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natgeowild  Video by @russ_wildlife On #WorldLionDay let’s enjoy this moment when young lion steals my camera and gives it some serious lion love.
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European lynx By: Russ Kinne From: Man and Wildlife 1970
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Obsessed that one of Keegan’s listed enemies on the heroes fandom wiki is just tiger sharks😭

Half the battle during Into the Deep was just this mf💀

Bro said “I’ll let it slide this one time🙄”

#I just know Logan was pissed too😭#like damn forget Rorke forget the Feds fucking SHARKS?!#your dad sends you and a colleague on a dangerous mission and your public enemy number one is just the fucking wildlife#call of duty ghosts#cod ghosts#keegan russ#call of duty keegan#cod keegan#call of duty ghosts keegan#logan walker#logan cod ghosts#gunnrblze rambles
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African Lion
By Russ Burden of Parker, Colorado, USA
African Wildlife Photography Awards
#russ burden#photographer#parker#colorado#united states#african lion#lion#animal#mammal#wildlife#nature#african wildlife photography awards
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Book: Wildfire | Chapter 3
#hannah grace#maple hills#wildlife#icebreaker#aurora roberts#russ callaghan#fanart#book fanart#booktok
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Russ Mittermeier: A Titan of Conservation and Primatology
Russell Alan Mittermeier, commonly known as Russ Mittermeier, has been a pivotal figure in global conservation efforts, particularly in the fields of biodiversity and primatology. His extensive career has not only contributed significantly to the scientific community but also to conservation policies worldwide. Early Life and Education Russ Mittermeier was born in New York City in 1949. He…
#Biodiversity#biodiversity hotspots#conservation#environmental protection#Primatology#Russ Mittermeier#wildlife conservation
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Loving A Nomad
Russell Shaw x Reader
Summary: It slipped out by mistake but you don't regret it.
Warnings: fluff, p in v, language
Authors Note: I love Jensen and his family. The is purely fiction and for entertainment purposes only.
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One day with his brother and you dumbass of a boyfriend is already behind bars.
Colter called Rene to bail them out and Russell had called you to meet up with her so he could see you. It had been three weeks since you last saw him. He has been busy searching for his old army buddy.
Can’t fault him for that.
Two pairs of heels can be heard marching down the police station hallway as we near the holding cells. There sits the brothers with matching fake innocent grins plastered on their face.
Rene starts talking to them about how she managed to get the charges dropped. Adding that Russell owes her for paying his charges with fish and wildlife. She looks at me when she brings up the donkey incident.
Shaking my head, I don’t even try to explain that fucking day. Russell has his normal charming, flirty response which earns him a death glare from me.
“Oh calm down sweetie, you know you’re my girl.”
"You're lucky there are bars between us right now Shaw."
Russell lets out a throaty chuckle as he grabs your hand through the bars. Rene has an officer coming with keys to let them out. His brother smirks at Russ, "not for long there won't be."
The confidence slips from Russell's face as he realizes he's being released at that moment. You never could stay mad at this giant man child you are dating but that doesn't mean you don't make him work for your forgiveness every single time.
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Russell is good at a lot of things.
His job.
Being a nomad.
Loving and caring for you.
Making you laugh when all you want to do is cry.
But what he's best at is making it up to you when he royal screws up. Over and over again he will have you underneath him screaming his name until you tell him he's forgiven. Then and only then will he chase his own release.
Tonight is no different.
After having a late lunch with Colter and Rene, you and Russ head back to his hotel room where he instantly begins to make it up to you. Saying I forgive you is right on the tip of your tongue, however those aren't the words that pour out of your kiss bruised lips.
Instead you yell out I Love You as he rips another orgasm from your body.
Russell and you freeze. He's still buried deep inside your well used hole, staring down at your fucked out body.
It's been two years since you started dating. It's not like you've never thought about it or even felt it towards this green eyed devil. You knew you loved him 3 months into your relationship.
Russell comes with a lot of baggaged and a fucked up past. He doesn't allow many into his heart and you weren't willing to risk losing him. Figured waiting for him to say it first was probably the best idea.
You didn't want to scare him away. Given what he has lived through you knew that was a high possible.
You also didn't want to come off as clingy or desperate. Sounds silly but he's a man who is use to his independence and being alone.
Even though it's been 2 years for the both of you, he still enjoys working alone and still keeps so much close to the vest. Including what his job includes.
You couldn't stop the verbal outburst as he was bringing you pleasure tonight. It was the truth. You felt it deep within your soul. He was and will always be the one and only for you.
His cock twitches inside your velvet walls as you both stare at each other waiting to see how he's going to respond. It felt like hours before he makes a move. Thrusting his dick hard into your pussy earning him a moan from you.
"You know pretty girl, I never thought I would say this but," another hard thrust is delivered before he says, "I fucking love you too." He leans down as he captures your lips in a loving kiss as he releases deep inside you. Warmth filling you as he pours all his love into that kiss.
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Two months later Russell has found himself in another sticky situation with Colter by his side. These brothers are going to be the death of you.
Yet again you and Rene come to the rescue and find them in a holding cell fighting over whos fault it was this time.
You walk up to the bars, looking into the goofy smile of your fiance with a disapproving look plastured all over your face.
"You're adorable when your angry baby."
"Oh God, seriously Russell?"
Laughing he says, "aren't you glad you love me pretty girl?"
Shaking your head the officer opens the holding cell as you walk away. Russell jogging to catch up with you, arm lazily laid on your shoulders as he guides you towards the exist.
"So what's for supper tonight?"
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It’s time to break up with balloons
When not properly disposed of, balloons can harm sanctuary wildlife. Deflated balloons have been found along beaches, floating miles offshore, and even occupying the deepest depths of our ocean. Once in the marine environment, marine life can mistake balloons for food, and if ingested, can lead to loss of nutrition or cause suffocation, starvation, and death. String or ribbon is often attached to balloons and can cause entanglement and injury. Mylar balloons are often covered in metallic paint which chip off into small particles into the ocean.
(Photo: Russ Lewis. Image description: two deflated plastic mylar balloons on a beach.)
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Wild (and not so wild) animals in Endeavour and the Morseverse
In Endeavour, we get
The pelican that's an albatross around Bright's neck in S6 (Apollo)
Jeremiah the parrot in S4 (Lazaretto)
The tortoise at some point in S6 (if I remember correctly)
The tiger in S3 (Prey)
Fred's canaries in S7 (Oracle)
But the original Inspector Morse seems very light on the pet and/or wild animals.
