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copperbora · 1 year ago

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This is my two year old baby boy Keplar, aka the mortal enemy of my marine nano aquarium Purrling Reef.

A few weeks ago I had to put fortifications around the tank because he kept attempting to hunt my Ocellaris clownfish Moby and Purrling's other inhabitants as well.

I love Keplar dearly but he also recently decided that my emergancy airline's airstone did not actually 'need' to actually be in the water. The problem is, Keplar happens to have ferociously sharp claws, which I am very well acquainted with personally thanks to the fact that he loves rearing up against my leg when he is hungry to get my attention as well as recently, hopping up on my shoulder. So, this morning I discovered that he had finally poked enough holes in the airline that not enough air was making it to the airstone in the water anymore.

Why is this important, you ask? Because should the power go out - which it does reasonably frequently here although mercifully usually only for a few hours - the regular injection of air bubbles into the water from the air stone will keep my water oxygenated, therefore keeping Purrling's beloved (and expensive) marine inhabitants alive.

(And what do I mean by expensive? Oh ho - saltwater fish are not your $5 Betta splendens or cheap $2 zebra danio of yore - my baby clownfish cost me $24 - which is cheap for a marine fish. His neighbour yellow watchman goby Clyde cost $40, and I expect my future royal gramma basslet to cost between $80-$100. I'm lucky because the fish that I can get for my little tank are actually relatively inexpensive. It's not uncommon for reef fish to cost $100-$400+ a pop.)

Lieutenant Skitter the blue eyed hermit crab was a fortunate nab: my livestock dealer gave him to me for free because he felt bad that I had driven an hour to see him and he didn't have any of the fish that I wanted in stock.

So, first thing's first: I attempted to repair the airline with black electrical tape which is both waterproof and reasonably Keplar-proof.

Unfortunately, the tube was too far gone, so I had to replace the whole thing. I armoured this in electrical tape too.

Success!

Another thing I did as an anti-Keplar measure is let the back and sides of my tank become absolutely covered in beautiful algae. The algae naturally blocks Keplar from looking in and the fish from looking out so that they only have to deal with my snuggly feline demon from one angle. (I do plan on wrapping these sides with dark construction paper in the future because the algae may disappear once I add corals and the algae no longer has those nutrients to munch on.)

While Moby and Clyde are scared of Keplar, my newest addition yellow-tailed damselfish Jewel doesn't mind him and happily watches him back. In fact, she seems less afraid of Keplar than she is of me! I hope that Moby and Clyde will learn from her brave example. A lot of people despise damselfish because a lot of them can be jerks (fun fact: clownfish are also damselfish,) but marine fish breeder ORA swears that Jewel's species is mellow. So far, ORA is right and Jewel is doing an awesome job of doing what I bought her for - being a 'dither' fish. Dither fish are fish whose confident swimming inspires calm in more nervous ones, like Moby, who I swear was getting depressed before I introduced her. Now he's eating again and swimming more readily around the aquarium!

Hopefully Jewel won't harass the royal gramma (to be named Amphritite) when I get it; I plan on buying a little pen to secure Jewel while I introduce Amphi. I doubt that Jewel will pose any issue with the introduction of Moby's future mate, Cousteau, as Cousteau should flock straight to Moby. Eventually (soon, hopefully,) I will supply Moby and Cousteau with at least a couple of LPS coral from the genus Euphillia - hammers and frogspawns, specifically. Torch corals are nastily aggressive to other corals and need lots of space so I won't be adopting any (they are horrendously expensive anyway.) Hammers and frogspawns also need space but I factored that into the design of my aquascape with a seperate little island for them.

Marine aquarium keeping is a really fun and complex learning curve; there's so much that I am still learning and perfecting! (Like temperature; I thought that I had that figured, but I don't yet. I honestly think that I need a higher wattage heater because the one I have doesn't seem to be maintaining temps well enough. I accidentally left the floor fan beside the aquarium on last night and my water temps plunged from 25°C to 18.3°C. Fortunately my temperature controller's alarm went off and I was able to quickly turn off the fan!)

I'm enjoying this very slow adventure. Every new livestock addition makes my tank so much more interesting and I can't wait to see how Purrling Reef will look a year from now!

#reeftank #aquariumhobby #reefing #saltwater #reef fish #learning curve #fishy therapy

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landhermitcrabowners-blog · 3 years ago

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I want to address a growing trend in our community that is becoming quite concerning.

At the end of each tourist season, we see at least one person who has taken on far more hermit crabs than they can handle because a vendor, shop, or carnival told them they were going to put the crabs in the trash or turn them loose. While that individual’s heart is in the right place, we (as a group) are being taken advantage of and overloading our adoption program.

LHCOS aims to end the wild capture of hermit crabs for the pet trade. Our approach has always been to educate the public so they don’t buy a hermit crab in the first place. Decades of imploring stores to change or improve their practices has proven fruitless, there is a demand and stores want the money from meeting that demand. However, if no one is buying hermit crabs, and they sit in the shop for months, the store will not order more. Stores don’t stock products that don’t sell well and stores don’t restock products that are still on the shelves. These stores see animals as a product just like food or bowls. When they can’t move a product any longer they stop carrying it. It doesn’t happen overnight but it does happen. They don’t care HOW the hermit crab leaves the store, only that it moves off the shelf and now there is room for more.

Boardwalk shops, vendors, and carnivals are now engaging in what I see as destructive and predatory behavior. When they encounter someone who clearly cares about hermit crabs they use that to their advantage. They know you are a kindhearted person and they tell you they are going to put their unsold crabs in the trash or set them free, knowing full well you won’t stand by and let this animal that you so clearly love die. Now they’ve solved their problem this year, you have taken on the burden for them. Next year will they order fewer crabs? Nope. Why would they? You happily took the unwanted crabs off their hands this year and you or someone else will do the same next year. Problem solved―for them anyway. They are using our caring natures against us, causing us to bear the burden of dealing with dozens of hermit crabs. Hermit crabs that were taken from the wild but cannot be returned there. Hermit crabs they will have forgotten all about when next summer arrives and it is time to order more crabs for the season.

If you are told by a seller that they plan to release or dump hermit crabs you should calmly gather some information. Their name, business name, contact information etc. If you can get video footage or audio of them threatening to dispose of the hermit crabs that would be helpful. Don’t engage them or tip them off to your intentions, simply feign interest and collect the information you would need to get back in touch with them.

