeted by Scarlemagne and her mind-controlled father. So she has no other choice but to hold herself back from attacking. The episode then ends here. 

25. That’s the end of my review of episode 7. Thank you guys so much for having read my review/reaction. I really appreciate your support. Please check out my review of episode 8 for when it will be out tomorrow. Till then, bye!

[acidproofnotebook]

OPM Chapter 84, Update 125

As first published online

Translator: u/Mynthence

Title Page: In order to remain solitary, instead of in solitude.

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Movements that are a perfect blend of attack and defense.

Even though it’s the same Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist the difference in degrees of completion are plainly evident.

The result is obvious.

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Fuu!!

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grab

Bwoh!?

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Ubuh!!

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Wh…what’s…with…

This flashy assault, it’s not like the damn geezer at all…

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N…not good…

My consciousness is fad…

No….I’m gonna die…

…….tsk!!!

Gwah!

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What’s with those weird movements

where did you learn them?

Like a beast

Not yet!

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If I can use the heroes that are unconscious as hostages, there’s still a chance!!

I won’t let you

Ugah

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Bang!

I’ve taken care of all the monsters that came out of the hole

All that’s left is Garou

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There’s still some monster-like reactions but

Beep beep…

For some reason I can’t ascertain the exact number and location…

Will going through that hole take us to the Monster Association’s base?

The guys from the Monster Association…were they wiped out?

They’re useless…!!!

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I thought we brought enough forces to capture Garou alive but…

Demon Cyborg…to think that he would be this strong

Silver Fang is here too. With this there’s no chance to take him away…

But if I go back empty-handed after expending all these troops, I might be the next one to be eaten by Orochi…

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Garou will just have to break through this situation with his own power…

…but it’s hopeless…

Should I start thinking about how to live after leaving the Monster Association…?

Hey brother…if it was you…

Would you still be able to stand up with his level of injuries?

…if I was 60 years younger I could try

…probably

Alright! Just a little bit more!!!

Let’s finish this before the other heroes show up, Bang!

Indeed

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Gugi…

My arms aren’t working properly anymore…

That geezer Bang, going after his former number one disciple when he’s been weakened…how vicious is he?

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Not to mention that the geezer that’s beating me up with him is Bomb, the master of the Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist

For the leaders of the martial arts world to come at me two-on-one, do they have no shame or care for their reputations?

Even if I pretend to beg for my life to these guys, I’m sure the Demon Cyborg won’t let me go

In other words, in order to overcome this extremely critical situation, I need to kill all three of them

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That’s impossible.

Know the pain of my “number one disciple” Charanko

Garou!!

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Let’s play Hero!

Garou. You’ll play too, right?

Let’s play, let’s play.

Eh

Okay

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Introductory music

Justice Man has arrived!

Justice Man Kick

Ouch!

Hey

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That’s dangerous

What?

I feel bad for him

………………

Then you should play the part of the Monster

Justice Man Cross Chop

Woah

Why did you dodge

S, sorry Tacchan

I scratched up my hand

You’re the Monster. Why can’t you read the mood?

Hold Garou down

Okay

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Justice Man Kick!

I’ve defeated the Monster, Garou Poop Man~

What’s this, is it the thing they call a flashback?

This is a fairly private memory I’d prefer to not remember

This should be…Right…Tacchan…the popular kid in my class…

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Eh? What? Why are the boys fighting?

Did anyone call the teacher?

Garou’s going wild

Garou got mad, even though we were just playing

I can’t…stand it anymore…

What’s with him?

Tacchan

Fight me!

Huh? What are you saying?

It’s just Hero

Page 28 I don’t want to be the Monster anymore! It’s not fun! Fight me, and if I win, you have to promise that you won’t bother me anymore!

Sabuchin, Yochan, hold Garou down

That’s not fair…stop…let me go! I…

Ugh

Damnit!!

Woah, he’s snapped! Call the teacher

Tacchan, run away

Hold him down! Hold him down!

What’s going on?

Perfect timing. You guys help out too.

He got carried away because Taachan’s too nice

Gross

I heard Garou got pissed off at Taachan while they were playing Hero. (lol)

Seriously? What’s he thinking?

Poor Taachan

Page 29

Taachan would easily get carried away

Taachan was good at sports

Taachan liked bullying weak people

Taachan was popular with the girls

Taachan was a disgusting guy

Taachan was popular

I was the gloomy guy who was always alone

I didn’t have any friends

I hated popular people

Why did you go wild?

Teacher, Taachan always

I heard you got mad while playing Hero. Is that true?

They always make me be the Monster

You can’t even tell the difference between make-believe and reality!?

That’s not it. Everyone says it’s my fault because Taachan is popular…

You’re the one who went crazy! How will you take responsibility if the windows get broken!

NO!

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It’s not that I hate being the Monster.

Is it that I didn’t like Taachan being the Hero?

No that’s not it

I was sensing a crushing sense of unfairness through the Hero game. A game designed in a way that would let the popular kid who was loved by everyone to one-sidedly beat up the weak kid that no one liked.

You did something bad, so go apologize.

I’m calling your parents too

This wasn’t just bullying. The game that faithfully reproduced the children’s TV shows was accepted by the public. You’re free to play any role that you want in this game, but the role of the Hero requires the approval of all those who are playing, so naturally I never had a chance to play that part. And of course, a scenario where the Monster wins doesn’t exist to begin with, so I have to always lose.

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What’s Justice! What’s Evil! In the end, I get killed because of the majority! I can’t accept that! It’s unfair!

I can’t explain the reason very well but I’m angry!

I just want to let them know!

I want them to experience a weakling’s attack!

I want to deny the positions of good and evil!

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He’s going to fall

This is the end

Page 33

Like I’d let myself be finished off in a place like this!

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What?

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Oh!

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What’s with that power…

from that broken body!?

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Give it up Garou!

If you keep on going… You’ll really die!!!

Bang, above you!

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Woah!?

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A monster!?

So there were still some left!!!

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!

Genos!

Bang, you saw his appearance just now!

He’s a monster now! He even has companions!

It’s okay if I shoot Garou down with him, right?

Page 44

Did you hear that!!?

I’ll take Garou away from here

You can crush everyone on the ground right now!

I leave the rest to you!!

???

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Rasen Shoukyaku Hou (Spiral Incineration Cannon)

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Elder Centipede!

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What was that!?

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Disaster Level: Dragon Giant Mysterious Insect Elder Centipede

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W…what….

Is this a living being !!?

Oh no!!!

We need to protect them!

Page 54

Here we go

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So this is the source of the reaction from before…

It’s not that I couldn’t pinpoint its location…it was too big!

Page 57

To think that it could take a direct hit from the cannon and have no injuries

This is going to be a tough opponent…

That centipede is…

Page 58

What do you think you’re doing, butting in like that!

Just let Elder Centipede take care of things here

He is a great calamity that swallows up everything

I’m fascinated by that unstoppable destructive power

You’re not thorough enough Hero Hunter

Once you defeat an opponent, you need to make sure you finish them off

It seems that all those heroes lying down over there are still alive

Page 59

Well…don’t worry

Elder Centipede will end everything

!

Stop interfering!

Let me down right now!

Those are my prey!

Hey, quit struggling

Damnit! Go back!

I won’t forgive you!

Hahaha…why are you so mad.

It’s your fault for not finishing the job.

Also…it’s convenient that we can erase two S-class here.

For the Monster Association, S-class heroes are the biggest threat

Page 60

You also directly experienced it

���..