And in Lewis, we have the one instance where Lewis ends up (at least temporarily) adopting a victim's cat. Interestingly, that is an episode written by Russel Lewis.
Is there a connection between Russ and the wildlife?
See what happens when there is no new content to distract?
#itv endeavour#morseverse#inspector morse#itv lewis#detectives and animals#wild or four-legged/winged pals
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Updated June 13, 2025
Dilovar
POTENTIAL TRIGGER: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to death, torture, slavery, child abuse, pedophilia, incest, necrophilia, SA, and human experimentation.
Real name: Dilovar Renatvych Matviyenko (born as Kosmas-9)
Alias: Beast of the Great Jungle
Nicknames: Divo and Niney
Occupation: 1st Lieutenant of Division 6, double agent for the Ptolemaic Army, Captain of the Phantom Strike, and cadet for the P.F. Squad (formerly)
Retirement plans: He has no plans outside of military service because he doesn't believe he'll survive long enough to make it to his retirement day
Special skills: Proficiency in nanotechnology and espionage work, mastery of the jungle, dream walking, and glamouring, negotiating peace treaties, spear throwing, and systema
Abilities: A network of translucent, vein-like tubes, coated with a thin layer of blood, cerebrospinal fluid, and fatty tissue, facilitates the nanobots' movement throughout his body. These tubes connect to his central nervous system, cardiovascular system, and muscular system. Once activated, the nanobots rapidly regenerate torn muscles and amplify his strength during combat, visibly evident by the pronounced bulging of his veins beneath his skin and the intense flexing of his muscles. It enhances his physical strength, enabling him to shatter concrete, crush bone, lift and toss trucks with ease, and effortlessly immobilise and disarm enemies with his immense grip strength. It grants him eagle vision, stabilises his blood pressure, and covers exposed skin with a protective, translucent layer of fleshy slime.
He can vomit acidic orange goo streaked with blood and bits of white adipose tissue by altering the pH levels in the food he's digested. This process involves synthesising pigments to create the orange hue and releasing specific enzymes that break down biomolecules, leading to the production of acidic compounds. The nanobots can manipulate enemy nanotechnology and assimilate incoming nano-attacks by reprogramming them.
He can harness the nanobots to alter his mental state, transforming into a far more menacing, feral, and sadistic persona. In this state, he exhibits erratic behaviour, marked by maniacal laughter, heavy panting, animalistic sounds, uncontrollable drooling, and foaming at the mouth. His physical strength increases, enabling him to tear through skin with his teeth and hands, leap across vast chasms with ease, and snap steel bars with a tightened grip. Despite his ferocious transformation, he retains a semblance of rational thought, enabling him to distinguish friend from foe and revert to a more sane state of mind at will.
Hobbies: Reading and playing ero guro manga and video games after a tedious, stressful day, solitary river tracing sessions with no safety equipment, doing traditional Ukrainian folk crafts with friends, exploring ancient cities and old temples, and collecting animal bones
Likes: Letting butterflies and moths land on his hand to briefly admire them before crushing them, effortlessly dispatching enemies as if they were livestock destined for the slaughterhouse, sleeping with his 36-year-old baby blanket that belonged to his mother, making friendship bracelets while smoking his hookah, and jungle wildlife
Dislikes: Hilde Garn, child molestation, witnessing gruesome sacrifices, people dictating his identity and life’s purpose, and being regarded as a deadly human weapon and a man of war for the Ptolemaic Army and Phantom Strike
Favourite food: Holubtsi with roasted bacon strips, jalapeno cheddar cream cheese, iron eggs, and garlic buttered poppy seed bublik
Favourite drink: Kaoliang liquor mixed with kvass
Sexuality: Sex-favourable, demiromantic pansexual
Gender: Male
Age: 15 (in 2022), 21 (in 2028), 23 (in 2030), 25 (in 2032), 27 (in 2034), 34 (in 2041), 36 (in 2043), 37 (in 2044), and 40 (in 2047)
Blood type: B-
Weight: 198 lbs. (89 kg)
Design: He’s a 6’ 4” (193.04 cm) Tajik-Ukrainian mesomorph of Taiwanese, Russian, and Arabic descent with a lean, powerful build, well-defined muscles, chiseled limbs, an upside-down trapezoidal chest, broad shoulders, a subtly rounded midsection, high cheekbones, and a Roman nose. He has medium tan skin, pale azure eyes with flecks of mulberry, and three distinctive black moles: one near the right corner of his lip; a second directly below his Adam's apple; and a third above the centre of his right pectoral muscle. He has a slightly disheveled orangish-brown bowl cut with prominent curls and eye-covering bangs that fall just above the bridge of his nose.
He bears various scars, most of which he obtained in battle. These scars include: a severe grill burn covering the lower right quadrant of his face; a deep, downwards-curving gash that extends from the left corner of his lip to beneath his ear, revealing a portion of his teeth; whip lacerations and cut marks on his back and buttocks; a jagged scar running from the center of his right deltoid to his left lumbar region; a bullet graze mark on the center of the right side of his neck; and three bullet wounds located on his left kidney. In addition to these scars, his left thumb is entirely missing, the skin on his thighs has been flayed, he has a severed tendon (gastrocnemius) in his right lower leg, and a silvery stitch runs along his thoracic spinal segment. He has the name "Kosmas-9" branded sideways on his left upper arm from "K" to "9", which he attempts to conceal with worn gauze.
His military gear for the Regular Army consists of a metal dog tag necklace with his name, purple mountain majesty driving gloves, and two drop leg holsters for Fairbairn-Sykes fighting knives with jonquil straps. He sports a mauveine vest with four pockets, its original P.F. Squad logo on the back having been replaced by the Division 6 insignia. He wears a jonquil belt with a silvery white buckle, a sheath for his combat knife, a gun holster for his handgun, and an Islamic green scabbard engraved with the Orion constellation. He wields Zulfiqar, a saif sword with a dark blue hilt and wootz steel blade featuring a double-pointed tip. The weight of Zulfiqar is evenly distributed across the blade and hilt, allowing for optimal performance and enabling him to make swift, precise cuts. The blade is remarkably sharp, capable of cleaving through bone as well as the strongest vehicle and body armour.