Now, contact your local Game Warden or Dept of Natural Resources and report this vendor.

Putting live animals in the trash is illegal.

Releasing non native animals is illegal.

Releasing an animal in a habitat in which it can’t survive is illegal in many places.

Encourage them to please go and speak to the person about the fate of these hermit crabs. Your local police department may not want to deal with this but the Dept of Game and Fish or Natural Resources WILL care. A visit from the local authorities or local news will be far more effective than you taking home 40 hermit crabs. Now they will be under scrutiny. Now they may think twice about ordering so many hermit crabs next year if they are forced to ethically deal with dozens of leftovers from this year.

No one person in our community has the ability to rescue large numbers of hermit crabs year after year. Our adoption program is not equipped to process that many crabs, nor will we devote our time and resources to aiding distributors and wholesalers of wild-caught hermit crabs. I cannot tell you what YOU should or should not do, but if you bring home dozens of hermit crabs, please do not do so with the impression that our adoption program will take on the burden of rehoming them all. Our program exists to help hermit crab owners, not wholesalers and distributors.

We must stand fast and be resolute in our convictions and our mission. We must stay focused on the larger mission.

I know it is SO HARD. SO VERY HARD to say no, I will not ‘rescue’ these crabs to help you. I will not feed the cycle of abuse.

LHCOS will not—and logistically cannot—serve as a dumping ground for masses of unwanted seasonal, carnival, or kiosk hermit crabs. That undermines all of our hard work spent educating the public and reducing sales. Why bother reducing sales of hermit crabs if we are just going to swoop in at the final hour and take all the crabs anyway? That just makes us an accessory to abuse and neglect and gives these irresponsible vendors an easy way out.

#hermit crabs #lhcos #adopt

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bmvxgxbond-archive · 4 years ago

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smol rant in tags

#not gonna fuck with my usual tag gormatting bc mobile #but ive been getting nothing but ads for that dog harness thats customizable with whatever words you want #and half the harnesses in the video say some variation of service dog and ohhhhh my god that boils my blood #a harness or vest does not a service dog make and my own dog is my service dog and ive had to work so hard with her #she was extremely dog reactive when we adopted her and shes good now UNLESS another dog is barking and carrying on #she doesnt get aggressive but she does get excited and defensive and that spikes my anxiety and something certainly could break bad #and dont get me fucking started on emotional support animals hoky fuck #the number of times we've seen some awfully bred applehead chihuahua with am esa cape on just losing its mind while being held....#TOO FUCKING MUCH. esa's have a legitimate use but its a shame that there's no education or enforcement on the laws around working animals #and ohhhhhhh the people abusing esa/SD housing rights just to bypass pet fees..... like my with my legit service dog? whenever i move #into my own place im not even going to mention shes my service dog bc oet fees do exist for good reason + i have other pets #granted said other pets are a corn snake and some hermit crabs so theyre not destructive.... but hey #anyway i just hate that ad- and also it says like no kore pulling and choking!! its a regular ass shoulder clip harness with a tiny bit of #padding its not gonna stop a dog from pulling amy more than any other should clip harness god #anyway rant over i just cannot stand ads for shit like that. fuck your fake service dog i will punt it if i need to #... i need to order some sprayshield actually that reminds me. not just gor fake service dogs but for the coyotes around here as we move #into fall and i start my evening walks with pup again

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fbwzoo · 2 years ago

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Hello! I am very new to your blog but I’m really enjoying it so far! I’m interested in seeing how the baby hermit crabs grow up because I’ve never seen them before the crab stage. I was wondering if you have a care guide for keeping/raising hermit crabs or if you have a recommendation of a care guide. I hope in the future to also own hermit crabs and knowing more about them will make me feel better about keeping them! Thank you!

Welcome, I'm glad to have you here! 💜

YAY for doing research beforehand, that's great! If you search on my blog for "hermit crab care", I should have some posts under that about food, shells, recommended stores, and likely some answers that contain some basic care info!

Even better, check out Land Hermit Crab Owner Society on Facebook. They also have a website, or if you like videos, check out Crab Central Station on YouTube. They follow the care guidelines from LHCOS, and are the ones who sent me the zoea I'm raising!

Also for when you do start planning to get some crabs, consider checking LHCOS's adoption program first, or look at getting some captive bred babies (adoption program or Josh's Frogs). Hermit crabs sold in pet stores and beach shops have been horribly abused during capture and transfer, and are rarely kept well at the stores. We're working really hard to encourage people towards ethical alternatives instead of supporting that!

I hope that helps you get started! :)

#hermit crab care #land hermit crabs #asks #fbw rambles #bluespeon

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youcouldmakealife · 3 years ago

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SOTW: Willy, bb Scouts; this’ll start and end in tears (pt 2)

Annnnnnnnnd more baby Scouts. (First part’s here)

Tate installs three small children and a lot of McDonalds in front of his TV. He puts on cartoons, but then Money, offended, says cartoons are for kids, and rather than arguing that Money is a kid right now, which sounds like a losing proposition, Tate turns on the latest Marvel movie and multi-tasks answering text updates from overwhelmed girlfriends/guardians and trying to think of the best sleeping arrangement for the kids.

There’s a little hand suddenly in his. Tate looks down and Trigger’s got his eyes glued to the movie, but he’s also curled his fingers around Tate’s, kind of tentatively, like he’s not sure if he’s allowed or not, if Tate will let him. Shy, Tate thinks is the best word for it. He��s shy.

You cannot adopt your backup goalie, Tate sternly tells himself. Especially since he is usually an adult only a few years younger than you are. An often terrifying adult.

“I’m hungry,” is announced halfway through the movie, then echoed.

How do they eat this much? They’re about a quarter of their usual size but they’re still eating like a bunch of hockey players.

Tate goes and tries to find some kid friendly snacks. He’s limited to fruit and crackers — he tries to avoid snacking per his nutritionist’s advice, and currently he’s regretting that — but they seem content enough with that, go back to the movie. Tate checks out enough, paying more attention to his phone, that when he realizes the movie’s over the little voices have taken a turn to upset, and Money’s already circled in on Trigger.

“You’re taking up too much space,” Money says, which is kind of rich from someone who’s got an entire Scratch between him and Trigger.

“You can share space,” Tate says.

“And you smell,” Money says, which is probably fighting words, as far as kids go.