In any fight there’s something called compatibility

According to our adviser Gyoro Gyoro

Out of all the heroes there are only four who can stand up against the Elder Centipede

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The peerless one wielding the strongest psychic ability “Tornado of Terror”

The one whose hidden military strength can’t be grasped by even the Hero Association “Metal Knight”

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The strongest man on earth “King”

And…the top hero that pushed Elder Centipede to the brink of death two years ago

“Blast”

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They say that Elder Centipede decided to cooperate with the Monster Association in order to get its revenge on Blast

It’s eager to pull Blast, who doesn’t come to the forefront, back onto the battlefield.

But…Unfortunately, those two don’t have the ability to break through this current situation.

Silver Fang is without equal in regards to his strength in hand-to-hand combat, but that only applies to opponents that are of a size that can be affected by martial arts.

Demon Cyborg’s abilities are outstanding but

He shouldn’t be equipped with any weapons that can take on a giant insect beast

And his firepower can’t go beyond the capabilities of his weapons

That’s his limit

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They will definitely be destroyed

Here it comes!!!

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shine

!

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Whirl Wind

Water Stream

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Todoroki Kuuretsu Ken (Roaring Sky Splitting Fist)

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What is that move

We have a special move that takes advantage of the opponent’s openings

We’re counting on you to distract it

It broken that super hard shell into pieces…!?

This is

The pinnacle of skill

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Not yet Not yet Not yet Not yet Not yet Not yet Not yet Not yet

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Oh….

Goaaaahhhh

!

Guh

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Oww…

We let down our guard

But it was effective

The shockwave is circulating throughout its body

Blow up into pieces you monster

It’s a super move that can only be pulled off once by geezers like us

I’m glad it hit

Thank you Genos

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It’s finished

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Hm?

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Seriously?

Page 80

This guy molted…!!!

And didn’t it get bigger than before!?

No way!

Page 81

We can’t beat this thing…!

If we have to protect the unconscious heroes at the same time…

What should we do!? Bang!

Even if we back off, it would probably come after us and…

It’s all residential areas outside of Forest Park…

If we leave, it’ll affect the civilians…

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Bang

I’ll fight it

I’ll hold off that centipede as long as I can so

Take the injured and escape

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Genos

Are you saying that you’ll fight that thing on your own?

I can’t agree with that…

You don’t need to push yourself. You know that you can’t win

You young ones have still have a future

Genos

Just don’t overdo it

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Is that…

Really okay?

Page 85

There’s no way

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That’s okay

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There’s no way!

Cannons don’t work on it!

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This guy

And the guy from yesterday

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And Garou

Are all part of the Monster Association

This fight

Is unavoidable

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Dual Blade Rush

That’s what it means to fight against them

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I’m participating in this fight

Grind into pieces

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If you say that’s being reckless

Crack

!

Uh…

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Genos!!!

At this rate

I…

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Won’t be able to stay in the fight

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Jet Drive Arrow

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Uooohhhh!!!

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Ugoah

He went into its mouth

Oh no…

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!

Digestive juices

I’ll completely melt you in a few seconds

You’re the one that’s going to melt

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Chou Rasen Shoukyaku Hou (Super Spiral Incineration Cannon)

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…….!!!

He did it!!

Clank

…..

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Crack crack

Crack crack

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Crack crack

Crack

grin

Again…

I…

Can’t win…

Can’t protect…

Page 110

We’re getting out of here

sizzle

Brother! Grab those guys and run!!

It’s useless

What’s wrong?

Are you disgusted that you ended up being partially responsible for slaughtering those heroes?

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That’s not it!

I’m just disappointed by this ending!!!

I…want to defeat them with my own power!

By doing so, I become the symbol of fear…!!

That’s the meaning behind the hero hunting!!!

The symbol of fear? You? Hahaha…

If you were to go back now, you would only end up getting stomped on together with the heroes.

Right now you don’t have the strength to go against Elder Centipede or the officers of the Monster Association.

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Guh…

Just…you wait…and see…

What should I do…

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What is it that I lack…!?

Are there still more guys like that?

In front of guys like that…

Am I only able to suck on my thumb while watching them…?

Bang! This isn’t good. If we keep going

We’ll exit the Forest Park!

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Also…I can’t run for very long while carrying this many people

How old do you think I am

Do or die…

Brother

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I’m going to go all out for the last time in my life

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Elder Centipede~!!!

Hey! You pest!!!!!

I’ve brought the “Blast” that you’ve been looking for!!!!!

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!?

That voice is…King!!?

Blast!?

What…!

!!!?

Look!!

Its movements have stopped

And it’s turned around

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Blast…?

Yes…that’s right! The opponent that beat you up and made you run away while peeing your pants….the hero Blast!!

If you want to fight against Blast again, come over here!

What’s wrong? Are you so scared that you can’t move!? You’re spineless!!! Hey, if you’re going to shit yourself, do it at home!

A weak little bug like you should go back underground and suck on your mom’s tits!!!

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King made it to the location in City S where Elder Centipede reappeared!!!

That’s good! King should be able to do something about this situation…

Yes…there are still several heroes in that area

And when I told him that they might become casualties from any fighting nearby

He told me “Give me any information that might provoke Elder Centipede”

He undoubtedly plans on luring the enemy to where he is and fighting it one-on-one

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When Blast severely wounded it, it escaped and ran away underground

I hope we can defeat it this time…

It was top secret information, but I relayed the information detailing the monster and Blast’s connection to him

Also, I told him that if the battle were to be prolonged or if they were to change locations, the damage to the surrounding areas would be tremendous

And what how did he respond?

Just one word: “Understood”…

Together with the reverberations of the King Engine

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Draw the enemy this way so there aren’t any more casualties…

If the enemy is wounded, finish it off before it escapes underground…

Finish it as quickly as possible…

Any attacks should be contained within a limited range…and no attacks that might knock the centipede into the residential areas…

That’s all

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…..

…tama?

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Saitama~!!!?

It’s going to hit

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Ser

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ious

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Pun

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ch

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Is that you, Genos?

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So you were here.

Just like King said

Yeah…and it looks like we came just in the nick of time

Good thing we came

Oh…?

Saitama…you look kind of refreshed

What happened?

I kind of feel like I let off a lot of steam

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I had a lot of stress built up because you kept beating me in those games

So he was still pissed off

Well…I wanted to teach you that your way of fighting with only one style of attack isn’t good…

Saitama-sensei, I wish to ask you a question

What is it?

What do you think I am lacking?

Eh

Isn’t it power?

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….!!!!

Thank you very much!

Ahhhhhhhh….That’s no good…

You probably shouldn’t use Saitama as a point of reference, Genos…

Sensei’s fights show me the path that I should take

The symbol of strength

That is what I should aim for…

I will also reach that place

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Garou…so you finally passed out

Rest well

We’ll reach Orochi soon

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

After a busy competition day I am back home in my pjs so buckle up kids, because it is finally time for

FISH SHENANIGANS!!!!

So you know how Slick has been losing-growing-losing his new fin growth, even though his water parameters were all perfect? Well, I finally decided that it must be some kind of weird interaction between my hard water and his plastic decor that must be leeching a chemical I couldn’t test for into the water, and took out all the fake stuff to switch him over to an all-natural set up.

He got some mossed-up spiderwood and some water lettuce, giving him this:

Well, a few days in, a fungal bloom starts up. Not anything harmful to the fish or the plants, in fact, bettas will even eat the stuff if they feel like it. I didn’t even mind the look of it, because I’m down for some haunted spiderwood:

I’d planned to just let it go away naturally, because I figured with the moss on there it’d just do more harm than good to get rid of it manually. But what the fish sites didn’t mention was the smell. After a few weeks, it was absolutely rank, right? So I opt for a more natural solution: algae eaters!