He wears a cornflower-hued T-shirt with ripped sleeves and it features a stylised black silhouette of a running, ghostly horse encircling a sunflower with seven male Mikado pheasant tail feathers extending behind it, resembling rays of light. He wears dark green, greyish-brown, and charcoal camouflage army cargo pants, which are tucked into the same boots worn by Walter and Tyra. The pockets of Dilovar’s vest carry around a pearlescent green lighter, a note pad, a blue pen, and a pack of cherry-flavoured gum. The pockets of his army cargo pants carry around his old, tattered, and overused dirty grey baby blanket, a jadeite adder stone, and a flask of arak.
Over his T-shirt, he dons a Soldier Plate Carrier System (SPCS) with a MultiCam pattern, which carries around his walkie-talkie and ammo for other firearms. He wears three dark brown bandoliers: one over his right shoulder for his handgun bullets, one over his left shoulder for throwing knives, and one above his belt for pineapple grenades. He has a submachine gun with a jonquil clip-on web sling and a bolt-action sniper rifle slung over his right shoulder. Dilovar carries a purple mountain majesty load-bearing backpack that contains camping equipment, tactical explosives, portable ammo boxes, a canteen full of water, 5 bags of weed (cotton candy, sugar cookie, birthday cake, black cherry, and strawberry), a plastic baggie containing a small handful of coals, a roll of perforated aluminum foil, a bottle of kaoliang liquor, a disguise kit, his Ptolemaic Army and Phantom Strike uniform, and a few throwing spears.
It carries a remote-controlled faux Atlas moth that was secretly designed to record conversations of interest. This device is a superior version of the insectothopter, able to overcome light winds due to its heavier size and a gas engine that lasts for 25 minutes. The backpack contains a modified Fire Gun that’s used to release thick, metallic purplish-yellow clouds of nanobots at enemies. He can alter the properties of these nanobots to either take control of enemy actions for 6 minutes through verbal orders and thought processes or cause organ failure by emitting lethal amounts of methamphetamine, ethanol, and cyanide. It also carries a red-violet hookah, featuring a glass gourd-shaped vase adorned with two stylised golden wheat stalks encircling the centre of the body, a silvery bowl and tray, a black hose, and a pearlescent purple mouthpiece.
His military gear for the Ptolemaic Army and Phantom Strike consists of a purplish-black knitted neck gaiter that covers his mouth. He dons an Improved Outer Tactical Vest (IOTV) featuring a caput mortuum, dark purple, and Byzantium camouflage pattern, which carries a walkie-talkie and extra ammunition. He wears a mauveine Obr.69 summer jacket with cuffs, each adorned with a single golden button near the centre, and silvery white epaulettes. It also features a five-button gilt-brass front, breast pockets, collar tabs resembling the Ukrainian flag, and the Phantom Strike logo emblazoned on the back. He wears thistle-hued summer M88 Afghanka trousers tucked into a pair of greyish-brown combat boots, which feature spiked jonquil soles and concealed knives in the heels.
He wears a black-buckled leather belt with four purple mountain majesty pouches—two on the left and two on the right—which hold sticks of dynamite. He wears a shoulder holster for a Fort-12 bequeathed to him by his clone father, along with pouches that hold two 9×18mm Makarov magazines. Even in this uniform, he still has his bandoliers, drop leg holsters, combat knife sheath, Zulfiqar, and other portable items on his person. His load-bearing backpack is replaced with a cornflower-hued one, and he dons a pair of Ukrainian blue tactical gloves.
He wears two personalised friendship bracelets. One features Walter's name in letter beads, paired with alternating olivine, ultramarine, and red-orange beads. The other bears Tyra's name, accompanied by alternating fuchsia, burgundy, and pinkish-orange beads. He wears red-violet boxer briefs and a medium sea green tank top. On his left wrist, he wears a customised Rolex GMT-Master II wristwatch, featuring purple gold accents instead of the traditional Everose gold or yellow gold.
As a reward for successfully completing his mission during the Survival Island Occupation as well as a belated birthday gift from his father, he received a Metal Strider, the same model used by Hilde Garn. However, his Metal Strider features a pearlescent purple finish and a silver-grey chassis.
Character summary: He feels profound shame about adhering to the religious beliefs of Ptolemaios' cult, which he views as perverted and malevolent. Their beliefs promote aggressive militarism, nihilism, and depravity, and he wants to distance himself from them. Owning Zulfiqar further compelled him to turn to Islam, seeking a more positive and morally righteous faith. However, he keeps his Islamic faith hidden from the Ptolemaic Army, fearing they will label him a traitor and ridicule him for abandoning their beliefs. Internally, he struggles with doubts about whether Islam is the right fit for him, torn between conflicting beliefs and values.
He hates the idea of being the perfect heir to the Matviyenko family and Phantom Strike because he doesn't believe he's worthy of leading a family with no other blood relatives and taking on his father's military position when the time comes. He doesn't want to become like his power-hungry father; he only wants to live an autonomous life, unburdened by the weight of his legacy.
He feels profound sympathy and concern for children who were subjected to abuse and exploitation as well as the victims of the Ptolemaic Army's brutality. He’s quick to offer comfort, while also nurturing his strong desire for justice and accountability, ensuring those responsible face consequences. Although he's intellectually brilliant, his curiosity knows no bounds as he's still learning about many things, ranging from appropriate social norms to current political and ecological events. His lacklustre knowledge of the outside world is the result of extreme helicopter parenting and being indoctrinated into the Ptolemaic Army's depraved and oppressive ideology with the influences of a strict military upbringing and limited access to knowledge. He despises being called "Niney" in a teasing or joking manner because he finds it insensitive and it reminds him of his birth name, which he feels is dehumanising.
He's calculating and sly, using his wit to get himself out of tricky situations, manipulate targets into cooperating with him, and predict his opponents' next moves through careful observation of their behaviour. He's prudently watchful, staying on high alert for danger, keeping a close eye out for traitors, and taking deliberate action at the right moment to ensure tasks are completed effectively. He's a lively, fairly open-minded person who attempts to mask his inherent pessimism with excessive optimism and a radiant, gentle smile. He has a quirky sense of humour, ranging from lighthearted and hilarious to dark and bewildering. However, it can sometimes border on uncomfortable weirdness.
Whenever he needs to take a closer look at something, wants to express his curiosity or confusion or is about to give someone a menacing, deadly serious glare, he lifts his bangs to reveal his eyes. This often catches those around him off guard as they're used to his eyes being obscured. During battles, this tactic works surprisingly well, leaving enemies confused about whether they should be scared or amused. He knows he could cut his bangs shorter, but he prefers not to as it would ruin his haircut. He likes the idea of keeping his eyes mostly covered, allowing him to express himself through body language and make his facial expressions more endearing. Additionally, he harbours a secret insecurity about his eyes, believing they look strange and unappealing. He becomes flustered and speechless whenever someone compliments their beauty.
