#the rotting hyena tag | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

orions-choker · 7 months ago

Text

+:★:+* Chapter Two: Hit The Lights +:★:+*

“Okay so, Dracula is a yes, Frankenstein no?” Kirk's eyebrows were raised in intrigue, leaned forward across the table, beer in hand. “Why not?”

Y/N scoffed, leaning forward and grabbing the drink from his hands to take a sip. She may not be of legal age to drink yet but she was confident the waiters in the restaurant wouldn't notice if she stole a few sips. “Well..” she placed the beer back into Kirk's grasp, ignoring the offended look he gave her. “What's hotter, rich guy in a castle who drinks blood and keeps hot ladies around? Or an undead monster made of rotting body parts?”

“What the fuck are you two talking about?” James interjected, leaning over the back of his booth with Lars into their own. His long hair tickled Y/N's shoulders and she swatted him away.

Tilting her head back to look up at her brother, Y/N frowned. “The fuck-ability of classic movie monsters.” She helpfully informed him. She grabbed a slice of her pizza and shoved it in his mouth forcefully. “Now butt out, you won't contribute anything helpful anyways.”

Laughter graced Y/N's ears from across the table, a blush rising to her cheeks. A sense of pride washed over her knowing she could so easily make Kirk happy with her antics. “Fuckin’ weirdos,” James grumbled, turning around to slump back in his seat with the others.

Y/N and Kirk had been banished to their own booth by the rest of the guys. One too many drinks had the two of them howling like hyenas, not letting anyone else get a word in edgewise. “Alright so your into vampires, I'll keep that in mind.” Kirk nodded nonchalantly, taking a bite of their shared pizza.

With a grin and a shake of her head Y/N protested. “Nuh uh, you have to tell me your thoughts on it.” there was a mischievous glint in her eye as she leaned across the table on her elbows.

There was a pause and a thoughtful hum from Kirk. “Y'know come to think of it, I don't want to fuck either of them.” His declaration earned a scandalized gasp from Y/N. “I do, however , want to be Dracula, I like biting things and I think I would make a pretty hot vampire, don't you agree?” He leaned back against the seat, his tongue briefly snaking out to swipe along his teeth. God she loved those teeth.

It felt like her blood was boiling beneath her skin as Y/N stared at him across the table. Her mouth unable to form words as she stared at him, his skin was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, his white button down clinging to his skin, the sleeves rolled up just to his elbows. His hair was starting to get longer now as well, sticking just lightly to his forehead.

She scoffed, rolling her eyes to snap herself out of the trance he had induced on her. “Ugh as if, sorry Kirky you have nothing on my man Bela Lugosi.” She waved her hand dismissively at him. She felt him kick her shin lightly from beneath the table, causing the two of them to erupt into giggles once more.

On the bus the five of them had settled into a comfortable routine. The boys would all get shitfaced drunk through the night, Y/N would sit with them as her form of entertainment until she got tired of the yelling and went to bed. No one would wake until their next show and they would grab food after. It was the closest thing Y/N had to a routine or anything resembling normalcy since she was a kid.

Y/N liked the shows too, standing off to the side with the roadies, getting to watch her brother and best friends live out their dreams each night. What she didn't enjoy, was some of the people that tagged along after.

She was used to the booze, the women brought around, mostly by her own brother and Lars, never Kirk though, never Kirk. The drugs on the other hand, left her with a deep unsettled feeling in her stomach.

It started off with weed, acid occasionally when Cliff felt like it. At some point though the boys started doing bumps, thin powdery white lines off tables, dashboards, people. It happened, she supposed, when you got deep into the scene. The roadies, tech guys, bar owners it seemed everyone was offering them drugs.

Even in her brothers less than sober state, James was insistent she stay far away from it. Pretty hard to do when it completely surrounded her. She hadn't even drank before she joined the boys and now it seemed she had one in her hand all the time.

The five of them boarded the bus again, Y/N complaining with a laugh as she tried to push a drunk Lars off of her, his arm slung around her shoulders as he hollered about something she couldn't bother paying attention to.

Kirk was passing a joint between himself and Cliff, Y/N's eyes lingered on the plumes of smoke passing between Kirk's lips. She jumped, startled, as Lars leaned forward whispering in his ear.

“You fuck him yet or what.”

Y/N gasped, slapping Lars away from her. He laughed heartily, barely shielding himself from her beatings. No one questioned the abuse Y/N inflicted on him, he usually deserved it.

Cliff was the first to catch on to Y/N's crush on Kirk. He was sweet about it at the least, his teasing gentle and brotherly. Lars found out next and it had been consistently the same bullying. She could only hope that her brother and most of all Kirk wouldn't find out.

“Ugh fuck you guys I'm going to bed.” She groaned, her eyes rolling to the side as she pried herself away from Lars. She stumbled to the back still buzzed from the drinks she stole from Kirk in the restaurant.

She heard footsteps behind her as she reached the sliding door to her room. “Hey Y/N,” Kirk's voice caught her off guard. “You don't want to hang out anymore?” He asked his big brown eyes pleading.

Shaking her head with a reassuring smile Y/N explained “Lars is pissing me off, I'm tired anyways.”

Kirk pursed his lips, a contemplative look on his face. He opened his mouth wordlessly before shaking his head. He smiled warmly at her. “Okay, goodnight Y/N.” He sighed, reaching out to ruffle her hair.

She leaned gently into the touch before he walked away. Tingles ran across her skin as she lay down that night. Curling into the scratchy sheets of her bed, gathering her plush animals and pillows within her arms as she imagined laying next to him that night.

When Y/N awoke the next day it was starting to darken outside, she was used to this nocturnal lifestyle now. She stumbled from her room, clutching at the side of her head, her shoulder knocking into the walls.

“Morning Princess,’ James teased her, leaning back from the open fridge, beer in hand. “Sleep well?”

The only response he received was a guttural groan from Y/N. Her hands rummaging around the mostly empty cupboards until she found ibuprofen. She threw herself on the couch between Kirk and Lars, neither of which were truly awake.

Her head fell to the side resting on top of Kirk's shoulder. Her eyes glazed over mindlessly watching the cartoons playing on the Tv. In return his head fell on hers, his arm slinging around her shoulders. “What time's the show tonight?” She finally mumbled, voice thick with sleep.

James handed a beer to each of the guys, purposely passing over Y/N's waiting hand. She glared at him. “Its at 6, you got two hours kiddo, hit the shower before we do.” He sandwiched himself between her and Lars.

Y/N tilted her head back releasing another distressed groan. She shrugged Kirks arm off her and stood up. Despite her protests as she shuffled to the small shared bathroom, she sighed in relief as the warm water hit her skin. It soothed the pain the hangover caused her.

The room filled with the warm cinnamon scents of her body wash and hair products. She took extra time to blow dry her hair and do up her makeup in the lighting of the bathroom. She emerged to the protests of the boys as they scrambled to take quick showers before the show.

Kirk was the first to join her outside, leaning against the side of their bus, hair still dripping as he lit a cigarette. Y/N frowned leaning over and plucking it from his lips. “Ive told you how unhealthy that is.” She complained.

He pried it back from her with a sheepish smile. “I know, I know sorry, pre show jitters.” He sighed, flicking his ash on the pavement. Y/N smiled fondly at him. Despite being three months into the tour she could still feel the nervousness radiating off him.

The two fell into a comfortable silence watching the sky go from a dark dusty blue to almost pitch black. “Hey Y/N, I've been meaning to ask you-” Kirk's sentence was cut short by the rowdy hollering of the rest of the band leaving the bus. A frown tugged at his face. “Nevermind, later.” He sighed.

Y/N smiled at him confused, nodding her head slowly. She followed everyone to the back door of the venue, settling down on an empty equipment case as the boys did soundcheck. Her head nodding along to the heavy rhythm they put down.

“Hey Y/N!” A deep voice called out from behind her. Her head snapped around to be greeted by one of their tech guys. Fuck she couldn't remember his name.

“Heeeey….Mike!” That was it she was pretty sure. By the way his face lit up she assumed she was right. “What's up?” She asked as he sat down across from her.

Y/N's eyes darted from the man in front of her back to the stage, Kirk's picking seemed more aggressive, his eyes locked on to her own. She looked back to the man as he finished off the sentence she hadn't been paying attention to. She couldn't help but wonder what was pissing Kirk off so much.

“So what do you say? Dinner with me tonight after the show?”

“What?” Y/N spluttered out, her eyes snapping to attention, eyebrows raised hidden by her teased bangs. The gears in her brain shifted as she comprehended what he had just asked her. With a fake smile plastered on her face she apologized. “Sorry, after show tradition for me to grab pizza with the guys, thanks for the offer though.”

The mans face fell, shoulders slumping lightly. “Yeah of course, maybe another time.” He sighed, standing up from his seat. He shuffled away without another word.

Y/N's shoulders shivered, she frowned, shaking her head as if she could rid herself of the uncomfortable question. She turned back to the stage just in time to catch the end of their soundcheck. Kirk all but ran up to her, concern on his face.