It’s a five gallon tank, so additional fish wasn’t an option, but one snail and one shrimp? Totally doable. So, I come home with a zebra nerite snail, an amano shrimp, and a new betta (don’t ask). 

Well, I acclimate everyone, and introduce snail and shrimp to Slick’s tank. Snail doesn’t even make it to the substrate before he’s sucking algae off the side of the tank, so he’s in snail heaven, and the amano immediately goes to town on the fungus bloom. Operation Fungus Bloom is successfully under way!

Knowing some bettas can be aggressive towards newcomers, I intended to keep a close eye on them, but once Slick looked like he wasn’t interested in either of his new roommates, I got distracted setting up new guy’s tank. I check in on Slick and Co. maybe an hour later and... no shrimp. There is absolutely zero sign of the amano and Slick is fat. Capital F-A-T fat. 

One look at that bloated belly tells me exactly what happened: my sweet baby boy murdered and consumed an innocent shrimp. He is a shrimp-killer. And he has the AUDACITY to act hungry the next morning, like he hadn’t just had five meals worth of shrimp the night before. 

It’s not the end of the world, circle of life and what not, and the snail is slowly cruising through the fungus bloom just fine, so we may not need a shrimp anyway. Except that it’s taking FOREVER and my moss is turning brown and dead, which I attribute to the bloom.

So I reckon it’s worth trying one more time. If I feed Slick a little bit more before I introduce the shrimp, he’ll be too full to manage any mischief, and this time I’ll acclimate and add the shrimp in the dark, so he probably won’t even see them, right? Right.

Thus-- Plan B for Better. I get another snail (because snails are cheap and cool), and two more amano shrimp (in case Slick takes out one, the other might survive longer to become part of the territory). And then on the way home I start panicking because what if the spiderwood just didn’t provide enough nooks and crannies for the shrimp to hide in?? So I go to my local fish store and get some live plants-- an anubias, and an aponogeton. 

I have it all planned out: I’ll get the plants out of their rock wool and into their alum bath before I skate that evening, then when I get back I’ll only have to do the water change, plant, and then acclimate before adding shrimpies. Well-- the rock wool took way too long to take off before skating, so I had to leave it until I got home, then soaked them, which meant I didn’t actually get to planting the tank until midnight.

Halfway through the water change-- at the point where the water has been drained and I’m about to start planting-- I hear a little bloop! of something dropping from the filter outtake to the water below. Not unusual-- some of the water lettuce gets caught on the lip and slides off. Except... there is no water lettuce where I heard the bloop. Keep in mind that everything is turned off at this point, and with no filter going there is no current. Nothing should have moved except Slick, who is on the far side of the tank. 

But the only haunted thing about my tank is the spiderwood, so I brush it off and start planting. Then, on the far side of the tank, there’s a little splish of something flipping in the water. And by then, Slick had come over to check out the new plants, so I’m just ‘???’ and go investigate, and---

OH. MY.

FUCKING.

GOD.

It’s the SHRIMP. The shrimp. The OG shrimp. The one I thought my precious baby boy had eaten! He was alive the whole time just playing the most winningest game of hide and seek ever, like a fucking ASSHOLE.

Look at him!! Our very own Gone Girl has been gorging himself on algae that isn’t even the fungus bloom-- you can see it along the entire length of his muddy brown innards. At this point I shouted some not nice words at 12:30 in the morning and it’s the most un-neighborly behavior I’ve ever exhibited and it took every ounce of willpower not to call every one I know in the middle of the to tell them that the poor murdered shrimp I’d been telling them about is actually a double-jeopardy’ing bastard of an invertebrate.

And what’s worse is that I had found a molt just a few days earlier, but because I still hadn’t seen the actual shrimp in TWO WEEKS I convinced myself that it was just the corpse having been disturbed and that Slick had clearly somehow just... slurped the insides out of it???

So-- that is the story of my dumb ass stumbling into somehow creating an enriching home for my falsely accused, innocent fish son. His tank is now fully planted, and is shared with THREE SHRIMP and two snails. And oh-- his fins are looking beautiful.

[ineffably-good]

Changes (1/3)

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Summary: Crowley and Aziraphale decide they better let their pet snake, Frederick, see them in their true forms before he finds out by surprise.

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“Did you know,” Crowley said one day, looking up from his phone as they sprawled on the couch with their legs entwined, “that king snakes are named that because they tend to kill and eat other snakes?”

Aziraphale looked up from his book and wrinkled his nose. “Well that’s unsettling,” he said.

“Also they have the strongest constrictor strength of any snake.” Crowley read from his screen. “Really? Huh. That’s how they do it – they squeeze so hard they can stop the heart of something much bigger than them. Here, look at this video of a king snake just up and eating a snake twice its size.”

He held the screen out so the angel could see it, but Aziraphale frowned in distaste and pushed it away, not liking to think about his friendly little pet that way.

“Why exactly are you sharing this information?” he asked, confused.

Crowley looked thoughtful. “It’s just – I was wondering what would happen if Frederick saw me in my snake form.”

Aziraphale peered at him over the top of his glasses. “Well, he’d hardly be able to eat you.”

“No, I know that. I just wonder if he’d be frightened or if it would be okay.” He thought for a minute. “We should probably introduce him to that side of me at some point, so we don’t scare him half to death if he ever comes across me, you know?”

Aziraphale put his book down. “You might have a point. He’s bound to find you sometime in snake form, with winter coming up and the shop getting colder.” Crowley was inclined to spend more time in snake form in the winter, as it was just easier to conserve body heat when he could curl up in a tight ball near a heat source. He also tended to revert to snake form whenever he was especially confounded, cross, overly tired, or being asked to share his feelings at moments when he didn’t want to. Aziraphale found these reactions, in sequence, endearing, irritating, adorable, and infuriating.

“He hasn’t seen either of us with wings, either,” Crowley pointed out, interrupting the angel’s line of thought. “Could be in for a series of surprises, our young Frederick.”

“All right, I’ll think it over,” Aziraphale said. “We need to proceed carefully but you’re probably right that we need to do something about this soon.”

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Aziraphale began trying to lay the ground work with Frederick. He presented him with a carefully-pulled feather from one of his wings, one day. The snake flickered his tongue and scented it with some interest for a moment, then tried to eat it. He swallowed it down, laid still for a moment, and then vomited it back up with a sound that sound like *hrgk*.

THANKS SO MUCH FOR THAT, Frederick thought grumpily at Aziraphale. The snake glared balefully at him for a moment, then tunneled under his bedding material.

“That could have gone better,” Aziraphale muttered.

They tried again later with one of Crowley’s feathers, a black secondary one he'd saved from a molt. Frederick, now suspicious of feather-shaped objects, scented it from further away and then crawled into his cardboard tube, watching it suspiciously. He’d learned that these things had a mind of their own, even if they smelled comfortingly of his two large pets.

“He’s not getting the idea,” Crowley said. “We’re just going to have to show him.”

++

The next time, they pulled out the glass vivarium and placed it, with Frederick tucked securely inside, on the middle of the office desk.

Crowley sat at the desk chair next to him and tapped the glass a little to get Frederick’s attention. “Are you ready? You need to watch now,” he said quietly, laying one hand in front of the glass case in a manner he hoped was comforting. “Watch Aziraphale.”

WHAT NOW? Frederick moaned, irritated at yet another interruption to his nap schedule.

He unwillingly lifted his head and pinned both the pointy and the fluffy creature with his disapproving gaze, then prepared to go back to sleep. He had almost succeeded in resettling when suddenly, he picked up on a strange shift in the air of the room, almost like an electric current, and the background of the room behind his large, fluffy friend shimmered briefly as Aziraphale concentrated on manifesting his wings into the physical plane.