When he's in a goofy and happy mood, he becomes quite flamboyant, cracking jokes, flirting shamelessly, and engaging in playful antics. He loves rock music and super catchy, girly pop songs, often singing along to them at the top of his lungs. When intoxicated, he’s prone to temper tantrums, exhibits overly lascivious behaviour towards anyone who catches his attention, and becomes attention-seeking, extremely clingy, jovial, and boisterous. Despite being incredibly intimidating and capricious, he’s a surprisingly respectful, well-mannered, and affectionate peace negotiator. While he can be compassionate and easy-going, he’s also capable of apathy and has a quick temper, particularly when he feels paranoid. Furthermore, he struggles with uncontrollable aggressive outbursts and flashes of intense arrogance and lust.
He's fiercely independent and often prefers to work alone, but will team up with others when he deems it necessary. He’s extremely obedient and reliable, being able to keep secrets and easily follow instructions without rarely questioning them. Furthermore, he's stubbornly determined and hardworking, tirelessly pursuing his goals and fulfilling his duties. There are rare moments where he’ll rebel, especially when it feels as though things are being taken too far or something might actually put his friends’ lives in danger for no reason. As a thrill-seeker, he’s absolutely drawn to danger, which fills him with exhilaration and a sense of being truly alive. He's a sadist driven by intensely heightened killer instincts and an unrelenting thirst for bloodlust. Additionally, he exhibits occasional voyeuristic tendencies and experiences vivid sexual fantasies that evoke strong arousal and deep-seated confusion.
Despite his unimaginable fearlessness, he has a deep-seated fear of punishment, making mistakes (no matter how minor they are), and abandonment by those he cares about. He's not particularly fond of people asking about his personal life and would firmly tell them not to ask such questions. However, he'll make an exception if he realises the person is trustworthy or if he believes sharing the information won't have significant consequences. He craves emotional and physical intimacy, but struggles to express his true feelings due to a fear of rejection. Although he often comes across as superficial, he rarely intends to be shallow. Instead, he struggles to genuinely express his true emotions and grasp complex, overwhelming feelings like heartbreak. His ultimate desire is to break free from his obligations to the Ptolemaic Army, discover his true purpose and identity in life, and find people who will love and accept him for who he is unconditionally.
He lives with PTSD, prosopagnosia, and bipolar disorder, which manifests in major depressive episodes that significantly impact his daily life and manic episodes that cause him to disconnect from reality. As a result of bipolar disorder, he struggles with overwhelming sadness, a profound loss of pleasure, and intense anxiety stemming from the fear of losing control. He’s a lucid dreamer that experiences sleepwalking episodes, which involves aggressive outbursts and bouts of crying during his sleep.
Despite considering them trusted comrades, he harbours nihilistic, cynical, and indifferent views towards most people in the Regular Army, Rebel Army, Amadeus Syndicate, and Ptolemaic Army as well as humanity as a whole. Whenever he encounters a pair of glowing red eyes, he believes he's being haunted by a restless spirit sent by the Avatar of Evil to carefully monitor his movements. This deeply unsettles him, and he wishes it would leave him alone forever. However, he realises this wish is futile, so he tries to ignore it by pretending it's just a foolish hallucination.
Due to being able to speak Quechua, it aided him in being on excellent terms with the South Pacific P’isqu Runakuna ("bird people" in Quechua) and Brazilian Nina Runakuna ("fire people" in Quechua). He empathises with their struggles of feeling exploited and misunderstood by others, and goes out of his way to assist them. He regards them as family because they welcome him into their community and reciprocate the respect he shows them. He doesn't care about Ptolemaios' deputies because he views them as "blind and moronic dogs" that only serve to please him and satisfy their own darkest desires. However, he secretly admires Anastasia and 1st Lieutenant Wired, viewing them as the most sane and human deputies compared to the others.
He harbours intense disdain for his father, Colonel Hilde Garn, due to the physical, verbal, and sexual abuse he suffers at his hands in private. However, he's afraid to defy him due to the numerous times he has been severely punished for doing so. He simply wishes that his father could treat him with genuine love and not view him merely as a killing machine and an heir to fulfill his role once he's gone. He feels most appreciated and cherished by his father when he praises him for his mission successes and recognizes his capabilities as a great fighter, which encourages him to be his best and try to please him. Strangely enough, this desire to please his father and gain his undivided attention and love has led to him developing a negative Oedipus complex at a young age, which remains unresolved. This fuels his neurosis, filling him with obsessive thoughts about brutally murdering his father and making love to his mangled corpse.
He’s close friends with Walter and Tyra, who were the first people to make him feel human and treat him with love, respect, and acceptance. Around them, he feels comfortable being himself, but if they express discomfort, he respects their boundaries, giving them space or stopping whatever caused the issue because he doesn't want to jeopardise their friendship. He’s fiercely protective of Walter and Tyra, willing to sacrifice his own needs to ensure their safety, happiness, and comfort. With their help and support, he was able to make a couple of friends and acquaintances with people like Gimlet, Allen Jr., and Nathalie. He cherishes every moment spent with those who bring joy and vitality to his life, such as Ralf and Hyakutaro.
Tyra's past abuse at the hands of the Ptolemaic Army evokes deep sorrow and fuels his intense hatred and desire for righteous vengeance against his employers. He’s deeply infatuated with Tyra, drawn to her gentleness towards him, the respectful manner in which she comforts him, and her remarkable bravery and steadfast independence. He’s the most affectionate with Tyra, often showering her with warm hugs and gentle nuzzles, as he feels profoundly safe and unconditionally loved in her presence. He has romantic feelings for Walter, but he's unsure how to express them and fears his emotions won't be reciprocated. He skillfully conceals his romantic interest in both Tyra and Walter, unsure of how to navigate these emotions or determine if his feelings for them are genuinely rooted in romance.
He maintains a neutral stance on morality, recognizing its inherent subjectivity. Nevertheless, he advocates for personal autonomy in determining right and wrong, allowing individuals to draw inspiration from others as needed. He believes that warfare is a futile and destructive tactic employed by political and militant powers to eliminate opposition and impose their national, moral, and personal ideologies. In his opinion, war instills fear in civilians, demonstrating the brutality of violence, expansionism, and capitalist greed. He believes that life and death are inseparable and interdependent, necessary for the universe's continued existence. To him, worldly life serves as a test of a person's moral character, encouraging individuals to accumulate good deeds and avoid evil, lest they face eternal damnation. Furthermore, he thinks that every person's death is predetermined, and upon passing, they embark on a journey into the afterlife, where their soul is ultimately reabsorbed into the universe.