“You’re kind of a mean kid, huh,” Tate says. It’s weird, because Money’s a fundamentally kind person, at least in adulthood. Sure, he’ll talk shit and chirp with the boys, but his never have barbs attached, and he’d do anything for the guys if asked to, even if him and Scratch do their hermit crab stuff most of the time.

But this kid. This kid’s mean. Tate knows people can change, he was kind of shy as a kid, and no one would use that word to describe him now, and Trigger’s almost a different person, it seems like, but still. Mean kid. It’s surprising.

“Hey!” Scratch says, offended on Joey’s behalf. It’s comforting that Scratch has not changed at all. Food motivated and Money loving.

Money squints up at him.

Tate squints back.

“Scratch wants more crackers,” Money says.

“Does Scratch want more crackers or do you want more crackers?” Tate asks.

“Scratch,” Money maintains.

“Scratch, do you want more crackers—“ Tate says, and Scratch is already nodding, before he adds, “Or would you like some candy instead?”

“Candy!” Scratch says, and Joey scowls at him, then up at Tate, stymied.

Tate should not feel triumphant, out-maneuvering a small child, but Money made Lee cry. And he hasn’t been very nice to him since then either. No more crackers for him. Suck it, Pocket Change.

Tate doesn’t actually have any candy in his apartment. That was an oversight on his part.

Joey looks very, very smug as Tate wearily orders delivery from a convenience store while Scratch plaintively repeats, “But you asked if I wanted candy instead and I said yes,” in the background, even though Tate’s repeatedly told him he’ll order some.

The worst part is that Scratch isn’t throwing a tantrum, or acting entitled, just looking at him with sad soft brown eyes, asking why Tate lied to him. Betrayed by Tate’s utter lack of integrity.

Again, Tate is unsurprised that Scratch got away with everything as a child. He thinks it’d make for a bit of a spoiled brat if he wasn’t such a damn good kid.

“Twenty minutes and candy will be coming right to the door,” Tate tells Scratch, who gives a satisfied nod and very politely thanks him.

Zero surprise he got everything he wanted.

“I want more crackers,” Joey says loudly.

Tate wants to give this child absolutely nothing. Crackers are only for well-behaved kids.

“I’m going to get more crackers,” Joey decides, marching out of the room with purpose, and Tate gives in, because if he loses their money man to injury because he fell off Tate’s counters trying to get crackers, no one will forgive him, including himself.

The candy’s arrived — Scratch ran to the door before Tate could, Tate can’t believe he has to tell him not to answer the door to strange adults — and Scratch has started another movie when Tate and Joey return with more crackers — Tate’s impressed, his TV set-up’s a nightmare — and Joey clambers up beside him, munching away.

“What’s this?” Trigger asks, hopping on the couch after returning from the bathroom. Can Tate just say he’s pleased that the witch decided to give them potty trained kids to deal with, at least. Babies would be a whole other headache. Toddlers and Tate would have been in tears right with them. These kids are at least somewhat self-sufficient.

“You won’t like it,” Money tells him, even though Tate’s almost a hundred percent sure he has no idea what they’re watching either.

Trigger looks over at Tate, then down at his knees, and Tate stares with too much venom at an uncowed Money. Scratch is tugging his arm, presumably telling him to be nice to Trigger, which Tate realizes he often does when they’re all adults, now that he’s thinking about it — but Money doesn’t seem to be interested in listening to him either. If Trigger cries again Tate is not going to be responsible for his actions.

“Would you like to tell me another story?” Tate asks Trigger.

“You want to hear one?” Trigger asks, sounding both shocked and delighted.

“Absolutely,” Tate asks, and is treated to another rambly story that he has extreme difficulty following, this time about Ninja Turtles, while Trigger clings to him. Trigger has nunchuks on the side of his goalie mask, and seemed like a dude who’d be interested in weapons, so Tate thought nothing of it, but he suddenly has suspicions.

“Which is your favorite Ninja Turtle?” Tate asks.

“Michelangelo, duh,” Trigger says, then goes right back to his story. Yup, that’s why the nunchuks are there. Tate guesses adult Trigger still loves Ninja Turtles.

Any other time Tate would be using this as an opportunity for a supplementary nickname and prime chirping for life, but he tucks it fondly away for safekeeping and vows never to use it against adult Trigger.

Story time gets harder to follow, big gaps between parts, and Tate thinks it’s time for bed. ScratchnMoney are cuddled up and drowsing, and Trigger keeps trying and failing not to yawn.

“You sleepy?” Tate asks.

Trigger shakes his head, but his eyes are more closed than open right now.

“Come on, buddy,” Tate says, holding his arms out, and Trigger obediently koalas, letting Tate bring him to his room. Scratch is just as easy, rubbing his eyes and following, but Money argues he isn’t sleepy the entire way, telling Tate he isn’t the boss of him, and that he could stay up until midnight if he wanted and —

He’s lights out once he gets in bed beside Scratch and Trigger, thank fuck.

Tate tucks them in. He considers sleeping in the guest room, remembers it doesn’t have any sheets on it, changes the consideration to whether it’s worth it to make the bed, then sighs and grabs a blanket to go crash on the couch. He’s wiped. He has no idea how parents do it. Though presumably they’re not handed three little kids at once. Parents of triplets: Tate has nothing but respect.

It feels like maybe five minutes later he’s waking up to, “I’m hungry!” shouted right into his face. He guesses that didn’t sort itself out overnight, then.

“Good morning Pocket Change,” Tate mumbles without opening his eyes, and steels himself for a very long day.

#fic snippet #SOTW #tate williams #joey munroe #leslie barton #nick angelopoulos

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oatpubby · 4 years ago

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🐱For Regressors Thinking of Getting a Pet🐶

Because you’re a regressor, or maybe a caregiver looking to get a pet for you and your regressor, you should consider getting a kid friendly pet!! That way if when you’re in your babie space and something were to happen, both you and your pet will remain safe and happy!!

Here is a list of the best pets for kids and families that you should consider :)

DOGS: (key: hypoallergenic = 🌱)

First things first, I highly, HIGHLY suggest adopting a dog :) mixed breeds/mutts are usually some of the gentlest, sweetest doggies around!! But..the second best option is getting a dog from a trusted and safe breeder.