“You good Y/N?” He asked, his frown matching her own as he pulled his guitar up and over his head. “Was that guy bothering you?” Y/N could sense his hackles were raised.

Quickly she shook her head. “No no I'm fine!” She assured him. She reached beside her to hand him a water bottle. “He was asking me out to dinner after the show.” She explained to him.

“What did you say?”

Y/N was taken aback by the sudden sharpness in Kirk's voice. She punched his shoulder playfully in an attempt to lighten the mood. “Fuck no dude, there's greasy pizza calling our name after the show I wouldn't ditch you guys.” She grinned at his visible relief.

With a sigh he threw a sweaty arm over her shoulder. She faked a gag as she felt his damp skin against her bare shoulders, but she didn't push him off. “Good otherwise I was gonna have your fucking head dude.” He laughed lightly. All the tension that had been radiating off him had dissipated. “Tech guys are dicks anyways, don't date em’”

Y/N's eyes rolled to the side, a sunset pink dusting her cheeks. “Whatever Kirk don't you have a show to do in like, twenty minutes?” She sighed.

Suddenly his weight was lifted off of her. His hand came to rest at the top of her head. “Yeah, I do.” He paused, “Keep your eyes on me tonight Y/N, I have a feeling tonight's gonna be a good show.”

#metallica #metallica fanfiction #metallica/reader #jason newsted #jason newsted x reader #kirk hammett #kirk hammett x reader #jason newsted/reader #kirk hammett/reader #kirk hammett x jason newsted #kirk hammett/jason newsted

20 notes · View notes

plaguephile · 4 months ago

Text

"ɢʀᴜɴɢᴇ ��S ᴀ ʜɪᴘᴘɪᴇᴅ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ ᴠᴇʀSɪᴏɴ ᴏF ᴘᴜɴᴋ."

… ambrose/scourge/sal ™ ┆he / it / rot / bro + non human / masculine terms please ┆ taken by my lovely bf irl <3

🦴 ★ demirose queer transmasc genderqueer

⸝ ★ . 5teen , 💬 ( sfw int only ) . ࣪ ˖

︵ AuDHD / ASPD / NPD / P-DID / fluxating paranoria / GAD 𖦹︎ !

(bolded means diagnosed, crossed out means suspected, and normal just means not an actual disorder just smth i felt like addng on lol)

' 🐾 . otherkin: golden retriever, german shepard, siberian husky, doberman, alien, shapeshifter, and cryptid

⟢ 🛰 ﹒ copinglink: sal fisher (sally face), sydney novak (i am not okay with this)

★ 🎱 . fictionkin: scourge (warrior cats), peridot (steven universe)

■ , 🦴 ! otherhearted: little brown bat, spotted hyena, white tail deer

─────────── 𐂯 ───────────

⚠︎ DNI: ⌞ pro-shipper, nsfw blog, anti-xenogender/neopronoun, TERF, radqueer, endo system/supporter (or any non traumagenic system/supporter), radfem, exclusionist, political blog, lgbtq discourse, zionist, wilbur soot/callmecarson/melanie martinez/supporter of any other outted abuser, believe in any form of cluster b personality disorder "abuse" ⌝

⚠︎ THIN ICE: ⌞ transid/x user (just dni if ur the harmful ones like transabled/race/age/etc), contradictory labels (good faith or not)/"gaybian"/"lesboy"/"bi-lesbian"/etc, religious blog, k-pop stan, DSMP fam, older than 18 ⌝

⚠︎ BYI: ⌞ i tend 2 come off as selfish / cold-hearted at times, i am also unempathetic and generally dont really put myself in other ppl's shoes when i cant relare 2 their experiences. i am a paranoid person and i experience hallucinations sometimes and i may post abt them if i feel like i have 2 do so. i use slurs that i reclaim ( faggot, tranny, retard, etc, etc ), i like some problematic medias ( like south park, i guess ). i can also come off as "dry" or "uniterested" but thats only bcz i just met u and i am getting to know u better ⌝

⚠︎ PII: ⌞ desirdae user, alterhuman/nonhuman, at leaat 13 to 17 years old, neurodivergent, smiling friends enjoyer, juggalo, LGBTQ+ or LGBTQ+ ally, or just like the same interests as i do ⌝

tagging system

# ☆ — the doberman growls : rants n talks

# ☆ — clawing at my cage : vents

# ☆ — bad dog! get back here with that post : reblogs, lol

# ☆ — the doberman is on the hunt : reblogged identities that i identify with

# ☆ — doggy drawings

"ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ɪɴ Sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ’S Sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ"

( credits to my fav gal on the interweb 4 inspo the 4 this introduction :3 )

─────────── 𐂯 ───────────

guess what? i make userboxes for alterhumans! check out my inbox check to see if my requests are open and what is currently in drafts, being made, or in the queue!

12 notes · View notes

lonely-darksun · 1 year ago

Text

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:

✦ Hey there. call me alexx (damian, alistar, felix, az/azrael, and darksun all also work)

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

heres a little get to know me:

☾ pronouns: he/they/fae/it (most basic pronouns)

☾ most preffered neopronouns: void/rot/sin/that/fall/hollow/hallow/ abyss/abyssal

☾ gender: trans masc, neoboy, xenogender

☾ sexuality: i'm bi/uranic, diamoric, ambiamorous, and ace/aro but technically i'm cupio/quoi

☾ kin types: black Alexander archipelago wolf, spotted hyena, crow, raven, vampire, fae, demon, void, night, moon, space, storm (specifically lightning/thunder and rain), dragon, angel/divine/god???, and possibly some kind of nature kin, nightmare kin, and even something that's boney and dirty but in a eldritch way.

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

fun facts about me:

☾ im a pagan witch (specifically Im a Norse/Hellenic polytheist mainly, and a ecclectic witch), im alternative mostly emo leaning, my favorite animal is wolves, I use tone tags sometimes, and im in love with rainy/cold weather.

☾ hobbies include: dancing, writing (both prose and poetry), singing, acting, drawing, reading, and being chronically online.

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

☾ Warning: i am an extremely chaotic person and some things that may be posted could be...intreseting.

☾ Also, I probably have autism and or ADHD, so that too.

⋆☀︎. Link to my pronouns page:

⋆☀︎. Link to my Wattpad:

Link to my Pronouns.cc:

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:

☾ DNI: Basic criteria, homophobic, transphobic, racist, antisemitic, ableist, z00philes, against therians, anti- neo-pronoun users, anti- xeno-gender users, radqueers, proship, etc. etc.(General DNI applies) (edited it because I realized that it may be unclear lmao)

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:

☾ Tags!

darksuns reblogs- self explainitory. things I'm rebloging

darksuns sins- poetry/writing things

darksuns stars- alterhuman/otherkin/nonhuman/therian

darksuns sparks- is something a post I made that's not about the above

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:

#introduction #hi everyone #the pintrest girlies say hi #intro #intro post

20 notes · View notes

polytherian · 2 years ago

Text

SNAPPING WOLVES: "Canis spinosa."

a small, aggressive subspecies of the Threatening Wolf.

tagging @scarsmood for inspiring this journey and @ferny-fang because he seemed interested. :3

general build: snapping wolves are, as mentioned, a lot smaller than their threatening wolf ancestors. their average shoulder height is around 3-4ft while their body length is around 4-5ft from nose to tail. they tend to be built slimmer as well, with less muscle, longer + slender legs, sleek fur, with a longer muzzle. built for agility, terrain navigation, and speed.

colorings + markings: they tend to be dully-colored; muddy browns, rusty oranges, and smokey black are some examples. they usually have solid coloration, however markings aren't rare- said markings bear resemblance to a striped hyena or on the back flank similar to a tasmanian tiger. spotted markings are fairly uncommon.

spikes + other factors: they trend towards short, sleek fur, occasionally with a single "mane" of longer fur running down the length of the body. they have both longer and more back spines than threatening wolves, usually laying flat within the "longer fur mane." these spines can be raised and flattened at will- usually used as a threat display. their tail is whip-thin and often used as a distraction in combat. they are able to open their jaws extremely wide, similar to the tasmanian tiger. uniquely, they have two pairs of large ears, similar to bat ears, that can move/swivel independently. three-toed paws (not shown in image) with retractable claws.

fun facts!: their saliva acts as an skin irritant. depending on the bite, it can cause anything from a mild rash to long-lasting burn scars. (however, they can't breath fire like their ancestors.)