Backstory: Kosmas-9 was born on June 25, 2007 in Kholodnyi Yar, Ukraine. His mother gave birth to him in the guest room of his father’s mansion, which was located in a remote area far from any major Ukrainian cities. His father, Renat Matviyenko, also known by his codename "Hilde Garn”, is a Ukrainian of Russian and Taiwanese descent. A highly respected and feared Colonel in the Regular Army, he possesses unmatched expertise in guerrilla warfare, honed from his experience as a high-ranking mercenary for the Theophylaktos Union. His mother, Farzona Qurbonova, is a Tajik of Arabic descent and a communications specialist and weapons technician for the Regular Army. She secretly works as a masked soldier, serving as a double agent and an expert in ancient technology for Ptolemaios' cult.
He’s the ninth attempt at a perfected clone for Colonel Hilde Garn because the previous ones were deemed failures. Due to visible deformities, high levels of defiance and impulsivity, and severe psychosis, they were terminated and improved upon in subsequent clones with the goal of creating one that more closely resembled its parent. Although Kosmas-9 was born with a couple of physical differences due to his mother’s DNA slightly mixing with Hilde Garn's dominant genetic code, his father considered him a success. He was glad that his plan to model the perfect heir for the Matviyenko family and Phantom Strike was now in motion after eight failed attempts. Farzona would aid in Hilde Garn's plans for Kosmas-9, seeing him as a potential asset for Ptolemaios' ambitions.
As a result of inheriting his father's inhuman genes, he proved to be a remarkably intelligent child, despite lacking certain physical characteristics typical of a Tuatha Dé Danann descendant. At just two months old, he uttered his first words: "tato" and "maty". By the age of 1, he could identify all European countries without referencing a map and accurately pronounce their names. When he turned 4-years-old, he would sneak into his father's private office to read books on war history and a rare volume featuring international gun catalogues. Before his 7th birthday, Dilovar demonstrated a profound understanding of the philosophies surrounding morality and war as well as distinctive perspectives on life and death. At 8, he began seeing a pair of glowing red eyes and believed he was being haunted by an evil spirit, but he kept quiet about it, fearing harsh scolding.
Not wanting to continuously call him Kosmas-9, Farzona gave him the name Dilovar Renatvych Matviyenko in honor of his remarkable bravery and his lineage as the direct biological son of a well-seasoned military officer. She treated him with profound tenderness and consistently love bombed him, making him feel extremely special. She rarely scolded him for the mischievous and disturbing things he did, such as drawing on the walls with crayons and breaking the neck of a wounded wood lark she had brought in to care for. This was because she believed he could do no wrong and sought to shape him into the perfect servant for the Avatar of Evil. At midnight, she would sneak into his room and inappropriately touch him, claiming it was okay and that she was only showing him affection.
Hilde Garn was the exact opposite, preferring to address him by Kosmas-9 because he sought to distance himself from his son until he proved worthy of the name his mother had given him. However, on occasion, he would affectionately refer to him as Divo, particularly on days when his son exhibited good behaviour and successfully completed his assigned tasks. He was cold and distant, reserving praise and physical affection for instances where his son performed flawlessly. Despite this, he took his son's military training seriously, teaching him valuable skills such as hand-to-hand combat, safe handling of dangerous weaponry, survival techniques, and basic first aid. To broaden Dilovar’s experience, he often brought him to classified meetings, providing a glimpse into tactical planning and high-level military briefings. At the age of 5, Hilde Garn taught Dilovar all the Slavic languages, Taiwanese, Chinese, and some Arabic, which he quickly grasped without major difficulties.
When Farzona was away at work, his father would often subject him to physical, verbal, and sexual abuse. He would viciously berate him, using derogatory terms to belittle him and unleashing wrathful, long-winded lectures. These tirades would focus on his perceived inadequacies with his father berating him as a disgrace and pathetic for failing to follow instructions, particularly during training sessions on handling weapons or completing everyday tasks like chopping vegetables or doing laundry. When he became extremely angry with Dilovar, he would throw him into his bedroom, lock the door, pin him to the floor, and either smash his head with alcohol bottles or strangle him to the point of difficulty breathing during the sexual assault, while also verbally degrading him.
On one occasion, Hilde Garn caused his son to suffer a grill burn by pushing his face into the flaming hot grill when he became frustrated with Dilovar's struggles to flip an expensive steak. He also carved Dilovar’s designation name into the skin of his upper arm with his mother’s ceremonial dagger as a constant reminder of his perceived identity and purpose. He would manipulate his son into believing that the abuse was a sign of love and care, attempting to normalise the behavior, but Dilovar intuitively knew it was wrong.
Although he didn't fully trust his mother due to her non-consensual touching, he found the most comfort in her. She was the only parent who showed him affection, even though she never intervened to stop Hilde Garn's abuse. Whenever his father was away, Farzona would praise Dilovar after he successfully completed a task, adorn his hair with flowers, and bake delicious desserts with him. She also sparked his interest in arts and crafts, which led him to try traditional Ukrainian crafts that his mother had taught him. His mother had learned these crafts during her time in Ukraine. Notably, he was able to replicate each craft with very few errors. Farzona taught him about ancient cultures and technologies, the esoteric beliefs of the Ptolemaic Army, magical disciplines that fascinated him, and how to efficiently complete his chores.
His parents heavily restricted him from leaving the Matviyenko mansion, fearing that outside influences would undo their hard work and change him into a completely different person. However, he was permitted to venture outdoors and walk around the courtyard and backyard. The only visitors he regularly encountered at the mansion were Hilde Garn's aide-de-camps, Lieutenant Colonel Macba and 1st Lieutenant Wired. He harboured a strong dislike for Macba, who frequently subjected him to aggressive teasing and snarky comments. In contrast, he found Wired tolerable because he treated him with respect and kindness, despite his stoic and weary demeanour.