With a sudden pop, there they were. Glorious, huge, alabaster wings, held carefully behind him in a nonthreatening stance. Aziraphale watched as Frederick, who was most definitely paying attention now, uncoiled slowly and moved as far away to the other side of the glass container as he could.

“Frederick,” Aziraphale said, moving slowly to come kneel before the container. “It’s still me. I’m an angel, that’s all. Not a bird of prey.”

Frederick hissed quietly and looked unconvinced. What in the blazes is an angel, he thought to himself. His limited experience of the world had contained no mention of this concept.

“Let’s try just hanging about for a bit with your wings out,” Crowley said. “Maybe he’ll get used to it and you can take him out for a closer look.”

Frederick watched the two of them walk into the kitchen area to make tea, and he pondered. He’d always known there was something strange about these two – there had always been a hint of feathers in both of their scent profiles, and he’d never been quite sure why. So, his lovely, kind owner was actually a gigantic bird? Or part bird? Either way, if there was one thing a snake of his size knew it was that he was no match for an avian of that size, and he was not at all sure that he liked this development.

In Frederick’s world, there were two truths: large snakes ate small birds, and large birds ate small snakes. End of story. Period. Finito. And yet, he couldn’t find it quite in himself to be afraid of his owner. He’d always been so kind.  

The dark one came back a while later and reached in to pull him out of his container. Frederick hissed dramatically and made his displeasure known, but ultimately allowed it. He took him over to the table where Aziraphale was sitting and, holding the snake carefully, let him take a good look at the wings and scent them to his heart's content.

Aziraphale concentrated on radiating as much love and peace as he could at the little creature, and soon enough the snake uncoiled a little and accepted a few pets from his owner.

HEY YOU KNOW WHAT? I DON’T LIKE IT. Frederick thought at them both, but as it didn’t seem like Aziraphale was inclined to eat him, he supposed he could get used to it.

He was, they all noted, much happier when Aziraphale put his wings away.

“Better not let him see you in your true form any time soon,” Crowley murmured that night. “Four wings and all those eyes? You’ll give the poor little guy nightmares.”

“Indeed,” Aziraphale agreed. “That can probably be avoided, for the most part.”

++

Frederick the snake was having a very nice autumn, thank you very much. Things had been very calm for the last few months since he’d pulled his disappearing act and startled the two supposed grownups into slightly better behavior, and to their credit they’d been much less prone to idiocy lately. Frederick had watched approvingly from his perch nearby as they exchanged rings and acted ridiculously sappy about the whole thing. He didn't understand what the fuss about a couple lumps of metal was all about, but in general he thought anything that made the two of them less likely to bicker was worth encouraging. And when they were feeling sappy, they tended to extend that pleasantness to Frederick through a surfeit of treats and long naps in the sun.

All in all, it had worked out rather well.

After Aziraphale’s reveal, Frederick noted that his fuzzy owner was taking care to spend a bit more time with him, which was nice. Aziraphale had always been the warmest body in the house, and although he loved his heating pad, nothing really beat curling up with the fuzzy one for keeping a snake loose and happy. He basked in the attention and tried not to think any further about his pet’s dual nature. Some things were best ignored.

It was, he thought, the most sensible approach.

++

A few days later, they decided it was Crowley’s turn to reveal his wings. Aziraphale sat on the couch with Frederick curled up in his lap, stroking the snake gently while he mostly napped. “Frederick, wake up pay attention now,” Aziraphale said, booping him gently on the nose to wake him up. "Crowley needs to show you something."

OH FOR FUCK’S SAKE, WHAT DO YOU TWO WANT THIS TIME? Frederick thought at them. Frederick had for several months now been listening closely to the pointy one and was picking up on quite a wide variety of curse words, which he practiced assiduously at night while his companions slept. He was rather proud of how well he was doing with them.

Crowley got a strange look on his face for just a second. "Did you hear something?" he asked Aziraphale.

"No," the angel said, looking at him levelly. "You all right, there?"

Crowley nodded his assent and got back to the task at hand. He frowned in concentration, while the angel made sure Frederick was watching.

There was a whoomp sound of displaced air and, suddenly, the pointy one was unfolding large, black wings behind him.

HE’S A CROW??? Frederick shrieked. OH THAT EXPLAINS *SO* MANY THINGS.

Crows, he thought with the inborn knowledge of all snake-kind, were nothing any intelligent snake tried to eat. They were smart and ruthless fighters, loyal in a way that caused their loved ones to band together to help them if they were under attack, and lived to cause trouble. They cackled with their own twisted sense of humor that no one else could really understand, and they were messy and annoying.  

That seemed about right, he thought, for what he knew of the pointy one.

Also, luckily, they tended not to hunt snakes.

Frederick eyed Crowley with a sense of grudging respect, and nodded his head a little in acceptance. Better a crow, who, yes, was crazy but was predictable crazy, then a big giant seagull. No one could tell what a seagull might do next.

FINE, he thought at them both, beyond annoyed. I CAN DEAL WITH THIS. REALLY GLAD THIS IS ALL OUT IN THE OPEN. CAN WE STOP WITH THE BIG REVEALS NOW? ANYONE WANT TO TURN INTO A FREAKING LAMPSHADE OR ANYTHING?

“He’s doing good, I think,” Crowley said. “Let’s show him the rest.”

“Okay, Frederick,” Aziraphale said, “there’s more. Crowley can change into something else, too.”

Frederick sighed dramatically, but looked up, interested in spite of himself. He watched, transfixed, as the big, feathered, Crowley-adjacent thing in front of him slowly morphed and dropped to the floor and became the absolutely biggest  snake he had ever seen in his life.

Frederick’s entire brain short circuited and he did what any sensible snake would do faced with such an enormous threat – he went limp and played dead.

[forestwater87]

Odd question. If you were doing a wing fic (shorthand: everyone has some kind of wings on their back; up to you if they're always out or if they can be banished and summoned at will) for Camp Camp, what kind of wings would the cast have?

Oooh I love wing fics! Hmmm, let’s see . . . 

David’s would be a little small for his age/size, and he’d probably be kind of embarrassed about that. He can still fly just fine with them -- which he’d say, defensively, if anyone pointed them out -- and they’re very fluffy, white, with little speckles of green flecked throughout.

Now I know most wing fics stick with feathered wings, but it did occur to me that some sort of insectlike wings -- all delicate-looking and iridescent like the surface of a bubble -- would also suit him very well. They’d be a bit more natural and forest-y, but would still have that element of embarrassment and shyness (he was probably called “fairy” a lot growing up, and it’d be a sore spot for him).

That being said, the idea of David having massive wings was suggested by @ciphernetics​, and I must admit that the idea of him either wrapping them around people to protect or comfort them is super cute. Also in a protective moment he could like fwoosh, out they come to shield the campers and it’d be badass. It’s not my preferred hc for him, but there are some lovely ways to play with it.

Gwen’s would be . . . serviceable. Dull, easily overlooked, probably some shade of gray or that kind of dun mousy brown that looks greyish in the right light, bigger than David’s but neither unusually large or small, not especially fluffy but not kind of molted the way some sick people’s are . . . they’re just sort of there. (She was probably nicknamed Pigeon by a lot of people, both as an affectionate term and a derogatory one. And like pigeons’ wings, there are little patches of color among her wings that are hard to see unless you’re looking for them it’s a metaphor get it? aren’t I clever ohoho)

Campbell’s are humongous. The biggest wings ever. He is a mountain of a man, with massive pure-white wings. Some people are convinced he genetically modified them somehow, and they do have this uncanny radioactive glow in the dark but don’t worry about that, it’s perfectly natural and not at all suspicious!