. . .

feeding: omnivorous scavengers. lone snappers will scavenge dead animals, rotting fruits, etc. snappers in a pack may endurance-hunt larger animals; grouping up and surrounding their prey until it exhausts itself. however, this endurance-hunting phenomenon isn't seen often; theorized to be a sort of "celebration ritual."

habitat: they live around the foothills of large mountains, most often around forestry. while they do mantain a territory, it is not nearly as "strict" as many other territorial animals. packs will often let other packs stroll through their territories, as long as said pack keeps a distance from their home "den."

pack behavior: packs can be any size under ten. they trend towards 5-7. they are usually built up of "siblings;" that is, snappers that have known each-other since puphood, even if the snappers in question are not blood-related. packs don't have a definite leader- it's less a hierarchy and more a group, kept together for both safety, social bonds, protection, etc.

other fun facts: their vocalization's are described as "very strange;" a series of hyena-like laughs to communicate with packmates, cat-like hissing, clicking, and chirping, as well as guttural moans and growls when threatened. speaking of; snappers are actually more cowardly than they seem- while they may flair up their fur and spines under duress, they are hesitant to actually attack humans.

. . .

to be elaborated on in a later post: reproduction + courtship, more pack dynamics (as well as how lone snappers behave,) more visuals and niche facts, etc. feel free to ask me questions about this species! please.

#🐾.txt #snapping wolves #ockin #original species #original species kin #caninekin #canine therian #sorry for the messy art btw i cant draw for shit

29 notes · View notes

boghermit · 1 year ago

Text

15 OC Associations

No one tagged me in this, but I saw @ineed-to-sleep doing it and thought I would give it a whirl for my current favorite OC

SALEM [UNKNOWNSURNAME]

ANIMAL(S): Vulture, hyena, reindeer

COLOR(S): black, green, red

MONTH: Uktar / The Rotting

SONG: Why give you just one when I can give you Way Too Damn Many? But if I really have to pick on on the spot, The Poet and the Pendulum by Nightwish

NUMBER: 7

DAY OR NIGHT: night

PLANT(S): netherstalk, henbane, amaranth, psilocybin mushrooms

SMELL(S): petrichor, burning logs, freshly turned earth, rust

GEMSTONE: ruby

SEASON: late autumn

PLACE(S): a noxious bog, a gray tundra, a vibrant swamp, a hidden temple to the old gods

FOOD(S): roasted dwarf venison, salmon stew, mushrooms, smoked meat

SIGN: Scorpio? Maybe Capricorn

ELEMENT: earth

DRINK(S): dark beer (think Irish stout), black tea

I tag anyone who sees this and wants to fill one out! Tag me in it so I can see :3c

#salem

10 notes · View notes

snuffbarks · 2 months ago

Text

AUTOPSY . . . . . HE / IT . . . PREV @rotsnuff

QUEER : transmasc . agender . aroallo . mlm . objectum . paraphile (necro + objectophile + necrozoo + zoosadist + general sadist ) . ((anti - c for the necro/zoo stuff ))

NEURODIVERGENT : lv 2 autism . schizoaff . did sys . adhd . conduct disorder . szpd

PHYSICALLY NONHUMAN : wolfdog . otter . wolverine . hyena . belgian malinois . fox

MUSIC : femtanyl . modern baseball . mindless self indulgence . the front bottoms . whokilledxix . 100 gecs . mailpup . scene queen . rob zombie

INTERESTS : unfortunate events . internet drama . doom . creepypasta . stray . cult of the lamb . malevolent podcast . ultrakill . zoology . gore . rot

SELFSHIPPER : SCP-079 (scp foundation)

OTHER : i am not the bigger person . zombie . did sys persecutor + symptom holder . jeff the killer fictive . if you dont wanna see gore & dead animals block tags "#carcass ." and "#gore collection ."

DNI : trump supporters . 18+ blogs . i don't care about discourse n u cant make me .

BACKUP BLOG : @biopsytrauma

#sorry needed to remake pinned cause the old one got bugged #bark .

4 notes · View notes

sovereign-spaw · 1 year ago

Text

Thank you!!! @dekarios for the tag!!

Animals

Fafern Tiliqua rugosas, swans, gray wolves, albatrosses, deer, coyotes, butterflies, maggots

Odret Penguins, pigeons, turtles, tardigrades, spiders, moths, roaches, bloodhound

Duchess Nightingales, boars, lions, hyenas, killer whales, narwhals, squids

Colors

Fafern Blue, white, gold

Odret Black, purple, red

Duchess Blue, gold, red

Month

Fafern December, March

Odret August, May

Duchess July, January

Songs

Fafern Ghost in the rain, rises the moon, I think I love you, the horror and the wild, heart of stone, heart of steel, I am the winter, gales of song, blind and frozen, safe ship harbored, where is your rider, family jewels

Odret Ocean deep, beneath the brine, lend me your voice, buckled knees, nothing good, fragile things, dirty paws, the fire, pale white horse, this will end, le seine and I, never love an anchor

Duchess Farewell to the crown, tarviin vielä yhden yön aikaa, if I were, hello my old heart, thus always to tyrants, the call, the garden, tongues and teeth, feed me with your heart, everything at once, ship in a bottle, syntisten pöytä

Number

Fafern 43358

Odret 13433

Duchess 13324

Plants

Fafern Spruce, showy stonecrop, dahlia, blackberry

Odret Birch, heliotrope, daffodil, cranberries

Duchess Oak, nettle, dandelion, holly berry

Scents

Fafern Dirt, moss, clay

Odret Hyacinths, burned sugar, hint of sweetness

Duchess Smoke, copper, sulfur

Gemstone

Fafern Cerussite, sapphire, garnet

Odret Amethyst, kunzite, moonstone

Duchess Onyx, sunstone, moissanite

Time of day

Fafern The blue hour

Odret Dusk

Duchess Sunrise

Season

Fafern Fall

Odret Winter

Duchess Spring

Places

Fafern Caves, the small crevices between rocks, somewhere dark and cold, somewhere impenetrable, somewhere safe

Odret Somewhere lonesome yet not abandoned, warm and safe yet not home, somewhere he could feel her again, someplace where he could keep them safe

Duchess Beneath the open sky, boundless field filled with harebells, someplace that only she could find, with a path only he could follow

Food

Fafern Meat the slightly tastes of rot, served with tangy mushrooms and salt of her tears

Odret The same thing she tastes, but he craves for a berry pie made with fresh ingredients

Duchess Something quick to make and light as to make sure she can easily run, should the need arise

Drinks

Fafern Water that drips down the stalactites, better this than the poison that runs through the river

Odret He needs nothing, knowing that she has fresh water

Duchess Rich wine, it tastes awful, but satisfaction come from quenched thirst, it comes from knowing she’s taking something away from him

Element

Fafern Zirconium

Odret Hafnium

Duchess Carbon

Seasonings

Fafern Rosemary, ginger, dill

Odret Poppy seeds, cinnamon, nutmeg

Duchess Saffron, cayenne pepper, turmeric

Sky

Fafern A freezing, cloudless winter night, maybe there will be northern lights

Odret When both the sun and the moon are visible, with a few clouds in the sky

Duchess Dark, looming clouds rushing with the wind, it’ll rain soon

Weather

Fafern A winter day, but the weather is starting to warm up

Odret Cold spring day, few weeks after the last snow had melted

Duchess Stormy day when the wind blows and lightning strikes the ground

Magical powers

Fafern Ice so cold it’ll freeze any in an instant, and a gale so frigid none dare to harm those it chooses to shield

Odret A shadow that shrouds and hides all from prying eyes, let no one see the danger that approaches, or the help that is coming

Duchess A song so irresistible all will join hand in hand to dance to its tune till their shoes shred and they fall to the ground from exhaustion

Weapons

Fafern The very water that travels through everyone

Odret Shadows, and the scythe of a hooked horror

Duchess The lyre she plays can bring as much pain as it brings joy

Candy/Sweets

Fafern Black and red licorice, candied cherries

Odret Rock candy, sweethearts

Duchess Dark chocolate, sour lollipops

Method of long distance travel

Fafern Creating an ice horse and using that as a steed

Odret Walking

Duchess Charming someone into carrying her

Art style

Fafern Finger painted, reminiscent of cave art

Odret Rough, sharp lines, as if chiseled into stone

Duchess Flowing and free, as if drawn to the tune of a pleasant song

Fears

Fafern Being abandoned, being misunderstood. Afraid of not seeing him again, afraid of the day when it’ll be too late, yet too scared to go back and face the consequences of her own actions, fears they forgets once he’s endangered

Odret That he won’t see her again, of time running out, her reaction, the sun, dying again, wasting the chance he's been given

Duchess Of not being enough, being weak, his victory, failing, the contracts

Mythological creature

Fafern Tuonelan joutsen

Odret Iku-Tihku

Duchess Vörðr

Piece of stationery

Fafern Pinned bugs, magnets

Odret Chisels, ice picks

Duchess Notebooks, matches

Three emojis

Fafern ❄️🔥🕧

Odret 🩻🧊🔥

Duchess 🎶👁️😶

Celestial body

Fafern Wandering planet

Odret A comet

Duchess Pulsar planet

#fafern #odret #duchess #someone get fafern fresh food they've been in the Underdark for too long