✨Golden retriever

✨Labrador retriever

✨Poodle 🌱

✨Irish setter

✨Shih Tzu 🌱

✨Newfoundland

✨Border Collie

✨Beagle

✨Bull dog

✨Pug

✨Samoyed 🌱

CATS: (Key: Hypoallergenic=🌱)

Like what I mentioned with dogs, pls consider adopting a cat <3 there are plenty of mixed breed kitties that will be a perfect fit for you!!

✨ Abyssinian

✨Birman

✨Burmese

✨Maine Coon

✨Ragdoll (personal fave 🥺 theyre like puppies but CATS!!!)

✨Manx

✨Bengal 🌱

✨ Russian Blue 🌱

✨ Siberian 🌱

✨Sphynx 🌱 (Aka Hairless cats. My friend had one and it was the cutest, sweetest lil baby!!!)

Other Pets I Suggest:

✨Albino Rats/Rats in general. Females are more tame.

✨Fish! Do research on fish that go well together and tank options!

✨ Hamsters

✨Guinea Pigs!

✨ Gerbils

✨Rabbits!

✨Chinchillas

✨ Hedgehogs

✨Tortoises

✨Ants (like getting a cool ant farm!)

✨ Mini Pigs (if you have the space and what it takes!)

✨Hermit Crabs

Remember that no matter which pet you’re considering, they take work, love, and care!! So do lots n lots of research and choose carefully.

#sfw agere #age dreaming #agere cg #cglre caregiver #sfw age regression #sfw cglre #age regression #sfw caregiver #agedre #agere tips #agere community #littlexspace #agedre community #age regression community #toddlercore #sfw petre #age regressor #age regresser #sfw age dreamer

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dreamychick · 4 years ago

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Me and Tai have been Discussing Hogwarts again and were talking about classes. Obviously everyone would have their favorites and ones they'd be good at.

Charms would be my best and Favorite subject. It's mostly practical not theoretical. It's the most useful in everyday wizarding life. You learn a huge assortment of stuff from a knitting spell to a bubblehead charm. Like there are all different kinds of charms out there. And I feel like there's no end to what you can do. If something doesnt exist, you could make new charms and Prof. Flitwick would guide you along the way. He seems like one of the nicest teachers and most patient.

Even though I'd be a Muggle born coming into a world of Magic for the first time and I'd be excited for everything I'd probably hate HOM.Cuz like History of magic is taught by a guy who bored his own self to death. So thats probably a class id sleep through even if the subject matter were interesting. Goblin Rebellion sounds interesting as hell until you hear it being taught in a monotone voice and then you're suddenly being shaken awake and have a pool of drool on your face that you have to hastily wipe off bc it's time for the next class.

Divination is a wooly discipline. You have to have a given gift its not really something that can be taught. If you dont have an aptitude for it you cant hone anything. If you do have a gift for clairvoyance I think the class is a good one to take, it's not useless. Just useless to me. I'm not the sort who would have the sight. So prophecies and future and stuff is beyond me. So divination would be a waste of my time that I could spend doing something else.

Arithmancy is magic math who wants that?

Herbology is plants and I kill plants only these ones may try and kill me back. I think I'd find it interesting, I wouldn't be bored but I wouldn't retain it. It's used alot for potions ingredients. And I'd be fuckin useless at Potions.

Potions is cooking/science/math all in one. Anyone who has ever seen me try and do math or science knows I should not be allowed to create something that could potentially poison someone if done incorrectly. Also. Ive only been allowed to cook breakfast foods my whole life bc my sister runs the kitchen and doesn't let me try things so now I'm to lazy and don't want to. I cook rice in the microwave. It would be a miracle if I could scrape a passing grade for Potions at all.

Astronomy may be a good one. Staying up late. Learning the stars and the constellations. The placings. Charting and mapping. That would be helpful for adventuring, could navigate at night, by knowing where the stars are in relation to each other in terms of directions.

I feel like Id get super frustrated with Transfiguration bc id be over thinking it. To worried about the actual molecular structure of what im trying to transfigure. And stressing out cuz im not good at math and science. So i have no idea how to make it work. And when i do make it work its by dumb luck not bc i actually understand how im doing it. And when i TRY to understand it I just end up stressing out more bc i cant.

DADA I'd be good at. It's a practical class with practical application. Yes it requires some research for things like the creatures/beings you go up against, but once you've fought a Boggart you'll know how to fight it again. The situations may change but you'll know the spell. And it's something that requires action not as much sitting down and studying. My brain is broken. I need the classes I can move with.

Care of Magical Creatures I would love. New animals? Yes. Sign me up. I have 8 cats, 2 dogs and a turtle at home. But over my life we've had rabbits, lizards, hamsters, guinea pigs, fish, rats, birds and hermit crabs. I would love the hell out of new animals. My problem would be, like in the HP game now, I'd adopt these animals on the Reserve, take care of them and then it would be time for me to graduate and my ass would be like, "ok everyone into the magic bag, yup, yup once we get home Ill let you out. But come on, in you get." And Id take all of them.

Any muggle classes Id pass on, cuz I'm muggle born so that's a waste of time.

Ancient runes is a book course. Like. All studying and memorization. Boring. I mean. It could be interesting I guess. But in the way that like studying Heiroglyphics is inyeresting. In that I think its interesting in theory. I think the subject matter is fascinating. Id love to learn more. But you put the book in front of me and my brain shuts off. I'm not gonna be able to focus on this man.

.....It has just come to my attention that in order to obtain my desired job of Curse-breaker I have to take

Arithmancy and Ancient runes.

Well. Fuck me sideways.

I guess that makes sense, seeing as Curse breakers work for the banks most of the time but still. Can I be exempt seeing as how I'm a chosen one from Hogwarts? I've been finding Vaults and breaking curses for 6 years w/o this shit. May I be excused?

What do you mean no exceptions? But I have a recommendation from Bill Weasley! Plus! In a few years Harry Potter wont even Take his N.E.W.Ts but that bitch gets to be an Auror. Wtf.

Oooooh so you die ONE TIME for all of wizardom and you get a pass. Bitches.

Fine. Sign me up for both classes then.

I also MUST get an O on Transfigurations and Potions to get into the NEWT classes and an O or an E on Charms and DADA (The Classes Id probably pass with an O np) Luckily I only need to take the Arithmancy Owl no NEWT required. It doesnt say specifically if a NEWT is required for Ancient Runes. Or if Id need an O or E to get there. But lets hope I dont need it and that I can just take both with the OWLs and get an E. The NEWTS are Probably preferred but not necessary. So if I only just pass my OWL no biggie.