His mother would mysteriously disappear from his life, filling him with dread as he didn’t want to be stuck with his father. However, Hilde Garn managed to manipulate him into believing that his mother abandoned him because she never truly loved him. He also told Dilovar that his mother was only manipulating him, so she could use him for nefarious purposes, potentially planning to sacrifice him to a malevolent deity or condemn him to the "slave pens" when he reached early adolescence. This revelation deeply shocked him, who was grieving and struggling to accept her disappearance. He became disdainful towards his mother for taking advantage of him. As a result, he grew more accustomed to his father and learned to somewhat love and appreciate him, grateful that he hadn't abandoned him and was actually taking care of him. His father also became somewhat less abusive and more affectionate, although he remained somewhat aloof and would occasionally distance himself from Dilovar.
Shortly after the Ptolemaic Army's detrimental failure against the Regular Army in the Arms Deal Barrage, Hilde Garn introduced Dilovar to Ptolemaios. Although Ptolemaios was initially distrustful, he came to respect Dilovar as the biological son of Hilde Garn, one of his official deputies, and Farzona, one of his trusted and well-liked masked soldiers. As the son of a masked soldier, the cult lavished him with affection and praise. They believed he was worthy of their attention due to his supposed innate "sacred connection" to the Avatar of Evil, which was a result of his birth to a fertile and dedicated masked soldier. The cult would complete the indoctrination process his mother started during his young child years, fully immersing him into their beliefs and values. To achieve this, they isolated him from his father and potential comrades by taking him on a weekend retreat to a secret compound located on the outskirts of the Soursop Jungle. They taught him Quechua and introduced him to the Nina Runakuna, which would lead to a strong mutual bond with the Brazilian tribe.
Seeing great potential in him, Hilde Garn would be granted permission by Ptolemaios to put him through scientific experiments. These experiments included testing the nanotechnology that the Ptolemaic Army received from the Martians. His memories of these experiments are very hazy because he was often drugged with hallucinogens and anesthesia to distract him from what was happening. He can only recall that they injected nanobots into his spinal cord and the muscles of his thighs, and it was incredibly painful. It felt like his blood was flaring up, his skin was being crudely peeled off, and his muscles were painfully spasming. After the experiments were finished, he was put under rigorous training to hone his mastery over nanotechnology.
During his time in the Ptolemaic Army and Phantom Strike, he was utilised to eliminate traitors, conduct investigations into potential strategic locations and threats, breed new cultists and soldiers, and satisfy the sexual desires of the masked soldiers. His exceptional tactical prowess, strong work ethic, and fierce independence earned him a swift promotion to Captain of the Phantom Strike.
Although he excels at satisfying sexual desires, his fertility levels are surprisingly low, making it difficult for him to successfully produce children. As a result, many cultists have referred to him as having an "unlucky seed", much to the frustration and disgust of his father. Many of the female masked soldiers took a particular liking to him, citing his impressive physique and masculine charm. One of them even gifted him Zulfiqar as a sign of genuine respect and a gesture of admiration. Rumours circulated within the Ptolemaic Army that Zulfiqar was either a divine gift from the Avatar of Evil or the result of an abandoned Martian experiment in swordsmithing, fearing its power could thwart their future conquests. Upon discovering Zulfiqar's origins in the Islamic faith, he converted to Islam, but kept his new faith hidden from the Ptolemaic Army.
After receiving intel from an abyssal masked soldier with a contingent of special forces operatives about the P’isqu Runakuna being located on a South Pacific island belonging to the Peregrine Falcons Squad, Ptolemaios and Hilde Garn decided that Dilovar should serve as a double agent. They hoped to leverage his skills to gather important, classified information about the Regular Army, which they could use once the Ptolemaic Army was prepared to launch its conquest. As Dilovar had no existing files, since Hilde Garn wanted to keep him a classified secret, his father forged his Social Insurance Number and birth certificate, and intentionally included false information. Specifically, his birth year was changed from 2007 to 2010, making him the perfect age to join the Peregrine Falcons Squad's cadet program. His school files were also forged to present himself as a worthy candidate for the Peregrine Falcons Squad. He also opened a bank account in Dilovar's name, depositing substantial sums of money into it each time he successfully completed a mission.
At age 22 (though his forged birth certificate listed him as 18), Dilovar was officially accepted into the Peregrine Falcons Squad after acing the written test with a perfect score. He was quickly assigned to the "misfit batch" due to his violent outbursts and manic highs, which often unsettled those around him. His misanthropic view of his fellow cadets, combined with his inhuman abilities, unnatural tactical expertise, and unyielding independence, made him a poor fit for the traditional cadet groups. He befriended Tyra and Walter, going out of his way to teach them important tactical skills like knife fighting and grenade deployment. As he did, he slowly began to trust his fellow cadets, seeing them as worthy and respectable allies. Through them, his eyes were opened to the corruption and moral ambiguity of the Ptolemaic Army, which proved to be far more flawed than he had initially believed.
Each training course was a walk in the park for him, but he decided to spice things up by teaching himself systema, a popular Russian martial art. Meanwhile, he covertly stole classified documents, accessed restricted data on building Slugs, and pilfered weaponry from the Regular Army. His two drill instructors didn't pay much attention to him because he outperformed the rest of the "misfit batch". However, the female instructor took a particular liking to him, showing him both flirtatious attention and maternal warmth in private. He eventually had a brief sexual affair with her, and in return, she shared valuable intelligence on the geography, flora, and fauna of the South Pacific archipelago, a region that would serve as the final training ground for the P.F. Squad cadets.
Upon arriving at the South Pacific archipelago with his fellow cadets, he plunged headfirst into the jungle. Venturing in alone, he utilised his weaponry and rations, which he had discreetly obtained from a Ptolemaic Army special forces operative before boarding the PA33-21 Boat. During this time, he honed his skills in navigating the jungle, developing a deep understanding of its biodiversity and geography. He was overjoyed to have the chance to work and explore in a jungle setting for the first time rather than just attending military meetings with Ptolemaic Army soldiers or taking solitary walks with high-ranking officials.
While trekking through the jungle to practice his stealth skills and locate food and water sources, he stumbled upon a group of P’isqu Runakuna children being surrounded by Rebel Army extremists and bikers, who intended to use them as hostages. The children's plight reminded him of the Nina Runakuna, and he felt compelled to help. He quickly subdued the Rebels, choosing to knock them unconscious and scare them off with warnings rather than causing them harm. Overjoyed and grateful, the children explained that while chasing a Pacific swallow, they had become lost and inadvertently stumbled upon the "scary armed men". He escorted them back to their village safely, earning the community's gratitude for his bravery and humility. Over the next couple of days, he assisted the villagers with hunting and construction projects while learning about their culture, which led to them seeing him as a friend.