1 note · View note

pansyfilia · 2 months ago

Text

i dunno if this is revolutionary but i was tjinking about rosekiller in the sense of like symbolism. so my crazy ass made a list

roses, for obvious reasons (mainly red, white, black)

animals (which ones depends on who you ask but its generally raccoons/hyenas/dogs and snakes/bunnies)

the cannibalism thing™️ (absolute love, adoration, you know the 'i love you so much i would get over my fear/hate of actual bodies and eat you' of evan- theres that whole thing about the 'turned his dad into a fucking dog bone' and also the death eaters are fucked up)

murder as a metaphor for sex, sex as a metaphor for murder, whichever way floats your boat (the whole point is that they never mean the same thing. they very much can actually understand each other but they do the same things and isnt that enough for love?)

drugs, smoking, drinking (see cannibalism but also like, i cant bring myself to get over my fear/hate of actual bodies and so instead i will numb/heighten my senses to love you the way you want me to)

wealth. theyre both rich, old money, sacred 28 type shit. of course they can afford cars in their dozens and bottles of wasted booze and gold jewellery and silver spoons

family, parents, heirs, ancestors (theyre rich, of course they have impossibly high social standards and are either abused or neglected)

this is an ongoing list and i WILL refer to it for oneshots in any possible way or form

#the rotting hyena tag #the pantheon #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #rosekiller #for my darling mutuals... i love you you rabid animals <3

13 notes · View notes

ao3feed-bakusquad · 3 years ago

Text

Light Up

light up by KBstories

"From the instant they become friends with Bakugou Katsuki, their one and only Blasty, the self-proclaimed Bakusquad are on a mission to make him smile.

Not an arrogant sneer. Not the smirk he carries into battle alongside his explosions, feral with bloodlust. Not even that hyena-like cackling that bursts out of him when someone on his worryingly long shitlist gets their ass handed to them.

An actual, genuine smile."

The Bakusquad discovers friendship with Bakugou Katsuki, smile after smile after smile.

Words: 6654, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 9 of one-shots from elsewhere

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Ashido Mina, Jirou Kyouka, Kirishima Eijirou

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina & Bakugou Katsuki & Jirou Kyouka & Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou & Sero Hanta

Additional Tags: Domestic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Bakusquad Shenanigans, Supportive Bakusquad, Soft Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki-centric, Bakugou Katsuki is a Good Friend, the bakusquad is soft for baku's smile, that's it that's the fic

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35312260

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Kiribaku #♥#Kiribaku #💥#💎#⚣#R:G #A:KBstories #Bakusquad #Fluff

27 notes · View notes

thatweeboverthereisthirsty · 4 years ago

Text

Perfume: Leona x Reader

I came up with this a little while ago and finally had the time to jot it down. I hope you enjoy!

Prompt: You wear perfume to make leona cuddle you

Tags: fluff, more fluff, tooth rotting fluff, come for the fluff stay for the fluff, ruggie cameo, ngl i based the perfume on this $80 bottle of perfume my mom bought me for my birthday but I hate it, don’t worry I’ll just give it to her, but it’s seriously nasty so

Leona Kingscholar growled as you sat beside him. An unnatural and sweet smell drifting up to his nose. Perfume! He hated the damn stuff. It smelled fake and covered up your natural scent which was already pleasant by itself. You looked at him confused as he shifted over to escape the sickly sweet scent of chemically mimicked flowers. A frown covered slipped onto your face and you looked down at the box of food in your hands. He stiffened suddenly and put his nose close to you. He inhaled deeply but couldn’t find a single trace of his scent on you. Irritated he snarled and hauled you into his lap before pushing his face into your neck and nuzzling the skin there.

You giggled and hugged him back. A part of some Savanaclaw member’s instincts was to mark or scent what was there. It wasn’t a crazy need but if something was important to them they would feel a tug inside them to make sure everyone else knew it belonged to them. This was a large thing for cats. It isn’t entirely obvious in the average house cat's behavior but even they find it calming to rub themselves against something as if to say “this is mine and this is mine and oh yeah that over there is mine too.” For a more territorial cat like a lion it is even more present.

Thus Leona was currently rubbing his scent into you as best as possible. It was relaxing to experience so you often just let it happen. There was hardly any other way you could receive cuddles or affection of some sort that wasn’t sexually initiated. Besides the occasional time where he slept on your lap or brushed you with his tail to signify that he was thinking of you, the two of you had virtually no other physical contact that wasn’t sex. So you cherished these moments when he was so openly affectionate with you despite not being a touchy feely person.

You sighed and closed your eyes, enjoying the moment. After all you had no idea when something like this would happen again.

------

It was two weeks after the first incident that Leona really noticed how often it had been happening. Nearly every day you were coated with that disgusting perfume. And every time it covered your natural scent and his. It pissed him off. Didn’t you realize how hard he worked to rub his scent onto you every day. You were supposed to smell like him and you. Nothing else. How were other people gonna know that you are his when you smell like that flower crap. Couldn’t you realize that the members of Savanaclaw are gonna think he’s not a worthy mate if you don’t smell like him. The disrespect they would have when they assume he doesn’t care about you enough to claim you as his. It was seriously frustrating. Not only that but every morning he marked you with his scent profusely but by lunch time it was gone.

He growled as he smelt the sickly perfume scent waft his way. He knew you were coming because of it so he wasn’t surprised when you said “boo” to try and scare him. He simply rolled over and pressed himself against you. “You’ve been awfully affectionate this week. Any reason why?” You asked. He only grunted in response and nuzzled you harder. Tomorrow he was going to get rid of that damn perfume once and for all.

--------

A week had passed since Leona stole and gotten rid of that damn perfume and he had never been happier. He could tell that the students in his dorm were warming back up to him too. They had started to get distant so in order to show them that he wasn’t a lazy ass that didn’t care for his mate he continued to mark you every morning. Now you smelled thoroughly like him and he loved it. Without the need to cover you in his scent everyday Leona went back to his usual schedule of relaxing and simply sitting next to you at lunch time. Everything was back to the way it should be so he finally felt relaxed in his spot in the school gardens. That was until he smelled it again.

Leona snarled loudly and sat up, his nose wrinkling with distaste. Why the hell was it back!? He whipped around and saw you skipping excitedly over to him with a package in your hands. That was where the scent was coming from. You had ordered more. He growled and jumped to his feet. You stopped in surprise and gasped when he ripped the package out of your hands and chucked it as far as he could.

There was a solid minute of silence before Leona realized he overreacted. “Oh uh.. I’ll pay you back.” You raised your eyebrows and he knew that he better explain quickly. Leona sighed and told you all about how disgusting the perfume is and how he hates that it covers his scent on you. When he finished he braced himself for your scolding but you only sighed and looked down at your feet. “I know.” “What?” Leona looked over at you and you repeated yourself. “I know that you don’t like the perfume and that you want me to smell like you. I kept putting it on because it meant that you would mark me and it was like getting a big hug and free cuddles from you which you never give out cause that just isn’t your thing and I’m really sorry I did that I just wanted to-”

Leona cut you off with a quick kiss and a growl. “Hey you don’t have to cover yourself in those fake smelling chemicals to get a hug. You just have to ask. I didn’t give you hugs before cause I thought that you wouldn’t like all that romantic mush.” You looked up at him in surprise. “Are you serious?” He nodded. You cried out in joy and lept on to him, pushing him back into the flowers. He huffed in annoyance, but wrapped his arms around you and buried his face in your neck.

“You belong to me so you get to smell like me. No perfume is gonna get in my way again.” You chuckled at his silly declaration and closed your eyes, resting your head against his chest. His heartbeat calmed you and matched with your steady breathing and the sound of Leona’s tail thumping gently against the ground. In all honesty you hated that perfume yourself, but it was totally worth the hugs. The plan worked perfectly although you never could have come up with it yourself. Somewhere in the distance a Hyena stifled a laugh as he watched you two lay together. You so owed him his donuts.

#twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst x reader #savanaclaw #savanaclaw x reader #twst oneshot #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #leona #leona x reader #twst leona #twst leona x reader #ruggie bucchi #twst ruggie

430 notes · View notes

drabbles-of-writing · 4 years ago

Note

Fallen AU. The chasers have really weird sounding laughs, they're kinda a mix between a hyena & a chainsmoker who snapped their neck. It can be a little jarring to hear sometimes. The first time Viney got Em to full on laugh Viney nearly had a fucking heart attack with how weird it sounded. Over time she finds it oddly comforting, despite sounding like a fucked up garbage disposal. None of the chasers can swim, but they are acid proof. Ed sometimes tags the places he visits. -Punk Anon

its like a deranged cackle from a kookaburra with rotting vocal chords. Viney was staring at Em with Extreme Concern when she first completely laughed because of how weird and painful it sounded. But nope, thats just how their messed up laughs work. On the plus side, its a good way to ward off people from the tree by just getting the Chasers to laugh, because people assume something horrific is going to eat them or someones getting murdered by a lunatic

#asks #fallen au #the owl house #viney #emira blight #toh #emira #punk anon #laughing #chasers #blight siblings

46 notes · View notes

ask-an-aussie · 4 years ago

Text

Aussie Wildlife FAQ

So here's questions I'm frequently asked as both a wildlife rescuer and carer and keeper at a wildlife sanctuary. Heads up, this is a long post, I've made the questions stick out so you can easily skip through. I've tried to make it as easy to read as possible, and to find what you're after, whilst also providing lots of info.