Someone better break out the Monsters and chocolate. And be ready to tutor the fuck out of me the week before exams to cram as much info into my head. Bc Im not retaining shit throughout the year.

#hogwarts #hogwarts classes #hogwarts mystery year 6 #hogwarts mystery #jacobs sibling

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eyeslikefoxglove · 5 years ago

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Episode 21 - The PTSD is strong with this one & we need more braincells

Hello hello! Welcome to the commentary. How’s everyone? I’m frozen solid because it’s mid-June in Spain and yet we had 11°C yesterday. Fucking awesome!

I AM NOT WEARING MASCARA SO I CAN CRY ALL I WANT. I DONT KNOW IF THATS GOOD OR BAD THO.

Can I just take a second to appreciate how much this big strong powerful men emote? I mean, I know this isn’t western media where the tough guy can’t show emotions, and I don’t know that eastern media has the same hangups about men emoting but just... it’s so refreshing.

Huaisang bb you’re so sweet.

Oh, oh the PTSD is strong with this one.

Also, bless both JC and NHS, they absolutely noticed WWX flinch and, in their own ways, went and steamrolled over it so WWX wouldn’t feel scrutinised.

WE INTERRUPT THIS BROADCAST TO INFORM YALL THAT I GOT A KITTEN ON MY LAP. (She’s kneading my boob, which, ow, but...)

*BICHEN GRIIIIIIIP*

How do y’all think the guards go deliver bad news to WRH? Like do they paper-rock-scissor it? Draw straws?

NMJ did you have to?

And once again I wonder what would’ve happened if JFM had let sect leader Yao kick it.

Ughvhfnevus it’s this clown. Same as with Su She, if you see a bunch of screaming it’s just me not wanting to listen to Jin ZiXun.

The Nies: let’s throw a banquet to honour WWX’s return

Every asshole there: *gossips about WWX while in the room with him*

Once again I wish I could transmigrate (and speak mandarin lol) and just start delivering tongue lashings.

Listen, I have no idea how to play Guqin, but I did play the guitar for years and even from here I can see how much YiBo’s hands don’t match the melody. Nothing against him but why does this always happen? I know they got classes, so was the music not written by that time or something? Because one thing is not hitting the correct notes, another is plucking slow notes when the tempo is much faster.

JC: Since yours and LWJ’s unhappy separation...

My dumbass: do you mean breakup? *eyebrow waggle*

You will pry my “JC knows his brother is pinning after LWJ, he probably doesn’t want to know anything else” hc out of my cold dead hands thankyouverymuch.

WWX: *spouts a bunch of misdirection to avoid giving JC a straight answer*

JC: Bull-fucking-shit.

Should I count how many times WWX PTSDs all over the place or would you like me to leave your hearts intact? That’s two so far.

Ok ok, I feel that, if someone with a bit less trauma and a bit of insight (NHS maybe?) had seen the bit where ChenQing fucking hurts Shijie thing would’ve gone differently. I mean, yes, LWJ keeps warning WWX that this shit is gonna fuck him up, but as I said in my previous commentary LWJ also has the communication skills of a hermit crab so that wouldn’t work, and JC would be too wound up and WWX too busy trying to conceal his lack of golden core for that conversation to go anywhere. But if someone who WWX knows is a good egg (I’m not gonna say trusts bc paranoia) had sat him down and told him “your new instrument that you use for your new form of cultivation just hurt the person you love most please be careful when you use it.” I think it would’ve worked wonders towards his health overall.

I know Shijie says it’s like Zidian, but she’s not working with the fact that this thing is made for and by the Dark Side of the Force and I’m sorry but I can’t help but see ChenQing as a bit of a horrocrux almost. Or like, if you like me think the Burial Mounds is an Entity, something that’s a bit more sentient that it lets on.

Speaking of reputations and NHS being a good egg, I have oh-so-many ideas (I won’t say plot bunnies because I can’t write for shit) in which NHS for Reasons (time-travel? Letter from the future? His massive brain?) realises just how much damage WWX is doing to his public image. And he might be a sheltered dandy, but he saw what being the son of a sex worker did to Meng Yao despite how hard he worked (I’m assuming he doesn’t know about the whole betrayal business). This is way fucking worse, like hell is he going to let one of his best friends paint a target on his back. So he pulls back his sleeves, engages his slytherin brain and proceeds to lay down a plan to throughly destroy WWX’s reputation as a powerful genius.

I’m guessing LWJ and JC protest, and maybe WWX, and NHS just hits them with “do you want him respected or alive?” And they shut tf up. He glues himself to WWX, and brings up as many instances in which their behaviour can be compared as he can (we got drunk and punished at cloud recesses, we slept in class, we skipped to go fishing, I don’t carry my sword either). And, because assholes be assholes, people like Sect Leader Yao or Clown Cousin are quick to start spouting their own derogatory bullshit and thus WWX the untamed powerful prodigy dies a fiery death. Now he’s just a mouthy kid with a quick mind that “does tricks instead of battle” (I’ll never get bored of using that Thor quote). I also like to think that people who personally know WWX and are not pieces of shit go give NHS a tongue lashing for messing with what they thought was his friend, NHS takes that as a test of good eggness and bring them into the plan. Soon the whole Cloud Recesses class is swearing up, down, left, right and centre that all the shit WWX has ever successfully pulled is just an insane amount of luck and quick thinking.

I don’t know how would they work him into the battlefield (disguise? Mask?) to unleash his demonic cultivation but that’s Plot and I don’t do that.

Also, because I’m a terrible human being I want to say that people assume LWJ is on “pretty but useless” WWX like white on rice because *insert derogatory comment about being good in bed and sexual favours*. Because y’all know the assholes here are Like That. And WWX is horrified because holy fucking shit he’s gonna drag LWJ’s reputation down, he can’t have people thinking HGJ is ok with having him as a concubine pretty much. But before he can act LWJ politely all but confirms that yeah, he’s tapping that, y’all wish you were but he doesn’t share and none of y’all are good enough for his Wei Ying anyway. CUE FAKE/PRETEND RELATIONSHIP BECAUSE I AM INDEED TRASH FOR THAT TROPE.

Muahahahaha y’all thought I was gonna devolve into my personal hcs and not include my fave trope? Shouldn’t y’all know me better by now?