During his time with the P’isqu Runakuna, he discovered that they possessed a mysterious monolith bearing cryptic writing that detailed ancient knowledge about the Avatar of Evil and Sol Dae Rokker. He persuaded them to take him to the monolith, and they agreed. Dilovar sailed with a group of P’isqu Runakuna villagers to a remote area of the South Pacific archipelago, seeking to fulfill his request to visit the enigmatic monolith. However, upon arrival, the villagers were brutally massacred by Rebel Infantrymen, who had established a makeshift hideout in the area. The Rebels, residing in their half-finished "dungeon”, captured Dilovar. Recognising him as the man their superior had mentioned, the Rebel soldiers promptly transported him via helicopter to an abandoned building located beneath a staircase in a ruined area, near the jungle entrance. There, Dilovar discovered that his female drill instructor was secretly a Rebel ally named Sagan.
Sagan forcibly confined him to a cramped cage, and Dilovar offered little resistance, finding the situation oddly amusing and exciting. He was interrogated by her, who sought information about his purpose, army allegiance, and any valuable technology, weaponry or expertise his army possessed. Despite her offers of sexual favors and comfortable treatment, Dilovar remained resolute in his silence. When coercion failed, Sagan resorted to stripping him bare, subjecting him to whipping and cutting, and even amputating his thumb. The ordeal culminated in Dilovar being forced to witness the gruesome executions of a small handful of P.F. Squad cadets. Yet, throughout the torture, he refused to share any confidential information, remaining oblivious to Sagan's true intentions. He would often engage in playful teasing with Sagan, attempt to initiate conversations with suggestive undertones, make threats of death and rape during explosive outbursts of aggression or offer respectful compliments on her appearance.
One night, while Sagan was absent, two Rebel bodyguards were tasked to carefully watch over Dilovar. Seizing an opportunity, he cleverly deceived them into opening his cage, pretending he needed to relieve himself. Unbeknownst to the guards, Dilovar had secretly managed to free his wrists from the ropes. As the bodyguards unlocked the cage, Dilovar swiftly activated his feral persona and launched a ferocious attack, mutilating the guards. He then gathered his belongings and navigated his way back to the P’isqu Runakuna. Once he found their village, he began formulating a plan to launch a counterattack against the Rebel forces.
He, alongside Hyakutaro and Issenmantaro, fought the Shoe tank before the entrance of the Rebel Army's latest base of operations after receiving intel from Rumi that Sagan was around. After destroying the tank and forcing the surviving contingent of Rebel soldiers to surrender, they learned that Sagan was devising an escape plan and used the Shoe tank as a decoy. Although he considered taking drastic action against the pilot, Torquil, to satisfy his bloodlust, Hyakutaro advised against it, stating it wasn't worth their time. He spared Torquil's life after the pilot offered encouraging compliments, showing respect for Dilovar and his team's tactical prowess, and revealed the location of the Cabracan.
Once the Survival Island Occupation was over, he bid farewell to the P’isqu Runakuna and promised to visit them again. Following the incident, Dilovar graduated with top honors alongside Walter and Tyra. He then joined Division 6, having accepted Hyakutaro's invitation, and rose to the rank of 1st Lieutenant. During his visit to the Ptolemaic Army’s compound in Osaka, Japan, he secretly shared the location of the Monoeyes monolith and key information about the P’isqu Runakuna, including their fighting style and beliefs, with Ptolemaios and his deputies. They decided to allow him to continue working as a double agent, seeking to gain insight into the Regular Army and their latest special forces unit, Division 6.
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i'm having Thoughts so. collection of headcanons about the different home planets in pikmin:
Hocotate - Everybody's favourite :] a small planet that's hot and arid all around, and a little bit boring in the flora and fauna department. Notable for brutal summers and so-so winters, an environment really only suited to growing its famous and unfathomably delicious vegetables.
Vegetable cultivation and shipping is its main industry, but it's also a notable manufactuer of sub-par, barely up to code BUT dirt cheap spacegear :]
(extra hc: while pikpik carrots (as well as hocotate onions, garlic and other veggies) can be cultivated on other planets, no matter how closely those other planets can simulate a hocotate climate, the resulting carrots are noticably different and less tasty. Botanists can't figure out why!)
Koppai - kind of an outsider planet in terms of its culture as well as its literal distance from its neighbours. On the outside, it looks very advanced, with sprawling modern cities, but as we know Koppai has been struggling with a food shortage for a while :(
Notable for leading advancements in space technology, as well as inventing the kopad - a model of tablet which quickly became the base for space travel squad tablets built and used all across the galaxy.
(under the cut = some pikmin 4 planets - minor spoilers abound?)
Giya - Home Planet of Shepherd, Russ and Colin, as well as the Rescue Corps HQ. a Big planet, definitely in terms of population and industry, possibly even in terms of literal size.
Its a major hub of space travel facilities and technology, as well as a big hub for planetary immigration! Lots of people from other planets move there, so its got a very diverse population. It also has a large variety of climates as well as flora and fauna (Giya is generally a very "earth-like" planet I think)
Ohri - Home Planet of Dingo and Yonny (though both probably live on Giya most of the time.) A planet famous for its extreme climates both hot and cold, and the abundent and occasionally deadly wildlife in every nook of the planet barring the most developed cities
Ohrians(?) are very passionate about the natural habitats on the planet, and many places have remained protected and undisturbed, but it means that off-planet tourists and Ohri locals alike are just one wrong turn away from danger.
(extra hc: the reigon Yonny grew up in is notable for its poisonous creatures. he discovered his love of medicine while being taught how to make remedies and antidotes by his mother)
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Excerpt from this Smithsonian story:
Several hundred starving, sick or injured brown pelicans have turned up on beaches throughout California over the past few weeks, with wildlife officials still unable to pinpoint the cause of what they are calling a “crisis.”
The California Department of Fish and Wildlife (CDFW), along with the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service (USFWS) and other non-governmental partners, have been working to collect and rehabilitate the birds, many of which are anemic, dehydrated and underweight.
“They’re in really poor physical shape. They’re starving, and they haven’t gotten enough nutrition,” Russ Curtis, a spokesperson for the nonprofit organization International Bird Rescue, which is helping in the rescue efforts, tells KQED’s Annelise Finney.
“When there’s not the fishing stock that they can find, they take chances around fishing piers and fishing boats and places where there are people with fishing tackle,” Curtis says, explaining that some pelicans have been hurt by fishing hooks and lines they encounter near the shore.