Poison Vs Venom, what's the difference?

Well, mostly, poison just never stops killing. Like if you poison an insect, then a bird or small mammal eats that insect and they slowly get poisoned by all the poisoned insects they eat, then something eats them, like an owl, and that gets poisoned, then as it rots the poison goes into the environment, etc. Poison never dies. Venom has to be injected, so yes you can be envenomated by a dead animal, if you are stupid. Poison can be inhaled, eaten/drunk or even through touch. So if a cow is poisoned you have to dispose of the body safely, if a cow is bitten by a venomous snake, technically you can still have steak for dinner.

Are all Australian animals out to kill you?

Maybe.

They could want to kill us, I mean as a species we aren't that great. Their ability to kill us however is limited. So are all Aussie animals able to kill you? No. So we have lots of cute small mammals, like antechinus, dunnarts, pygmy possums and the like, that can bite and scratch but are very tiny bois. We even have lots of non-venomous snakes, pythons and blind snakes. Most lizards outside of Goannas can't cause too much damage. Echidna's are completely defensive, have no attack whatsoever. Lots of birds have no interest in you, unless you get near their nest. Freshwater Turtles, Little Penguins and Tawny Frogmouths all main defense is shitting really stinky shit at you. Even our venomous snakes, as long as you seek medical attention you should be fine. Considering we have the top 10 most venomous snakes in the world but average only 1 death a year that's pretty good.

But you still have lots of dangerous animals right?

Yes.

Maybe I should elaborate. Any animal is dangerous, including you, if given the right circumstances. I'm a lovely person but hurt my dog and you better run. Most animals don't want a bar of you. However, if you are a threat to them, or their babies, they will defend themselves. A lot of animals get tagged with the word 'aggressive' which I don't like, aggression is a human emotion that I've never seen in wild animals, or even pets and things. Mostly it's defensive behaviours that people read wrong. For example, the most venomous snake in the world is the Inland Taipan (found in Aust.), however the most dangerous snake in Australia is the Eastern Brown snake, less venomous but also less shy and lives in suburbia. Still, it only ever strikes at people when it feels cornered and needs to get you to back the hell off. And lets be real here, what else can they do? They can't yell and scream, they can't punch or kick. Legit their only option is to bite, and even then mostly it's a closed mouth strike to freak you out into stepping back, and most people bitten by snakes are given a 'dry bite' where no venom is injected, as they want to use it on their food not waste it on us. And 90% of snake bites that happen in Australia are people either trying to catch or kill a snake.

It's fairly simple. Don't threaten animals, don't give them a reason to be dangerous and you are fine. Crocodiles in the water? Don't swim there. Sharks around? Avoid swimming at twilight. Snake? Leave it alone. Nest with baby birds? walk away. You don't randomly show up in some strangers home and expect them not to react, so why do we expect different from animals?

What animals are on the most 'dangerous list' then? Which animals should I really avoid pissing off?

Start with the obvious. Crocodiles, venomous snakes, sharks, some jellyfish, venomous spiders, stone fish, blue ringed octopus, birds of prey (our Wedge Tailed Eagle WILL attack drones, hang-gliders and helicopters if they come into their territory) Then you've got the less obvious. Ants - like meat ants, they will swarm over you then all bite down at once. 1 bite isn't so bad, a whole colony biting you, deadly. Then there's other ants in the Myrmecia family (bull ants and the like) that are just HUGE, and have massive mandables for biting and also can sting you, and are one of the most toxic insects in the world.

Wombats - Can run at 40km/hr, skull so hard it's the only thing a Tassie Devil can't eat, able to bite your calf muscle clean off your leg, oh and they have killer booty. A hard cartilage plate in their lower back that they use to block their burrows, and if threatened can lay down and as the animal tries to get past jam their legs straight and crush the skull of a fox against the roof of their burrow, easily break a dingoes jaw or even destroy your hand.

Kangaroos - yes they box, hahaha wouldn't it be funny to box with a kangaroo. NO. Kangroos box for fun but also to defend themselves and their mob. The Alpha male is the big buff one that looks like he's on steroids. He looks like that for a reason, to defend and protect his mob. DO NOT MESS WITH ANY KANGAROOs, but really don't mess with Big Daddy (for being the alpha he gets all the ladies) Kangaroos are made for this. A punch from a Kangaroo can easily break you ribs. They can lean back on their tail and bring both legs up to kick you, easily tearing you open, which they can do with the claws on their toes, and so basically dissecting you from sternum down. Oh and if they gran you round the neck for a 'Cuddle' DUCK AND RUN. They will hold you in a kind of choke hold and then bring their legs up to kick you and basically snap you in half. Don't even mess with Wallabies man, they may be smaller but can still do damage.

Tassie Devils - are extremely shy and slower than you, like you can actually run away from them. BUT. They have the strongest bite strength compared to size of any animal. The have a PSI of 1200 and males weigh around 8 kg. For perspective, Hyenas have a PSI of 1100 and males weigh around 50kg

Brushtail Possums - They may be cuter than the American Opossums but trust me, they don't want you around. They are solitary so most people have heard them fighting of a night, screeching, shrieking, hissing, growling and making darth vadar noises. Heads up from someone who has had to rescue them from awkward places (fire-places, BBQs, closets) They are stronger than you and they will f*** you up. Even without them meaning to I've gotten injuries from my joey Brushies, they get so keen on their milk when you put it in that they climb your arm and their claws are sharper than cats. Also the sheer strength of them. I'm stronger than I look but if they are clinging on to a tree you are gonna need all your strength to get them off. The can also bite your finger clean off. And I've seen injuries from people who feed wild ones and for some reason have been late to put out the food or something and they've climbed their leg or even jumped on them - stitches were required in a few of those cases (human skin is not thick like tree bark)

What's with Magpies and swooping?

Simple, they have nests/babies and are protecting them. Australia Magpies are very smart and can recognise faces. If they think you are a threat they will try and scare you off. Just like if you're walking along with your toddler and there's a weirdo doing something strange you hold the kid tighter and closer to you and move through faster. But these guys can't just move their nests or their babies. The spot is chosen based on food availability and shelter from sun and rain, but also not being too cold. It's their spot. I've never been swooped by Magpies, other birds yes, but not Magpies. My local birds know me as the lady that cleans and fills the bird bath. Legit the Magpies sing a specific song when it needs filling to call me out to do it. So don't be a threat. If they are swooping in that area, try to avoid it or go through quickly. We used to have Plovers at my school, in the bush at the end of the oval. Never a problem. One day some kids go into the bush and stomp on their nest and eggs. After that they would swoop anyone who came close to there. So the school blocked off that end of the oval. Fair call. Wasn't the birds fault.

Why is everything named so basic?

Oh you mean the snake that's black with a red belly being balled a Red Belly Black Snake, and the tree with all the doodles on it being called a Scribbly Gum? 80% of plants and animals found in Australia are found NO WHERE ELSE. So the early Europeans had a lot of things to name and when they tried naming it themselves they would get it wrong. 2 good examples are: The Death Adder (only considered highly venomous, not deadly, and not an Adder). Also you're only likely to get bitten if you stand on it or try to pick it up. The Australian Magpie, they saw a black and white bird so it must be a magpie. Nope. Actually not in the corvidae family but in the butcherbird family - Artamidae. So their solution was to either take the Aboriginal word, for example, Quoll, Kookaburra, Koala, Quokka, Taipan. Or name it after what it looks like/sounds like/ is found Boobook Owl - makes a sound like booooo-book Squirrel Glider Eastern Water Dragon Grey Headed Flying Fox Flaky Bark Tea Tree Old man Banksia This can cause confusion though as not every brown coloured snake is a brown snake, and not all Eastern brown snakes are brown. Squirrel Gliders aren't related to squirrels. Flying foxes are bats not actual foxes that fly.

What do I do if I find injured wildlife?

Well, depends on the wildlife and where it is. If it's in a dangerous position, like the middle of a highway, don't try anything. First thing, call a wildlife rescue group, there are plenty around and they have trained people who know what to do. A quick google search should show you all you need to know, also the IFAW's Wildlife Rescue App will identify the closest group to you.

If it's a snake, adult wombat or kangaroo, or any other animal that can cause you serious injury, leave it be. The wildlife rescuers you call can give you basic info on how to help but mostly calling them is the main thing.

If it's something smaller, like a young animal or glider or baby bird and you are able to put it into a cardboard box that will be perfect. The 3 main things injured/ill wildlife need are warmth, dark and quiet. You don't need to worry about food or water. The rescuers will organise that. If you give food or water to an animal in shock you can cause more damage.