(Btw I like this bit ^ so I might polish it a little and post it separately as well, just a warning if you find yourself reading an eerily similar post by me)

WuJi is playing and LWJ is pining so much. Also, if LWJ did not just realise that, just like Yu the Great, WWX had no other option but tame resentful energy I’ll eat my blanket.

I refuse to believe Jiang Yanli didn’t become the unofficial war camp therapist/sounding board/only sane person/everyone’s mum/I just need a hug and a corner to cry in peace. There are not enough fics about Shijie being her gentle BAMF self while in the camp and it’s a pity. My crops are dying y’all!

Also, I will fight anyone who scoffs at Shijie being the epitome of the “gentle woman who cooks and waits for the men to come back from war”. Look at her mum, do you think it is easy for a kid (she was a kid in the flashback when WWX ran away) to see that day in and day out, to have that as a “role model” and decide that she was not going to be like her mum? That she didn’t like what she saw in her so she was going to be kind and gentle? And do you think it is easy for a person barely in their twenties to deal with years of verbal and psychological abuse for again, being gentle and kind, and not grow a hard shell of bitterness to protect themselves? And to keep being gentle and kind while at war, with your parents dead and your siblings unraveling before your very eyes? Shijie is so fucking strong and I love her.

Hey look, the White Walkers!

“Resentful energy is just energy” ok, valid. But my dude, you’ve got black ghost smoke coming out of you and can hear people screaming in your head. I’m not saying it is evil, like someone’s uptight set in his ways arrogant uncle; but it sure as shit ain’t healthy.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH (that’s a Clown Cousin scream btw)

Ok ok, just one little thing: IF SOMEONE ELSE CALLS WWX WEI YING AS A SHOW OF DISRESPECT IMMA SCALP THEM.

...are those crows eating that man alive? Yikes on bikes.

(Assume my comment about YiBo’s Guqin playing also goes for Xiao Zhan and his flute. I can’t play the flute but the tempo doesn’t match his fingers)

I’m just gonna say it, I think 3zun (well, 2zun as of now) suspect shit went down badly for WWX, that’s two questions by both of them in a very soft conciliatory tone. They are genuinely interested/worried about the topic, and don’t seem to come off as chiding or judgemental. I mean WWX is a weirdo irreverent kid and they’re sect leaders, they outrank him so much it’s ridiculous. I’m also counting the fact that both their baby brothers like him towards them being so kind. But I also think WWX just triggers all their big brother instincts the second he walks in.

Oh there’s a thought, Shijie, Wen Qing, NMJ and LXC take a look at everyone’s shitty parents and just decide to adopt everyone.

What happened at Yiling was a traumatised teenager (is WWX even 20?) PTSDing all over the place with the Dark Side of the Force whispering in his ear and an all powerful trinket at his disposal. Not saying I approve of all the torture and murder but he clearly isn’t revelling in them.

That is some outstanding bit of big-brothering on LXC’s side and I love it. Also, my dumbass just realised LWJ probably wasn’t quoting WWX when he was being punished (what is white what is black?) I think he was quoting his big brother. Which is magnitudes deep too, but in a different direction and I might love that scene even more.

Ok fuck it, I’m gonna tangent. So I had a terrible boyfriend when I was 15-18. He alienated me from my friends, sunk my self-esteem to the molten core of the earth, tried to convince me my parents were abusive and encouraged (aka threatened manipulated and cajoled) the slow tanking of my high school marks. I have A Problem when I see media where someone latches onto their significant other and everything they are shifts towards that person. Now, love, true genuine love, is powerful, and I believe it can be the catalyst for shifting your world-view for the better. I don’t have a problem with that. I don’t have a problem with people sticking with their romantic partner if it is clear their previous “family” is so much shit. I don’t have a problem with LWJ coming out of his shell and defying corrupt precepts because his love for WWX made them see they were wrong, or getting sassy and unrepentant during his punishment (I have a problem with the punishment bc that’s abuse but...). But I do side-eye WangXian being the only thing in their orbit. People need people, and WangXian have other good people around them. So I kind of love that yes, WWX showed him the system was corrupt, but it is the words of his brother he is sticking by to the defy said system.

Let’s go back to our scheduled slew of held pinning glances shall we?

LXC after That awkward run-in: WangJi I wasn’t gone that long, what the fuck did you two oblivious pining idiots do?

(LXC has “bitching” tea sessions with Shijie and you can’t convince me otherwise)

LWJ: *is being dramatic and not knocking on WWX’s door*

Me: oh my god you fucking idiot

Shijie: *walks in*

Me: oh thank god someone with a braincell.

Ah yes, there we go triggering WWX’s paranoia again. Why would he get a break.

OH MY GOD YOU PAIR OF FUCKING IDIOTS. THATS IT, FUCK THIS SHIT IM OUT.

@ LWJ: bitch wtf was that? I know you’re shit at talking but have you thought about writing it down? Letters anyone? It worked for mr. Darcy.

(Yes LWJ is mr darcy and now I want an au where LWJ writes WWX letters and just pours everything in them, WWX finds them, any everything is sunshine and rainbows)

While this bullshit fight/misunderstanding is all on LWJ’s shoulders, I’m also going to scream at WWX. Because yes, he is in PTSD hell, but he trusted LWJ before, and yet he can’t get past his perceived notion of LWJ’s character (and his own inadequacies) to trust him again and ask for help. Plus, you know, he thinks he doesn’t deserve he’ll bc *waves hand at WWX’s trauma conga line*

These episodes can’t be good for my BP.

Thanks for reading!

#the untamed #cql #mdzs live action #mdzs #foxglove watches cql #foxglove watches the untamed #lan wangji #wei wuxian #wangxian #jiang yanli #jiang cheng #yunmeng trio #yunmeng siblings #commentary

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hvpotheses-a · 5 years ago

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Noire wasn’t exactly a resort person—his idea of the perfect vacation didn’t involve this much sun. Nonetheless, he was open to enjoying his time here. Spotting something in the sand in front of him, he knelt down to pick it up, and when he sensed someone looming over him, he held his hand out, showing them the small hermit crab crawling over his open palm. “They’re kind of interesting to watch, don’t you think?” he asked, looking at the other person through sunglasses that covered nearly half his face. He wasn’t taking them off until sundown. “Should I adopt it for a day, or do you think its friends will come for me?”