The fun thing about this is that they can get increasingly bedraggled as Season 3 progresses, until they’re drooping and muddy.

Quartermaster has bat wings. I don’t give a fuck if literally every other character has angel wings, QM’s are bats and that’s just the way it has to be.

I like the idea of the campers having small wings that can fit under their clothes, because they haven’t really grown in yet. I imagine maybe Nurf might be an exception, since he seems to be either older or just bigger than the other campers, but for the most part those kiddos look just like their normal selves. That being said, a few ideas of what they might look like grown up:

Max -- black, maybe a little big for his age, like a crow or raven’s wings. When he gets annoyed they puff up and slip out of his hoodie, and it’s a pain to put them back in which annoys him even more and gets them more puffy and hard to stuff back . . . it’s a constant struggle. Pity the poor kid.

Neil -- I’m torn between going with his hair color and giving him some hawklike brown-and-white wings, which I think would look nice with his coloring, and just going hog-wild and giving him wings like a bluebird because of his eyes. I think the latter would be too showy and embarrass him, but there’s something kinda cute about that too. His wings would be like his dad: impossible to ignore and much louder and more obnoxious (in his POV) than they need to be.

Nikki -- big and flecked with golden-orange. Of all the characters I think hers would have the most modifications, because as a kid/young adult she wasn’t careful with them and got them all torn up -- maybe to the point where she can’t even fly with them. But she has Neil and he’s a smart cookie, so I like to think of her wings having a vaguely-steampunk element of mechanisms and patches keeping them together.

Harrison -- white or a very light gray, like a dove’s. He paints the tips gold when he’s older as part of his illusionist costume.

Nerris -- I’m just thinking pure eastern bluebird, orange at the base and then exploding into brilliant blue. I think she’d love how flashy they are.

Ered -- Somehow I want her to have dragon wings. I have no idea why, or how, but I think it’d be extremely cool, and Ered is nothing if not cool. Especially if they’re really rare, almost unheard of, and she’s put a lot of work into transforming herself from the tomboyish freak with the demon wings and gay dads into something to be envious of. Besides, it’s easier to do sick stunts without having to worry about your feathers getting caught on stuff.

Nurf -- All right, I wanna get emo for a moment and say that his wings have been hacked either partly or entirely off by the time he’s an adult. We know he’s been abused in canon, and I think that people like that would go for the easiest target to hurt you, and that target is probably the delicate feathered things sticking out of your back. Bonus points if they’re somehow kind of girly, which coincides with his more sensitive nature and how he initially wanted to do ballet as a kid (especially since I don’t think that was well-received by his family). So, like . . . what remains are very fluffy and sweet-looking, maybe pink or pale yellow and orange or something, but they’re either little stubs he covers up all the time or they’ve got big chunks missing out of them but who’s gonna point that out to the huge guy with a pissed-off expression?

Preston -- Rainbow, like the most extravagant bird of paradise. Does he paint them himself, or are they as natural as he claims? 

Dolph -- Probably something very average and serviceable, in the brown/gray/white family, but they’re always speckled with paint because he’s not very careful with them and especially the long feathers at the bottom trail along the ground while he’s painting, or get stuck to his art if he turns around too suddenly.

Space Kid -- I’m thinking of a duck, for some reason. Partly because they’re aquatic and I just connect the ocean and space for some reason, partly because they’re very ordinary and that’s kind of how SK rolls, and partly because ducks can just flap for insane distances without getting tired (thank you Animorphs!). Space Kid is like that, I think -- very diligent, keeps his head down and gets things done, not very bright but he works so hard it makes up for a lot, and that’s why he’s going to be an astronaut someday. Mallards have those pretty green feathers, too, and I think those would look nice with Space Kid’s eyes.

Jasper -- Peacock. Obviously. He is the most garishly-dressed person in the show and his wings would match. Not that you’ll ever know, because he never gets to grow up and have real wings :( 

So those are the mains! As for some of the less-important characters, I don’t really have too many interesting ideas, but a few throwaway ones:

The Flower Scouts all have pink wings, either feathers or bug/fairy ones. I think maybe Tabii has a chunk missing from one of hers, from a fight or something, and the other girls made a patch so no one can tell and she can fly properly. Erin’s might be just slightly different colors -- one with an orangey tint, one with a blue.

A fun thing about bug wings is they could buzz when the girls are angry. So Sasha’s are basically always going, poor thing.

The Woodscouts probably have their wings bound, clipped, and constantly ready for combat flying. I’m thinking, like, the military-haircut version of wings.

Daniel’s . . . I mean, I don’t care about Daniel because he’s trash, but I do love the idea that they’re not naturally white and he dyes them. It’s my favorite Daniel hc and I need it to appear in every AU.

So that about covers it!

EXCEPT

Then I was talking with Ciphernetics about wing AUs, and I mentioned that in some wing fics (namely the awesome one by setepenre-set, though there are probably others) the wings’ size are based on how loved someone is. Which led to the below cuteness. Warning: shameless Gwenvid and Makkiel ahead, along with me insisting that Cameron Campbell isn’t the worst person in the entire world because I’m love him

Ciphernetics: Max’s wings growing during camp!Max voice: who the FUCK is loving me I specifically requested the opposite of thisDavid: You can even fit them in your hoodie anymore awwwwMax, struggling to pull it on over his wings: the hell I can't

Forestwater:(what if they come in the color of the person who loves you's hair)(so at first it's just this line of red that he knows is fucking David, goddamnit and then all of a sudden start sprouting these mint green and brown ones and my ship takes off)

Ciphernetics: Max, disgusted, throwing an auburn feather at David: get LOSTMax, looking over his shoulder in the mirror at the brown ones gathering at the tips and the mint ones scattered chaotically throughout: huh

Forestwater:Oh no what about when Nikki and Neil's start getting flecked with black, small and easily tugged out like they're ashamed of being there

Ciphernetics: The small really curly little feathery down that like to hide under other feathers(Gwen's had auburn in her wings since almost the first summer but lately it's started to overpower the rest of the colours. Not completely, it's just... Noticeable how much of it is the same colour now.)(She knew David loved people quickly and easily, it's just suddenly a lot more)(or she just wasn't paying attention)

Forestwater:What on earth would David's reaction be to suddenly finding some of Gwen's?I like the idea of her feathers being two-toned

Ciphernetics: I'd love if he's had a very small, slowly growing patch since they met (just a handful more each summer) but some event happens and suddenly there's a lotOh absolutely two tonedHey how about some angst;David's been waiting his whole life for Campbell's hair colourToday at 9:32 AMHe'd never say it but Campbell makes so many throwaway jokes about David being the son he never wanted but it rings a little hollow when there's not when one little brown/grey feather

Forestwater:until the end of season 3 when there's like . . . twoLISTEN I NEED MY TRASH GRANDPA

So that’s just a little bit of extra silliness for added angst/romance/fluff.

Hope this answer isn’t too long, but I was having fun.

[mind-if-i-scream]

Hi, do you have advice/resources of feather plucking? (Sun conure F over 10 yo)

My green cheek conure plucked when he was 5 years old and my goffins cockatoo has been a seasonal feather chewer/picker for 7 years.

When Yuki, my goffin, started chewing I read every article, web page, and book I could find to try to figure out why she started chewing. I feel like this article is an easy read on what can cause feather plucking and follows my personal rule of they aren’t trying to sell you some crazy product.