THE BEST THING IS TO DO NOTHING. I know this sounds stupid. But so many problems can occur from people who don't know what they are doing helping out. You know what they say about good intentions. For example, picking up a Koala like you would pick up a human child (under the armpits, around the chest) you could actually break their ribs. Also so many Koalas end up needing vet care during heat waves because people pour water into their mouths - they can get pneumonia as the water goes in too fast, it is not a natural way for them to drink. You can also get yourself injured or make the animals injuries worse. I have seen Kangaroos with broken legs get up and try to hop away from people. I have seen severe scratches on other people because they tried to pick up an animal.

What diseases can wildlife give me?

Well. I only know about Australian wildlife, and it's very different to other parts of the world. If you get a bad bite or scratch from wildlife you should see your doctor ASAP, get the wound cleaned properly and make sure your tetanus is up to date (same as if a pet gives you a bad bite or scratch).

There aren't that many Zoonosis that are around in Australia that are easy to catch. Mostly you have to be dealing directly with sick wildlife to get them.

The main thing is Australian Bat Lyssavirus. ABL for short. Now our bats can carry it. About 1 in 1000 bats may have it and you HAVE to be bitten or scratched for it to be transmitted to you. If you are bitten or scratched by a bat your chance is 0.1% of getting ABL but it is related to Rabies, so head straight to hospital for treatment. If you don't touch a bat you won't get bitten or scratched and so your chance of getting it is 0. Hendra is the other virus our bats carry, however it has to go through a horse before it mutates enough for humans to get it.

Basically it's only when you get involved with wildlife that your risk of getting a disease from them is higher than VERY unlikely. If you happen to help some wildlife, and you maybe wrap them in a towel or jumper, even if they urinate on it. You can just chuck it in the wash (I usually add a little extra disinfectant) and it will be fine. Treat it the same as if a pet had used it or urinated on it.

What's some Good Wildlife Apps to have?

Well, there's so many out there now hey? Here's some that I've found handy or know people that use. WomSAT EchidnaCSI PlatypusSPOT are all for recording sightings of these animals (wombats/echidnas/platypus) this helps researches track where they are and how they are going which means we can help them more as well. OzAtlas - record a sighting of anything Australian, animal, plant, fungus, insect. FrogID - need to identify a frog? This is the app for you. Use photos or sound recordings, Field Guide to *insert state/territory* Fauna - Have a field guide on you wherever you are without having to carry a book. Seek by inaturalist - Helps you identify any animals, plants, insect, fungus. IFAW Wildlife Rescue - wildlife rescue app (currently for NSW only but soon expanding) will give you advice on what to do and put you into contact with the local wildlife rescue groups.

Besides Cats and Foxes, what other invasive species have you got that cause problems?

First up, any invasive species causes a problem. In Tasmania they have issues with Sugar Gliders, because they are not naturally found there and use up tree hollows that other animals need. Invasive species cause competition for food, water and shelter. They can also bring in diseases that didn't exist in Australia before and that our natives have no defence against (like cats and Toxoplasmosis) Here's a quick list of invasive animal species in Australia. Cats, dogs, foxes, pigs, water buffalo, ferrets rabbits, horses/brumbies, goats, camels, Cane Toad, European Honey Bee, Common Myna bird, deer, donkey, common starling, common pigeon, black rat, brown rat.

There's more, there's reptiles, and weeds and fish but those guys ^ are the main ones that cause problems.

I am an animal lover but unless we get rid of these animals you loose more in the long run. I'm 100% against use of poisons, I prefer having people hunt them to be honest. If you know what you are doing and have the right equipment you can give them a quick, painless death. To give you an idea how bad invasives are:

The introduction of the rabbit is the main cause the Lesser Bilby became extinct.

The introduction of cats and toxoplasmosis is believed to be the main reason Eastern Quolls became extinct on mainland Australia

Rats led directly to the extinction of 5 of Lord Howe Island's bird species

30% of our land snakes and Goannas are at risk as Cane Toads are rapidly spreading and eat their eggs.

The Common Myna Bird is the 2nd greatest threat to Australian native birds (habitat loss being the 1st)

The fox population has been estimated at 72 million and consume around 190 million birds a year

There's an estimated 23 million wild pigs/boars and an estimated 2.6 million goats - all eating whatever they come across.

How can I help Australian Wildlife?

There's the stuff we already know, like reduce/reuse/recycle and don't litter. But there's other things you may not know about.

Turn off lights at night - any lights that you don't need, don't have them on, especially if they are outside. Lots of animals require insects in their diets, particularly moths, which can be distracted by lights. Zoos Victoria have launched educational stuff for this https://youtu.be/ZAcL4FKPtHw

Learn about them - It's not hard, there's multiple ways you can do it. There's books, tv shows, pod casts, you can follow sanctuaries and other people who work with wildlife on social media. Planting flora that's native to your area is great as different plants can attract different animals and it's much lower maintenance, being made for that environment. You can even find cool life-hacks like Lemon Scented Tea-Tree doesn't just smell amazing and feed lots of wildlife, it keeps the mozzies away! There's different kinds of nesting boxes out there specific to different species that you can put up to help 'foster' that species. You can even become friends with your local Magpies! Mine know me as the lady who cleans and fills the bird bath and all I had to do was whistle to them when I was done and now they are really chill around me and I get to watch their antics. Debunk Myths! - In learning about wildlife you can debunk lots of myths like: a mother bird won't take it's chick back if you've touched it (fake news!) or that snakes dislocate their jaw to swallow their prey (that would be soooo painful!)

Put out water - have a bird bath and keep it clean and full. Or if you don't have one or want to get one just put water out on hot days. Summer's getting hotter and hotter and our animals really suffer. So put out a nice pot or container of water. Don't forget to put a rock or a stick in it if it's a slippery surface (like plastic or metal) so that little animals and bugs don't fall in and drown, and keep it out of the sun if it's likely to heat up.

Check roadkill - it's not pleasant but needs to be done. Don't do it if it's a motorway or somewhere dangerous, but if you can PLEASE do. Roadkill sometimes looks dead but isn't and you don't want them laying there suffering. They may have pouch young if they are a marsupial or young nearby that will need care without their parent. And where possible get it off the road. Species like Tasmanian Devils, Goannas and Wedge Tailed Eagles feed on roadkill and can then end up as roadkill themselves. Even if you have to drag it, it's dead and not gonna feel any more pain. 100% of people I have attended a rescue for who have called because they stopped and found a joey or young in a pouch or hiding nearby have not regretted their decision at all. Even if they were late for work, they saved a life and it was worth it.

Avoid using poisons - insecticides, pesticides, snail bait and straight up rat poison. Like mentioned in POISON VS VENOM, it just keeps killing. There are so many other options out there and they aren't hard to find. There's stuff on the internet but also at Bunnings I've found more environmentally sound options that use Tea Tree oils and Eucalyptus instead and work just as well.

Don't feed them! - Most Aussie animals are gluten and lactose intolerant. BREAD IS REALLY BAD! and if not eaten it gets mouldy and causes disease. Putting out bird seed is the number 1 problem when we talk 'feeding wildlife'. WHY?

The 'wild birdseed' that you buy in shops isn't actually for wild birds. JUST LOOK AT IT, you don't see those seeds growing out in the wild. The main seed wild birds eat are Bottle-brush, She-oaks, Banksias, Wattle and Eucalypts. None of those are found in these bags of seed.

Even for seed eaters that seed you buy is too fatty and unbalanced

For those that don't usually eat seed, like Lorikeets, eating the seed destroys the specialised bristles on their tongues that they need to eat their natural food - nectar and pollen.

If you don't keep it clean you will spread diseases, especially psittacosis (beak and feather) for which there is no cure just a slow, drawn out death. You can also catch it and end up in hospital.

You cause an imbalance. Animals breed based on food availability, if you make food available they will breed but there might not be enough space or trees available and you create more competition and also they end up relying on you and if you go on holiday or anything they can die without that food.

You can cause health issues in other animals. Possums love bird seed but it makes them fat, making it harder for them to escape predators.

You will be feeding non-natives. For example, the Common Myna bird cannot survive on wild plants, but if there is a food source around they can. Got rid of Common Mynas in my neighbourhood by convincing my neighbours to stop putting out bird seed.

RATS LOVE BIRD SEED. Specially feral rats. Mice also love bird seed.

You make a predator hot-spot. It won't take long for predators to realised animals they prey on visit your feeding station and they will come. The most common predator I find around bird seed? Snakes. Snakes love rats and mice, rats and mice love bird seed. You do the maths.

If you want to feed them just do some research and plant trees that are food for them.

How many species are endangered?

Sadly, it's almost quicker to list what's NOT endangered in Australia.

That's hard to say as there is different ways they can be endangered. In one area they may be common, but in another they could be disappearing. You can have Endangered lists at different levels; local, state, national and international.