#nl;start #( thread | noire )#hi feel free to reply with something short

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papadannie · 5 years ago

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*post this with anxiety*

Little and Broke [Part 1?]

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Preschool is a nightmare.

There's no truer statement than that. Having a place full of toddlers who barely just learned to walk, around more toddlers who barely just learned to walk is a fucking nightmare.

Especially if you have twins.

Such is the case for poor Jung Hoseok.

He knew that he had to start the twins in preschool himself. He didn't have anyone else to rely on with them. He had himself, his mother, and occasionally his sister. When those two were busy, Hoseok was alone with two reminders that the woman he loved is gone.

Don't get him wrong. He loves them. Every fiber in his being is absolutely in love with the way Jimin smiles or the way Tae lights up with Hoseok opens a picture book. Always saying 'Daddy, that's pretty!' or 'Daddy, can I draw like that?' Granted, it's in broken, baby babble and barely understandable. Or the way Jimin tries to follow Hoseok's dancing when he's practicing a new routine for his class. The way he trips over his feet or gets his little chubby legs tangled. He always giggles it off and tries again.

Hoseok loves his kids. But.. It's stressful. All alone.

He feels her presence a lot. Like she has her hand on his shoulder telling him it's okay, that she's here. But when he turns around, that is when reality sets in.

The funeral was something he hadn't prepared himself for. He cried. So much that his suit was stained with tears and his sons were comforting him instead of the other way around. He assumed that they didn't understand. They were only 2 when she passed. Barely walking, definitely not talking. They just knew that daddy was sad, and when daddy is sad, we give him big hugs and kisses just like mommy does.

After a year, he took off his ring. People kept telling him it was time. It was time to look for someone who could help. Someone that could love him again. But he never looked. Still hasn't. But he knows the ring isn't there right now. When he's fidgeting because it's the first day of the boy's preschool. When he's watching them color in front of him waiting for her voice to say 'Well, get them in there! They need to make friends, Hobi~' That comforts him.

"Alright boys, let's go. Don't want to be late." He felt himself brighten up out of habit. He always smiled around the boys. Never really crying or showing he's upset unless he's at his breaking point.

Gathering the twins up is a challenge in itself. Jimin is a mini Hoseok. Bouncing when putting on his shoes, when Hoseok tries to push the sweater over his head. He always puts his head into an arm sleeve because of the bouncing, but giggles and situates himself before putting on that million watt smile that matches his father. Hiding his gorgeous brown eyes. An imperfect perfection from his chubby cheeks. Whenever he laughs, giggles or smiles his eyes disappear into the cheeks. You will always know when Jimin is truly happy if you can't see his eyes.

Taehyung on the other hand is quiet like his mother. Hoseok silently resented Tae when he first started to show he was like her. His shiny brown hair, different from Jimin and Hoseok's black. His wide, brown eyes always curiously looking at things. Like music videos that Hoseok puts on the tv to try and copy the moves from to integrate into his routines. He has a beautiful, boxy smile that resembles his father and his mother. Hoseok with his heart smile and his mother with her gummy smile. Hoseok has never heard him full on laugh like Jimin, just little giggles that make his heart soar.

"Chimmy, where's your bag?" Hoseok grumbled while putting the straps over Tae's shoulders. Tae let him while he played with a sewed on patch on Hoseok's leather jacket. "Chim!"

"Right here daddy!" Jimin ran, well, waddle ran to him.

Hoseok couldn't help the smile that came to his face when Jimin bumped into his side and went into a giggle fit. Tae let out a soft giggle, which just added to Hoseok's warming heart. Maybe this won't be so bad. Seeing them make friends, seeing them laugh and smile with new people. He felt the warmth on his shoulder again, almost tearing up right there on the spot. Maybe he should call his sister. His mom, someone. So he doesn't have to do this alone.

One other person came to his mind.

Jin. He could call Jin.

Jin was married to his late wife's sister. They became friends at his wedding when him and his wife started dating. They got along pretty well, always saying they were lucky to have the two sisters. But after she passed, her sister wasn't far behind with a suicide due to grief. They had their first born, Yoongi, before she broke down and threw herself into a particularly rocky river. An apparently bloody scene. Hoseok was still in his depression at that time.

He didn't even spend much time with his own boys, much less worrying about how Jin was doing. But he was guessing it was just as bad as he was. Wailing his heart out until his voice went hoarse. Crying until dehydration. Not eating for days. Thank god for Hoseok's sister, bringing and physically forcing food down his throat. He was worried about Jin.

Last he knew, Jin had moved from the home that the couple shared. Moving into a more studio-like apartment. He never really talked to him after his wife's funeral. He had Yoongi. A handsome baby boy clinging to his father with tears in his eyes while Jin explained why mommy wasn't there. He remembers the boy's wobbling bottom lip and his small nods of understanding. But his small fist never unclenched the back of his dad's tux jacket.

Unlike Hoseok, Jin was composed and calm in front of everyone. He cried when he gave his last goodbyes, when he touched the coffin while giving it a kiss with Yoongi and then at her parent's house when Yoongi screamed so loud it popped Hoseok's ear drums - making a loud ringing in his ears for what felt like hours. He remembers seeing Jin run so fast to the boy, asking frantically what happened. But when he just said he wanted his mom, Hoseok couldn't even hold his own tears. Jin broke down then, it was the first time Hoseok had seen it.

His face turned red, tears flowing like waterfalls as he tried to comfort his son. Taking him outside into the crisp Autumn air to let himself and Yoongi breathe. He remembers them coming back, Yoongi blissfully asleep against Jin's shoulder and Jin holding him like if he let go, the boy would be gone too. But they parted ways. Two lost souls who lost the two women they cared about most in this life.

"Are we gonna see uncle Joon?" Jimin smiled big when they exited the car, bouncing on the sidewalk while Hoseok helped Tae out of his booster seat.

Namjoon had been Hoseok's roommate in College. A close friend and someone who helped take care of the boys after their mother's death and when Hoseok was in a dark place.

He loved the moon, nature and the ocean. Even once had a hermit crab as a pet in their small apartment. They named him J-Mon, standing for J-Hope which had been Hoseok's stage name and RM which was the handle that Namjoon posted music under.

He and Namjoon grew close, very close before Hoseok met his wife. Like people say, experiment in College. Party, drink and have fun. Namjoon was gay, very gay. He didn't hide it, he had no reason to. He grew up with a family who supported his loved of the ocean, supported him when he went into marine biology but never knew about how Namjoon turned into RM at night during club or party hours.