Both of my birds started pluck/chewing after they were rehomed and they missed their old owners. They were both depressed and were very scared being in a new home. Yuki now chews during the spring because her hormones acted up but stops as soon as it’s summer. I used to be at a shelter where I saw parrots who were mistreated and plucked from that. Right now I’m trying to get an umbrella cockatoo from a friend’s family member who doesn’t care for the bird properly and she plucks from poor diet, too small of a cage, and being left in a back room with little human interaction. There’s also medical reasons, like allergies, for feather plucking that would require a vet visit.

From what I’ve seen feather plucking is mainly caused by poor diet, boredom, stress, and hormones.

Boredom, in my opinion, is the easiest to fix by adding more foraging and puzzle toys to the birds cage. Giving the bird more out of cage time helps too and try taking them around the house with you if it’s safe. If you’re ok becoming a crazy bird person, like me, you can get a snazzy bird backpack or shoulder bag and take them out on walks with you or you can train them to be on a harness. Keep in mind that not every bird will want to go outside in a bird backpack or on a harness and both require training and conditioning. After all of the toys, out of cage time, and go on a walk Yuki is a bit too tired to want to chew her feathers.

Fear and anxiety can also cause plucking. Pipin, my green cheek, was a bit harder to figure out why he was plucking. I was his third owner and the second did return him to his first after it didn’t work out. He started after I had him for a few months, probable after realized he wasn’t going back, and it was bad. I thought that separating him from my other birds and taking him to my grandparents house would be best for him since they work from home and he could get more attention, he started plucking around the holidays and I was working over 30 hours a week and finishing college. Pipin only got worse at my grandparent’s house and scared he was. I rushed him home, reunited him with my tiels, and learn that he wasn’t plucking because he was bored or wanted attention, he was just a scared little bird who missed his owner. Keeping him with the cockatiels keeps him from plucking along with giving him plenty of space and hiding spots. He has 3 spots that he’ll go to so he’s out of my way and doesn’t have to be by my hand, I just need to be mindful of how much time he needs to climb to these spots. Also giving him a few toys to hide behind makes him happy and I make sure that no one stares at him since it’s also scary. Pipin has been doing great with his training the past 2 years and now comes to 3 different perches to receive treats from me and I can stand normally in front of his cage to give them to him.

Poor diet can also cause plucking, I believe it’s if they’re not getting enough protein which can happen if they’re feed poor quality seeds. Parrots need a wide variety of food including fruits, veggies, nuts, grains, and pellets along with seeds. Peanuts shouldn’t be feed to parrots since there’s a high chance that they might have mold growing on them, I feed my guys almonds, walnuts, and cashews. Pellets should make up the bulk of their diet and the seeds and nuts should mostly be a treat or feed in moderation. And fruits and veggies are important too, you can do fresh, dried with no added sugar, or dehydrated. I also cook up some plain pasta, rice, oatmeal, and popcorn as a treat for my birds.

For hormones you just kind of have to deal with them. All parrots become hormonal and reducing their day time hours helps and lowering their carbs but its just a few months of not fun. Yuki becomes so bad that I can’t take her out with me, she wants to have babies with my friends hands. Staying home and being hormonal makes her chew again but I just looking at her like ‘You’re a jerk and nasty and you need to calm down’. She normally calms down after 2 months and having almost no carb snacks and 13-15 hours of darkness a night but it works and she just looks scruffy until her next molt. 

I’m not sure if you just recently just got this bird or if she just started plucking out of nowhere. Check her environment, where her cage is kept, and see what can be scaring her or stressing her out.

Think did something change is her world?

Did someone move out/in?

New pet or baby in the house that’s scary?

Did she move into a new house?

Was she rehomed?

Is her cage big enough and she’s getting enough attention?

Did she have a flock mate that passed away recently?

Was she in a traumatic event and is something setting her off?

Are you, a big human, just scary to a tiny bird and she would like some space?

Is her environment just really boring and she has nothing to do all day?

After you find out what’s causing the stress then you can start trying fix the behavore. Depending on how long she’s been plucking, her feather may not grow back and if she’s been plucking for longer than a month you want to take her to the vet just to rule out any serious medical problems.

If you need anymore help feel free to message me.

[justicewinged]

headcanon: quinn’s birds

Valor isn’t the only bird Quinn has ever had. Quinn has flown more birds before him and will fly many more birds after he passes. Falconry is so embedded in her life and livelihood thanks to her job and her mother, there just isn’t any room for her to do anything else.

Beware, LONG HEADCANON POST AHEAD. I am a nerd. I am nerding out. doN’T LOOK AT ME. Images are included.

Winter | Gyrfalcon | hand-trained, deceased

Sex: Female Age at Catch: Hatchling Height: 24in. (2ft) Wingspan: 48in. (4ft) Weight: 3.5lbs

Quinn first learned falconry on her mother’s hand-trained bird. Irma swore by Winter in all cases and kept her on hand in the stables, despite the fact Winter was a big female with a mean streak. For a falcon, she was huge, and for Demacia, her white plumage was only ever useful in the snow, but given someone to flush quarry, she thrived. When Irma disappeared, she took Winter with her, and Quinn hasn’t seen Winter since.

A handful of Quinn’s scars are from Winter. She’s still sore on this fact.

Shiv | Broad-winged Hawk | re-released

Sex: Male Age at Catch: 4 y/o Age at Release: 6 y/o Height: 13in. (1′1″) Wingspan: 31in. (2′7″) Weight: 0.5lbs

After Quinn showed an aptitude for falconry, her mother helped her catch a new bird. The broadwings in the area around Uwendale are very familial, so having one as a falconry bird was never too much of a trouble. Shiv was trapped as a juvenile, and Quinn kept him through two molts, but ultimately, he had a personality that did not jive with Quinn very well in the long run. The two parted ways on decent enough terms for falconer and bird, and Quinn could hear his cries in the afternoons around her family home until she moved out.

His bad habit was whacking her in the face with his wings as he came into land. 

Valor | Azurite Eagle | hand-trained

I use Chilean Blue Eagles (aka Black Chested Buzzard-Eagles) to represent a young Valor.

Sex: Male Age at Catch: 1 y/o Height: 38in. (3′2″) * Wingspan: 73in. (6′1″) * Weight: 12lbs

* size current to Valor at 5 y/o. He lives to be 17, and only grows larger.

Quinn projected a lot of the grief of Caleb’s death onto Valor, and he became the new Caleb -- the one she was taking on all her adventures. The pair of them have been through a lot together and he trusts her more than anyone else in the world. He has a tendency to bite strangers, and a bit of a mean streak when it comes to people he doesn’t know. His intuition is unparalleled when it comes to intention. He’s the kinda bird Quinn will talk to and confide in, even though he can’t talk.

As an eagle, he’s prone to bad habits. Valor foots at the glove when he’s upset or antsy, has days when he refuses to come down, and occasionally will shred his equipment. Quinn is constantly making him new things because he trashes so much. He also eats cats on occasion, making him a terror to the populace of Demacia City.

Valor dies in the middle of Dying of the Light arc. Which brings me to the next bird...

Arcane | Great Red Kite*| bred warbird

* invented species based on the real-life Red Kite.

Sex: Female Height: 29in (2′5″) Wingspan: 76in (6′4″) Weight: 3lbs

Arcane was never really Quinn’s bird. They worked well enough together, but they never got along, and Arcane was distinctly Noxian trained. Despite her comparatively diminutive size to Valor, she bit harder and clawed harder than he ever did. Between the two of them, Arcane was in charge often, and Quinn rarely so. They never interacted outside the arena, but Quinn was glad to let her go when she did. In her later life, many of the bird-looking scars are from Arcane’s beak and talons.

Note that Arcane wore a whole helmet for combat, whereas Valor only wore wing guards.