But the most used list is the International Union for Conservation of Nature’s Red List of Threatened Species has evolved to become the world’s most comprehensive information source on the global extinction risk status of animal, fungus and plant species. AKA the IUNC Red List

Here's a bit of a breakdown: EXTINCT 26 mammals 7 birds 4 amphibians CRITICALLY ENDANGERED 7 mammals 8 birds 15 amphibians 13 reptiles ENDANGERED 18 mammals 29 birds 18 amphibians 21 Reptiles VULNERABLE 51 mammals 40 birds 23 amphibians 35 reptiles NEAR THREATENED 43 mammals 37 birds 9 amphibians 21 reptiles

Then there's the "data deficient" category where they really just don't have the info. 10 mammals 11 amphibians 42 reptiles

I will continue to update this post as I think of other things. Feel free to send me any questions you have

#Wildlife #Australian animals #Aussie #FAQ #endangered animals #what people should know #long post #venom vs poison

39 notes · View notes

yeojaa · 4 years ago

Note

one of the first things ive ever read of yours was the 'read 6:45' it made me bawl my eyes out during 12 am 😭 could i please request a follow up drabble for it?

[ read "i love you.” read: 6:45 pm ]

pairing. jjk x f!reader. rating. general. tags. frustrating among us play, kook being cute, etc. wc. 0.9k. beta reader. n/a. author note. i’m so sorry this is so late but i hope you enjoy this! i wanted to keep it kind of light and silly, since the original was... sad and then silly? also, this was heavily inspired by this twitter post.

Dating Jungkook is kind of like free-falling from an airplane. (Not that you’ve ever done that.) It’s exhilarating and fun and sometimes, downright terrifying. You suppose it comes with the territory of being with someone like him - effortlessly cool, collected, capable of turning every no into a yes.

You’d seen it in action during your time as friends. Watched him woo women and dunk on dudes, somehow scrap an A in a class you both attended where you’d barely gotten a B. (You’re still a little salty about that.) He’d even, somehow, wormed his way into your favourite bartender’s heart, on speed dial any time you and your girlfriends had a little too much fun. Really - just do things you’d formerly thought impossible and with that dumbass grin on his face, confidence rolling off him in waves.

You really shouldn’t have expected you’d fare any better, be able to deny him when so many others had failed.

“Babe. Babe.” There’s that goofy smile, bunny toothed and adorable. “C’mon— it’ll be funny.”

You level him with a look in your mirror - one that screams no, it’s not - but he just keeps beaming at you in the reflection, eyes so sparkly you want to tear your own hair out. “Maybe to you,” you retort, slicking brow gel on, mouth rounded in a little ‘o’.

“No! To everyone!” Your boyfriend is insistent, curling across your back like drapery, chin resting upon your shoulder. He bats his lashes at you, sways you back and forth in his arms.

“A third imposter is so stupid.” Also, because you’re bad at impostering as is. (You always forget which room is where and you can never answer when people ask which fake tasks you’ve been doing.) You don’t think you could properly third imposter if you tried. “Just win the old-fashioned way, you dummy.” Not like Jungkook isn’t already stupidly good at fooling everyone, going so far as to admit he was the imposter and yet somehow still win.

“But it’s funny!” Which you suppose is what it comes down to. Your boyfriend doesn’t particularly care about winning - it’ll likely happen anyway - but he wants to put your friend group through hell. Make them all doubt each other as he cackles maliciously in the background.

(Because he does that. Laughs so long and hard it’s embarrassing, arms thrown around his head as he revels in the chaos he’s unleashed.)

“Whatever.” It’s a lost cause. Once he has his mind set on something, it’s nearly impossible to turn him off the idea. Whether it’s craving corn pizza at 3 AM, forcing everyone to try the bald head Snapchat filter, or doubling his one-rep squat max - he’s as stubborn as an ox.

“Are you kidding me!”

You watch in horror - anger, exasperation - as your little blue character gets shot through the head, the eggplant imposter tearing off in the opposite direction. You don’t know the map well enough to know how likely it is your body will be found or how easily someone will figure out who the murderer is. Are there cams on this map? (God, you really need to pay better attention when you play.)

All you know is frustration, glare furrowing your brows.

Somewhere, past the closed door of his bedroom, you hear Jungkook laughing. He’s like Ed the hyena, snickering loudly, clearly pleased. Then your body is reported. By your boyfriend. Your purple-suit wearing boyfriend.

(He’s with Taehyung, dressed in green with a little companion chasing after him.)

“Who killed my girlfriend?!” He has the audacity to sound devastated, voice pitching three octaves as he all but shouts into his headset.

There’s a chorus of not me’s from the group, people discussing among themselves who could’ve possibly killed you in cold blood - left you to rot in the tree room. (That’s what it’s called, right?) No one even seems to notice how quiet Jungkook is now, likely tapping the tips of his fingers together like an evil genius.

You want to scream, shout, send him straight to the shadow realm. You cannot believe he’s getting away with this, playing the part of an indignant boyfriend so well. It’s absurd, really.

“I can clear JK. He was with me.” Of course Taehyung’s in on it. That, or he’s just as chaotic as his friend. (Both are believable.) You’ve seen the blond accuse everyone under the sun, playing third imposter better than the goddamn imposters themselves. There was something about him, his uncanny ability to cast doubt on anyone.

(Conversely, he could make anyone believe him. And by anyone, you meant Jimin. The two never turned against each other. Ever.)

“I didn’t see Jimin anywhere,” comes Yoongi’s slow drawl. It sounds like he’s just woken up from a nap, syllables rounded and sleepy. You wouldn’t be surprised if Jimin had been following after his hyung and Yoongi had simply been too tired to notice. Something something life of a bartender something.

“I saw Jimin across the map right as it happened.” There’s Namjoon, ever the reasonable one, humming thoughtfully. (Reasonable, but still suspicious. He was notoriously bad for drawing out votings, calling emergency meetings again because he hadn’t had a chance to consider every possibility.) “And he wasn’t near a vent, so I think he’s okay.” A pause, “but you never know.”

There’s a collective groan - Hoseok’s bubbling laughter cuts through it - and the next round begins.

#anon.eml #incoming.eml #work.zip #drabble.zip #jungkook.doc #bts au #bts fluff #bts imagine #bts drabble #bts jungkook #jungkook au #jungkook drabble #jungkook imagine #jungkook fluff #jungkook x oc #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you

128 notes · View notes

marvel-ousnesss · 5 years ago

Text

The pirate and the witch (part three)

Part one

Part two

masterlist

Part four

Word count: 3082

Pairing: Harry Hook x daughter of narcissi!reader

Summary: Y/N, an orphan vk who was taken to auradon at a young age, returns to her old home by request of the crown prince. However, things tend to go south at the Isle of the Lost.

Warning: Mild cursing, parental abuse

A:/N: Here's part three! Sorry it took me so long to write this, I’ve been running some college-related errands. Anyway… remember you just need to ask if you wanna be tagged and comments are always welcome. Alsooo, I wrote this on my phone so it may have a few typos and other mistakes.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE DISNEY DESCENDANTS CHARACTERS NOR THE SANDERSON SISTERS. All credit goes to the creators, writers, and producers. Same with the HP charms, credit goes to J.K Rowling.

...

— Did you really have to hit her with the bat?

— What would’ve you done, dipshit?

Two kidnappings in two days, that must really be a record. However, just FYI, the second one was kind of on purpose.

…

On my way to the hideout, the night replays inside my head as I glance around.

Even if I did cast a quiet protection charm on myself, I'm only shielded from weapons or magical harm; because I haven’t managed the appropriate technique yet. ‘Right, right, left and down the alley’ I repeat the route to my place like a mantra, terrified by the thought of getting lost in the middle of the night.

Already approaching my destination, I have come to notice that I’m being chased by the same two bandits I saw both at the market and back at the Lost Revenge. Carlos and Jay were trying to sneak up on me , but were betrayed by a subtle movement in the shadows present in the corner of my vision.

What they’re trying to do is predictable, to be honest; either they want to get to the pirates by kidnapping me (which would be useless) or they want information, to be sure I pose no threat.

Having this in mind, I wouldn’t be able to approach them in half-friendly circumstances. So, out of intuition, I let them get me. What’s the worst that could happen.

…

— Would you guys shut it already? — hisses Mal, — she’s waking up.

I try to speak but no sound comes out, that’s when I become aware of the burning sensation in my throat. Similarly, I try to move, but groan when I encounter ropes that are tightly fixed around my wrists and ankles.

My first instinct is to try and use magic, but I remind myself of what I’m here for. Ben’s words invade my mind, “figure out which of them are worse, and report.”

Carlos notices my confused gaze skipping through what seems to be a ….. shop, so he explains, — Look, it’s nothing against you or anything, just against the pirates.

— You don’t have to explain things to her, you dickhead— Jay rolls his eyes and smacks the younger boy on the back of his head.

— Wrong person, bud, I’m not important to them.

It’s not hard to see, you know, — Evie fidgets with her necklace, — They don’t invite random nobodies to their parties, so you must be someone.

—I just saved myself yesterday and Hook happened to be lucky.