Hoseok knew, of course. He had found his mixtape under a pile of music that Namjoon had collected over the years. From American pop to J-pop, Namjoon had it all. If you said that the man hated music and wanted nothing to do with it, Hoseok had proof that, that wasn't true at all.

When he found the mixtape, he popped it in to practice to different songs. He had no idea RM had been his roommate until he heard the raspy, deep, breathy voice that told him good morning hours before. Until he listened to RM rap and sing about his life, about how the ocean is blue and sky is purple at night, how depressed he had gotten when someone did something to him.

'What are you listening to?' He remembered Namjoon's surprised face when he heard his own voice coming from their sound system and Hoseok's tears running down his face. It seemed like he had listened to every word RM had rapped. Every syllable, every hardship. Their friendship was slightly strained with Namjoon telling him he interrupted his privacy until one night they sat down and talked.

They talked about Hoseok's hardships with his pansexuality, about Namjoon's when he came out to his parents as gay. About how Hoseok wanted to dance but was forced into this medical school by his parents, how Namjoon wanted to make music but loved the ocean too much to abandon it.

They also kissed that night. Passionately. Neither pulled away, they easily fell into Namjoon's blankets and only came up for air after, what felt like hours. 'You have really soft lips, Hobi..' Hoseok laughed at him then, only pulling him down after they had caught their breaths.

For a few years, him and Namjoon had a sort of friend's with benefits relationship. One without labels. Neither wanted to hurt the other, both didn't want to date until they were out of college and could actually focus on their significant other. Until Namjoon met Jackson, a music major who fell in love with RM.

Hoseok was jealous at first, hating Jackson. The guy was cocky around Namjoon, talking about music and whining about how Namjoon never called or texted him back. It was later revealed that Namjoon had a small crush on the musician, telling Hoseok about it and that he thought he was falling in love with him. Hoseok thought it was going to break his heart when he saw Namjoon holding hands with Jackson, or seeing them at their civil union ceremony. But it didn't.

He did start hating Jackson again after the pair had adopted a cute newborn that Namjoon had decided to name Jungkook and Jackson fled. Leaving a poor, innocent infant in the arms of a fragile and cracking man. Of course, this sent Namjoon into a self-hate spiral. One that no one could get him out of. He didn't let anyone near Jungkook for his first year of life out of fear that he would get attached then they would leave.

Even Hoseok wasn't allowed to see Jungkook, only hear his little noises and giggles over the phone when he called to make sure Namjoon hadn't done anything too drastic.

'Hobi, why did he go? Did he hate Kookie? Did.. Did he fall out of love with me?'

"Maybe, Uncle Joon brings little Kookie here for his preschool too." Hoseok finally answered, fixing Jimin's little jean jacket before turning towards Tae to brush down his bedhead from sleeping in the car.

You see, Yoongi was the oldest of the four at the age of 6. Jimin and Tae behind him by two years at the ages of 4 and Jungkook behind them at the age of 3. Yoongi had moved onto kindergarten while this would be Jimin and Tae's last year in preschool. He hated that it was only 2 years ago, on the dot, that his wife had nagged him to get the boys into school to make friends and socialize.

So much can happen in 2 years.

#bts #bts imagine #bangtan sonyeondan #bts parent!au #jin is yoongi's dad #namjoon is jungkook's dad #hobi is tae's & jimin's dad #good guy!hobi #sad boy!namjoon #emotional rock!jin

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un-beel-ievable · 5 years ago

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Hello! May I get a normal matchup? I’m and INTJ female, Gryffindor, and an Aries. I’m rather stubborn, sassy, and highkey ready to fight anyone who harms my friends. I love anything and everything spooky to the point I’m willing to sneak into any abandoned place at 3am just to get a thrill. Even if I’m highly introverted I love being at the beach or at the forest. I adore tide pools and I love to find all the little sea creatures within them. Like hermit crabs! (1/?) 🦈🌸

My favorite animals are sharks and cats. I can literally talk about them all day. My hobbies include hiking, reading, napping, and collecting items like shark plushes, books, or artwork! I’m currently a college student and I’m majoring in psychology. I want to work with children in the future and I do have a motherly side to me. I do have a tendency to overwork myself too and staying up all night to work on homework, essays, or projects. (2/3) 🦈🌸

Something unique about myself would be: I don’t have a sense of smell. I lost it when I was young. But I still have a sense of taste that can assist me with scent! Almost like a snake. It’s awkward looking for lotions, perfume, or candles since I hold it up to my mouth to smell. I always get weird stares and I leave the store embarrassed :,) So I tend to avoid certain stores involving perfume, lotion, or candles. Thank you and have a lovely day! (3/3) 🦈🌸

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Lucifer☕!!

Aquarium dates!!! - He loves bringing you on dates to the aquarium with a guidebook on aquatic life in hand. Even though there are signs everywhere telling you the name and information of the creature on display, he makes a game out of identifying the different creatures. The other visitors are bemused, watching you and Lucifer laughing as you fight over the guide book that he brought.

He takes you to the beach too, and the two of you try to use the knowledge that you picked up at the aquarium to identify all the little creatures that you find in the tide pools.

He wears jorts to the beach because that’s what Diavolo tells him humans wear. (Don’t tell him I told you, he’ll kill me.)

Adopts a shark for you. You come home from RAD one day to find a new shark plushie sitting on your bed alongside an adoption certificate. Your squeals of excitement are so loud he can hear you from his room, and he can’t suppress the smile that threatens to take over his face.

He has a tendency to overwork himself too, but always makes sure that you don’t follow in his footsteps. He’s happy to write out a timetable for you (like when you should do this part of your project by so you can finish it without having to rush etc.) so that you can finish your assignments without having to work yourself to the bone. If you have no choice but to stay up, however, he makes sure you never run out of tea and snacks etc, and makes sure you take regular breaks~

Lucifer begins to notice a pattern in the stores you tend to avoid. He makes a mental note, and one day you find a bag of perfumes, lotions, candles, etc. for you to test out in the privacy of your room. He certainly doesn’t think what you have to do is anything to be ashamed of, but if you feel more comfortable doing it without having to subject yourself to the stares of other people, you bet your ass he’s going to buy you so many perfumes and lotions that even Asmo’s kinda jealous.

#obey me match ups

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