Kapo | Ornate Hawk-Eagle | hand-trained

Sex: Male Age at Catch: Hatchling Height: 23in (1′11″) Wingspan: 51in (4′3″) Weight: 2.6lbs

Illaoi actually found Kapo while she was on a walk, trying to debate how she might allow Quinn to find motion again. She’d been doing everything in her power. Kapo had taken grave injury by a warf rat, and was very sick and hurt. Illaoi took her back to Quinn, who found purpose in nursing the little guy back to health. And in nursing him, he nursed Quinn’s mental health back to a place where she could be her own person again. 

The most important thing about Kapo is that he wasn’t Valor, nor was he anything like Valor. He was shy at first, where Valor would ordinarily thrive. He was meek and needed Quinn to take the lead. But this was by no means a bad thing -- it forced Quinn to think differently, and that helped her grow.

Liberty | Freljordian Eagle Owl* | foster

* based on the real-life bird the Siberian Eagle-owl, a morph of the Eurasian Eagle-owl.

Sex: Female Age at Catch: 12 y/o Height: 27in (2′3″) Wingspan: 70in (5′10″) Weight: 7lbs

Quinn took Liberty in when she moved to the Freljord with Kapo. Due to him being a tropical bird, his already poor, aging health took a sharp decline. She knew he was going to die, but she didn’t wish to keep him out on the open ocean for longer than she had to. Enter: Liberty. She was found a little outside the hovel Quinn took up upon starting her time living in the taiga south of Avarosan lands. Both Liberty and Quinn were older, and Liberty already had in her mind the ideas of all she wanted to do, so training was a bit of an uphill battle. But the two of them clicked somehow, and Liberty became Quinn’s main bird upon Kapo’s inevitable death.

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[feralquirks]

Shedding Time

When Nagisa woke with blurred, slightly-whitened vision, he knew instantly the coming week was going to be hell.

Coming to class wasn’t any better either because instantly, Okajima blurted out, “Holy crap, Nagisa! What happened to you?!”

Nagisa could hardly see with his vision being as powder white as it was, but he didn’t really need his sight to navigate to his desk. Having a snake quirk, he still had an extra sense with his snakes’ tongues. His snakes still had their infrared sight through their pits above their nose, but Nagisa could navigate just fine without it; at least they could taste the air and know more or less where everyone was.

Except it didn’t really work for things without particular scents, which was proven when he bumped into Kayano’s desk, a hand catching his when he stumbled. “Oof! S-sorry.”

He recognized Kayano’s gasp, recognized her soft hands. “Nagisa! Okajima’s right, what happened to you?”

He heard shuffling from the class then, smelling the familiar scents of Midoriya, Karma and Isogai coming closer. “Geez, you look awful. You’re skin’s like death… Are you alright, Nagisa?” Isogai’s voice cut through the white.

“Y-you’re not ss-sick, are you?” Midoriya’s voice.

A shadow passed over his eyes and he flinched away suddenly, blinking and flicking his gaze around frantically.

“Oh, damn, you can’t see, can you?” Karma’s voice.

The blue-haired boy’s expression grew red from embarrassment, but he’s sure the flush just made him look that much worse. His cracked lips pursed uncomfortably together and he slowly shook his head. “I’m… I’m fine, it’s just- uh…”

He sensed Isogai moving and new hands clasped his and he was then guided to his seat. Sitting down, the boy swallowed. “I’m… shedding.”

“What?” Isogai.

“Shedding?” Kayano.

“Oh.” Midoriya.

“Gross!” Okajima.

“ Ew.” Nakamura.

“Heh, cool.” Hazama.

His face darkened, a hand raising to cover his face. He should have stayed home today.

“Dude, how’d you even get to school?” Karma questioned.

“I, uh, have a walker for weeks like this. I pretty much just memorize my path every day in case this happens,” Nagisa shrugged, slowly uncovering his face. He kept his white eyes lowered. It felt so uncomfortable. His body was being squished by the layer of dead skin, and his eyes felt irritated by his eye caps practically hanging off them. He hated these weeks. He couldn’t even use his quirk during these times. Why couldn’t his own snakes just shed? Why did it have to be him too? Ugh.

“Does it hurt?” Kayano’s timid voice came in front of him.

The boy shook his head. “It’s just a bit uncomfortable. I just feel a bit… sick, I guess. But not really? Uh… it’s not, like, contagious or anything.”

He heard Okajima let out a sigh of relief before a whap! And then his cry of, “Ouch! What was that for?”

“He’s got a snake quirk, you idiot. Of course it’s not contagious,” Hazama sighed, voice slightly annoyed.

Nagisa smiled a bit. “It should pass by the end of the week. I just can’t see right now. And, some of my skin might look really bad. Since I don’t have scales all over my body, only some parts shed like the backs of my hands and my cheeks, so you might see me scraping skin off, but it doesn’t hurt, and I put it all into a plastic bag so I don’t weird you all out.”

The short boy flinched with a gasp when he felt a different hand land on his shoulder, relaxing once he sensed it was only Kurahashi. “It’s perfectly normal for snakes!” she explained giddily. “Beetles do it too, you know? Scales and exoskeletons don’t grow like regular skin does. It’s so cool to see someone other than Korosensei do that skin-peely-offy-thing!”

“Sh...Ss-shedding, K-Kura-chan,” Midoriya muttered. Nagisa heard scribbling to his right. He must be taking notes on his quirk. The shorter boy smiled weakly at that prospect. He’ll probably show it to him later.

“Why didn’t you stay home, Nagisa?” Maehara’s voice, laced with concern yet slight amusement. Nagisa turned to the direction of his voice, then shrugged, appearing sheepish.

“I’m under contract this year to not skip school unless I have an valid reason accepted by a doctor or the principal himself,” he explained. “Since I’m not sick, I can’t get a pass from the doctor to stay home, so.” He shrugged again.

The door to the hall slid open, the smell of distinctly French pastries pressing into the class. Nagisa wrinkled his nose. Too sweet.

“Good morning, class!”

Everyone got to their desks and stood up, greeting their homeroom teacher before sitting down again. Nagisa kept his gaze down.

“Now, for attendance. Akabane Karma?”

“Here.”

The list went on before he got to his name and Nagisa lifted his head slightly to call out, “Here.”

“Alrighty, Suga— Nagisa?! What’s wrong with your face?! Ohmygoodness, please don’t tell me you’ve contracted some sort of terrible disease! Oh, my heart would break if anything were to happen to any of my students! What ails you, Nagisa?! Is i-”

“It’s! Nothing!” Nagisa interrupted, a bit of laughter hanging off the end of his words. “I’m just shedding, Sensei.”

Korosensei’s voice sounded a bit pathetic as he responded with a simple: “Oh.” Unfortunately, their Korosensei was an octopus of theatrics, so Nagisa wasn’t all that surprised when the yellow creature suddenly zipped right in front of his desk and a tentacle touched his cheek. “How extraordinary! What an interesting discovery; It looks like I’m not the only one who sheds a new skin once in a while!”

(“Yeah, but I don’t shed my entire body off like you do. Or smell weird afterwards,” Nagisa muttered while the teacher moved his face every which way, observing the greyer parts and his eyes.)

“Extraordinary! Simply a remarkable side-effect of a remarkable quirk. Tell me, do you shed all at once or is it a process such as those of a common snake?”

“Er… It… takes about a week or less for all my affected areas to shed completely, but more for my snakes themselves…”

“I see! It seems your eyes are also affected. You can’t see well, can you? Well, Nagisa, meet me after class today! Midoriya, can you take extra notes for Nagisa today?”