As of this week, the Wetlands and Wildlife Care Center (WWCC) in Huntington Beach and Santa Barbara Wildlife Care Network have admitted more than 100 pelicans each, while International Bird Rescue has taken 260 pelicans into its two California facilities—one in Los Angeles County, and one in the San Francisco Bay Area, reports Cheri Carlson of the Ventura County Star.
Other birds have been found dead on beaches. Necropsies have revealed starvation as their cause of death, which has puzzled scientists. Populations of fish that pelican forage, by all accounts, remain abundant off the Pacific coast.
We also know that there’s supposedly plenty of anchovies and their food out there in the ocean, so we don’t really know why they are not able to forage yet,” Debbie McGuire, executive director of the Wetlands and Wildlife Care Center, tells Eugene Garcia of theAssociated Press.
Brown pelicans are known to spend their non-breeding months throughout the entirety of the state’s coastline, and the sick birds have been found in a variety of locations. In northern California, most birds have been rescued around Monterey and Santa Cruz, while those in southern California have been found by officials in a variety of traditional and non-traditional habitats. Two dozen pelicans were found on Newport Beach and dozens more were picked up around Huntington Beach—but sick birds have also been identified in a lake at SoFi stadium, the home of the NFL’s Los Angeles Rams, and at a Malibu fire station, the Guardian’sDani Anguiano reports.In rescue efforts, the first step is to support the birds with warmth. “The great news is the vast majority are recovering if we can get them through those first couple of critical hours of hypothermia,” Elizabeth Wood, the WWCC’s veterinarian and medical director, says in a video posted to Facebook.
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Pretty nature pictures I took for my wildlife unit (with the exception of the swans, Till took it when feeding them at the local park but I think it's so pretty I wanted to show it off again). Combination of me, my dads, Legend, and Till.
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I read 52 books this year. I also met my vague goal of "more nonfiction". I read a truly absurd amount of fanfiction (I sadly did not keep track- yes, most of it was transformers). Here are the top 10 reads of 2024:
1. Meet me by the Fountain: An Inside History of the Mall by Alexandra Lange. While this wasn't the best written book, I keep thinking about it months later. The Mall™️ was and is such a unique city space. Reading about malls got me thinking of the city in ways I've never had before. It also exposed so much pettiness in the architecture design world. I'm planning to read more about cities and urbanism this year.
2. Into Thin Air: A Personal Account of the Mount Everest Disaster by Jon Krakauer. Was recommended to me as simply "a damn good book", and that review holds true. It's a damn good book.
3. I'm Glad My Mom Died by Jannette McCurdy. I missed the iCarly train, but I'll be very interested to see what Jannette McCurdy does in the future. I listened to the audiobook of this.
4. Remote Control by Nnedi Okorafor. Nice novella, and I think I liked it so much due to when in my book year I read it (in between some more boring nonfiction and 2 dropped fantasy books).
5. Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros. This book objectively sucks. But I had so much fun reading it. The thing that makes this book fun is the potential it has to be good (it's not good). Don't read the second book.
6. Unmask Alice by Rick Emerson. Beatrice Sparks is the author behind Go Ask Alice, and this takes a look at who she was as a person (read: a pos). The only gripe I have about this book is the lack of citations (which the author makes a note about in the beginning) but taking this book with a grain of salt (about taking an author's books with a grain of salt), it's a good read.
7. They Promised Me the Gun Wasn't Loaded by James Alan Gardner. I accidentally read the second book first, but I'll be going back for more. (She's from Alberta, and her superhero name and costume is a homage to Wayne Gretzky. You already have me hooked James) This guy doesn't care about the science to superheros. He cares about having fun. I like this version of fun vs Jon Scalzi. Very glad to find another person saying Ontario sucks
8. The Female Man, by Joanna Russ. 70s feminism, with alternate dimensions and five (of maybe the same) women. How are we feminist based on our societies? What does feminism look like? I'm going to have to reread this book in two years and see what I get out of it then.
9. Goldenrod by Maggie Smith. Some of these poems hit me like a sack of bricks. Some of them I cannot relate to, but we're still absolute bangers.
10. Sleeping Giants by Sylvain Neuvel. The thing that saves this book's plot is that it's written interview transcript style. I read the second one, but probably won't read the third. Fun presentation at least!
2025 reading goals:
More comics. I'm probably going to reread MTMTE. And Saga.
Get a dent in the backlog of ebooks Tor used to send out. I have. 25 to read.
Read more about urbanism and cities. I really liked learning about "why this worked in city x and not y" while I read about The Mall™️. I've got one on urban wildlife in my holds already.
If you want the full list of books, it's up on my Goodreads.
#book review#book recommendations#text post#honestly kind of a shit year for books#most of my favorites were nonfiction#the “fun books” i had planned were not as fun as i had hoped
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Headcanons due to being October/Spooky month: which Pikmin characters believe in ghosts?
Olimar: Totally believes in ghosts, and if he ever winds up dying on the job plans to haunt the daylights out of the company president.
Louie: Doesn't believe in ghosts because if they existed, he'd be super haunted from all the wildlife he's hunted and eaten by now.
Alph: Claims to not believe in ghosts but always leaves little trinkets and packages of fruit snacks around for any helper spirits aboard the Drake.
Brittany: Doesn't believe in ghosts, eats the fruit snacks she keeps finding on the Drake because she doesn't know their significance.
Charlie: Doesn't believe in ghosts, necessarily, but IS superstitious. Gets annoyed when he finds out about Brittany eating the fruit snacks.
Shepherd: Doesn't believe in ghosts, is too busy being scared of monsters - I mean what? Captains aren't scared of anything, ahahah...
Collin: Gets too much weird interference on the comms channel late at night to NOT believe in ghosts.
Russ: Believes in ghosts, but also thinks that most modern methods of ghost hunting are fake sensationalist garbage. Is basically Shane from Buzzfeed Unsolved/Ghost Files yelling at ghosts and demons to come and get him.
Dingo: Claims to not believe in ghosts but is always the first one to freak when the lights cut out unexpectedly. Is basically Ryan from Buzzfeed Unsolved/Ghost Files yelling at Russ to shut up before he gets possessed.
Yonny: Believes in supernatural phenomena that people mistake for ghosts, especially after learning about the Glow pikmin. Uses this to tease Dingo and Collin a lot.
Bernard: Believes in ghosts, but in that superstitious sailor type of way. Has good luck charms and little rituals he does to guarantee safe travels and protections before each flight.
Oatchi: Is a dog. Wonders why no one else seems to notice all the see-through people floating around.
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