“Y-yes!”

“Excellent! Well, back to role call. Sugaya Sosuke?”

“Present.”

Nagisa squirmed, anxiety crawling in his stomach. It always unnerved him when he had to meet a teacher after school.

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It was hard getting through class just by listening and paying attention, giving vocal responses whenever he was called on (Korosensei still held high expectations).

Lunch went by without incident, mostly just Midoriya asking Nagisa questions about his quirk and Karma being insufferable as always. Trying to spook him and ultimately failing when Nagisa wouldn’t flinch after the first two attempts.

Classes came around and Karasuma tried to bench him from gym until his sight got better. To that, Nagisa simply pointed out that Chiba was doing just fine blind and this wasn’t his first rodeo with being blind either. Gym went about as well as it usually did. Nagisa took delight in surprising his classmates with how well he could keep up even when blind.

Finally, the end of class came and Nagisa waited patiently for Korosensei in the class.

“So, what’d ya think Korosensei’s gonna do?” Isogai questioned, sitting next to Nagisa.

The blind boy shrugged. “I dunno really.”

“Maybe he’s gonna put Nagisa in a snake cage until he finishes molting,” Nakamura chuckled as he finished packing and turned to leave. “Well, good luck, Nagisa. See you guys later.”

They all waved her off before Karma hummed to himself. Nagisa turned to his direction. “What’re you thinking now?”

“Nothing, just wondering if octopi eat snakes. People eat snakes, right? Like in Africa?”

Midoriya made a shrugging sound. Nagisa heard a smacking sound beside Karma and he sensed Sugino was closer—did he hit Karma? The pig-tail boy hummed in amusement as Sugino chastised his friend, “Why are you seriously this morbid and weird?”

“Nnn-no, he has’a p-point,” Midoriya chimed in.

“See? Midoriya agrees with me.”

“So? Midoriya agrees with everything and I’m pretty sure you and Midoriya go out to find actual cryptids on weekends.”

There was silence and Nagisa raised a brow, looking toward both boys as if their heat signatures would give him any sort of answer to that. Seriously, why weren’t they saying anything? Then he heard Karma whisper, “Crap, he’s onto us.”

Then the hushed response, “Whu, ah, wh-what do we d-do?”

More silence, Karma’s head turned looking in some direction he wasn’t sure of and then he and Midoriya bolted from the building.

“Holy crap, they actually do hunt for cryptids,” he heard Maehara mutter. Nagisa shook his head. If anything they were the cryptids, but what does he know? He’s just a blind snake with two smaller snakes attached to his head. Go figure.

Isogai moved to perhaps speak, but was interrupted by Korosensei entering the room. “Nagisa! There you are! Alright, it’s all prepared, please follow me! Er, well, boys, help him?”

“I mean, I have pit viper sight,” he reminded his homeroom teacher and he jumped.

“Egad! You’re right! Forgive me for forgetting. Anyway, come along, children!” With a sigh, he got up with his things and he sensed the curiosity rolling off the three other boys behind him, following along as well. Outside, Nagisa couldn’t really distinguish anything but a red square… thing. The shape reminded him of an outside, but bigger.

“Uh, Sensei? What is that?” he heard Maehara ask.

“It’s the new sauna!”

Nagisa blinked. “The new what?”

“So, I did some research, and the best way for a snake to shed is in humidity! That, and having scratch toys, and I know you probably pick at your scales already, but your poor little buddies probably don’t have anything to scrub their own scales away.”

Oh. Yeah, usually Nagisa’s the one who peels their dead skin off. He usually just sits in a hot bath at home too.

He looked in Korosensei’s direction. “Sensei, I… don’t know what to say.”

He heard his hands clap. “Say not a thing, Nagisa! I take pleasure in assisting my hardworking students in any way I can, and this surely will help your shedding process to go more smoothly, I can assure you.” Man, that octopus sounded so proud of himself.

Nagisa chuckled a bit before nodding. “Alright. Thank you, Korosensei, I- I’ll take this offer.”

“Wonderful! Now, let’s get you ready for the sauna!”

[byvenomssweetsting]

Stranger Things 2 - Chapter Six - The Spy

They've rushed Will to the hospital.

Hopper is being decontaminated.

Steve and Dustin driving around.

Steve is getting the details on the Dart situation.

Steve has got his nail bat.

Ew it molted again.

Damn it escaped.

Dart is on the loose.

Opening credits.

Government peep's at Will's house.

Joyce is pissed at these doctors.

I don't trust these fucks to do shit.

Making copies of the tape.

And mailing them out to newspapers.

Lol he is not buying that their just friend.

Lol he read people well.

Lol they are not responding well to what he had to say.

They sleep separately.

Or not?

They kiss.

They have sex (probably)

Lol those curtains remind me of EXO's The War album art.

Erica finally relays he messages.

Lucas is trying to take in the new info.

Hopper is puking but they say he'll be alight.

they are going to show him something.

Down into another hole.

Or shaft in this case.

Maybe if they burn it the whole town will collapse or something?

Or is it because of Will?

Bob is finally fully in on the weird shit.

Will is awake.

Lol

Okie not a joke.

Well since this episode is called the spy maybe the monster is in control and just doesn't recognize Bob due to him being to new in Will's memories? Idk.

Lol "how was the pull-out?"

I'm hungry but I need to finish this episode :/

They are heading back to Hawkins.

Johnathan has no idea what he's in for when he gets back home :(

A cold farewell after the warm hospitality.

Oh god Lucas went to Max's house.

Sweaty brother is sweaty.

Max answers the door.

Oh god don't come outside.

Okie good crisis averted.

Will is being examined.

Doesn't remember the main doctor guy.

Yeah all the recent memories aren't there.

"It upset him"

Yeah the monster in control much more now or entirely.

A pain test :(

Lol @ "a virus"

Oh well a guess it is in a way.

Yep hive intelligence.

Setting another trap.

Lol he wanted to impress Max.

His hair does have great body.

Lol that science explanation he started.

Lol no @ "like a lion".

Lol yes @ the hair advice.

Hopper is trying to communicate with Eleven.

All of this for her to not even hear it :(

I'm really hungry.

Damn @ Will's brain.

head doctor is trying to come up with a solution.

Will says he thinks he knows how to stop the shadow monster

They meet up at the old bus.

Lol @ "you probably didn't tell it right"

Johnathan and Nancy are back in Hawkins.

Are both alarmed by the state of the Byers's home.

They found the evidence of the government presence.

They took pics of Will's map.

Will might have found monster HQ.

Gasoline?

I have like twenty minutes until I can eat :(

Okie to scientist peeps are executing their plan and the kids are waiting for Dart to arrive.

Lucas is scoping the area with his binoculars for a sign of Dart.

Lol so that's what the bear rumor was about.

Max likes the fog.

So now we get why Max came to Hawkins.

Poor Max :(

Aw Max you're not a jerk :(

Yes tell her how awesome she is!

Dart has arrived!

"Maybe he's sick of cow" D:

Steve is gonna use himself as bait.

Lol Dustin is very impressed

Damn it's even bigger

omg there are multiples!

Shit.

Time to flee.

Okie he is in the bus.

Those things are so strong.

"Mike, Will, God, anyone”

Oh shit

Right into the mouth

Or not

Aw holding hands

The demegorgens left

Let us follow them

Back to the scientist operation.

So they are back where Hopper was earlier.

omg what if it's a trap!!!

omg it is!

He is apologizing!

The monster wanted revenge.

The spy.

They gonna get eaten.

Yep rip

Oh fuck now they're coming to the lab.

Hopper get the fuck out of there.

And they have arrived.

And now I can go eat :D