— Yeah right, — The fay’s eyes roll to the back of her head. — Look, this doesn’t have to be as painful as I’d like it to, but it’s up to you: either you comply and we get over with it, or you don’t and we stay here as long as needed.

—Okay, don’t believe me if you don’t want to, just saying.

Minutes go by and the four friends seem to be slowly losing their patience. I keep rambling and circling their way questions so, following Mal’s orders, they cover my mouth and continue with their own bickering.

—We can’t just throw her to the hyenas, she wouldn’t be useful! — Carlos paces across the room, with his hands gesticulating wildly.

— Well, she says that she’s not important to them, so what use would she have anyway? — sighs Mal, seemingly more interested on the crisped polish on her nails.

Carlos is about to reply, but Jay cuts him off before a word is emitted. — Guys, whatever we do, it has to be now, dad will come back soon. We need to leave.

—Shit. Okay, let’s put her inside the storage closet.

Okay, maybe this was a pretty dumb idea.

…..

Time becomes blurry as I fall in and out of sleep inside the closet of the empty store, they must’ve given me sleeping herbs. The only thing I hear is the steady rhythm of my own breathing, until two pairs of feet storm through the front doors.

One of the voices, I recognize it to be Jay’s; but the other one seems to be of someone older and louder, Jafar.

— You had one thing to do, you filthy, insignificant riff raff. — The rage that’s laced to the villain’s words makes a chill run down my spine. — You’d be of better use rotting in the sewer where you came from, can’t even steal candy from a two year old.

I gulp when the sound of wood hitting skin bounces all the way from the entrance to my current spot.

— Not so intimidating now, street rat?— he avows. — Aren’t you gonna defend yourself?

With my eyes shut and my fists tightened, I visualize the ropes getting looser. They give up, so I mutter “alohomora” in order to open the door.

As I contemplate the scene, a gasp escapes my lips.

The boy is on the floor, curled in a fetal position; trying to avoid major strikes of the wooden cane that has no mercy on him. The coldness in his father’s stare and the cruelty and force of every hit emit a dark energy that floods my senses, making my blood boil.

I charge toward the former visir, pushing him aside. Jafar falls, shattering one of the shelves. He is immediately buried in a pile of stolen antiques and other goods.

Jay’s eyes project an almost unperceivable light of hope when he meets my eye, yet he doesn’t move. I place myself between him and his father while Jafar is still recovering his stance.

When he’s about to hit again, I hesitantly mutter, — Petrificus totalus, — as I look away from him and shield myself with my left hand.

To my surprise, Jafar’s legs tremble before failing him and, disturbingly still, he falls down face first. Considering that the situation is now safer, Carlos decides to walk inside the shop, confessing that he saw everything and apologizing for not doing anything.

He proceeds to help Jay stand up, and quietly thanks me, but the thief still doesn’t look at me. His breath is uneven, and his legs are shaking slightly.

— So, you have magic, — states Carlos, as Jay finds himself quizzically looking at me with his bloodshot eyes.

—Yup.

An awkward silence takes over the room and all of us seem to be completely taken aback by the adrenaline of the situation fading away.

— Thank you, — Jay takes off his beanie and fixes his sweaty hair into a messy bun.

— What was that about?

I feel like I’m intruding, but if I don’t ask about their situations, my ‘let’s get kidnapped’ stunt would be to no avail.

He sighs, debating whether telling me or not, but settles with shrugging, — he’s just angry.—

I cannot help but let my face contour into a horrified and pained expression, to which Carlos responds with inquiring, — I mean, it happens often around here, haven’t you been hit by your parents?

I shake my head, — My mom died years ago.

— Lucky you, — Jay voices. He’s now evidently weakened, with more than evident bruises and paler skin; not to mention that he’s still shaking slightly.

— Are all your parents really that bad?

It is Carlos who responds, — Well, you already saw Jay’s. — He shrugs, — Evie’s mother is just plain crazy, Mal’s is the most feared villain of the isle; and, as for me, my mom just treats me like a servant or something. It’s not that bad, really, at least I don’t have to deal with any dogs.

— Are you afraid of dogs?— I quirk a brow at him, but my question is ignored by the two guys.

— What the hell do you mean with ‘not that bad’, Carlos?, — Jay looks at Carlos when he asks the rhetorical question, then he faces me. — She gives him fucking ridiculous chores, and would totally get rid of him in exchange of more furs! I mean, touch up her roots, fluff up her fur, and scrape the bunions from her feet; what the hell does bunion even mean? — Even in his weakened state, Jay jumps to his friend’s defense in the moment he saw that Carlos wasn’t standing up for himself.

The younger boy cringes, but manages to let out a chuckle, — you don’t wanna know, trust me.

— We should probably get out of here, the effects of my curse will wear off soon.

— Speaking of, how come you can practice magic here, — questions Jay.

As we walk outside the shop, I try to come up with something but, without knowing, Carlos comes to my rescue.

— Remember the hole I made? Some magic manages to sneak in, you just need to be strong enough to channel it.

Mental note, there’s a freaking hole in the Isle’s dome. That would explain the Sanderson’s magic, but how come Maleficent or Ursula remain powerless?

The conversation seems to be dying down, which would take me to a complete failure, so I press on the topic.

— So it was you! — i gasp. — how did you even do it?

His eyes shine with passion as he explains with impressive detail the way I which he used a broken laptop, an engine, and some wire to weaken the magic dome just enough to create a personal backdoor to the Auradon network.

— That’s really awesome, Carlos.

He seems taken aback, — not really, it wasn’t that hard.

Jay glares at him, silently scolding him for not recognizing his talent.

So, Carlos settles on claiming, — I mean, it is pretty cool.

We continue walking down a street which I don’t recognize, with the deemed (and damaged) streetlights being the only source of light.

The sound of my combat boots kicking a can brings the boys’ attention to me, — So, you didn’t answer my question: what’s up with you and dogs?

Carlos seems defensive when he answers; his shoulders tense up and he struggles to utter the words. — I’m just glad I don’t have to deal with them. They’re horrible, man-eating creatures.

I wonder where he got that from.

— Or, at least, that’s according to my mother. — Carlos checks his watch and immediately tenses up (even more). — Shit! Sorry guys, I have to go, mom’s sculpture collection , er, I, I have to be done by ten, and I haven’t even started!

…

After we said goodbye to Carlos, Jay and I went back to the shop, just to check if Jafar was still there. The thief refused to face his father after their previous encounter, so I went in, made him forget my little stunt, and went back out. In a comfortable silence, we abandon the shop once again, and this time I figure we are heading toward the center of the isle, where the vks’ hideout is located.

— So, how’d you manage to escape the wicked, soul-eating witches? — Jay walks in long strides, which means I almost have to double my normal pace in order to keep up with him. If I remember correctly, we’re almost four blocks away from our final destination.

— You followed me all throughout yesterday?

He shrugs, — Mal’s orders.

— Don’t the Isle’s most powerful have better things to do? Candy to steal, kittens to kick… I mean, the usual. — We both chuckle, — but, just in case, I mean no harm, really.

He scratches the back of his neck and turns right, the building is right in front of us.

— How do I know this isn’t a trap? — I cross my arms and quirk a brow.

— Seriously? You just defeated one of the most feared villains here and freed yourself from us. Even if I wanted to, you’d probably kick my ass with your hocus Pocus shit. — when making the last statement, his eyes widen and his gesticulations become more dramatic.

— Fine, — I roll my eyes, then smirk. — And, you know? Thanks for admitting I’d totally kick your ass. It’s nice to agree on something.

We go up the stairs and arrive at what seems to be their version of a dorm. There are four decent beds and the walls are covered in graffiti of their faces and signature colors. They also have a few bags of what seems to be food, and a phone that, I assume, only connects them with nearby places.

— So, if this isn’t a trap, why are we here? — I didn’t ask him anything on our way here, but my curiosity is beginning to get the best of me.

— I just needed to make sure we didn’t have eyes or ears on us.

I cross my arms to prevent myself from fidgeting, — okay, now you’re beginning to scare me.

He lets out a breath and throws himself on a bag of clothes that serves the purpose of a puff.

— I’m not stupid, — he states. — You’re not from the isle, now spill.

Shit, now this is bad.

— What d’ you mean? —

— Magic, manners, compliments, and, on top, spontaneously helping your kidnappers? — Jay shrugs. — Not from around here.

— Of course I am, — much to my distress, my voice comes out higher than normal. — I just don’t leave home very often.

— As I said, — his hands fly behind his head, — I’m not that dumb.

— Okay, so, even if what you’re saying is true, why would I admit it? — I quirk a brow and lift my chin up, trying to keep my cool.

—You wouldn’t have to. Your nose gave you away.

— What do you mean ‘my nose’?

— It wrinkles when you lie. Both when you said Carlos was the one who gave you magic and just now.

— No, it doesn't — again, my words are emitted in a high pitched voice.

I glare at the thief, who seems to find me amusing.

— Also, your voice gets higher, — he scoffs, giving me a closed lip smile.

Now that he knows, everything we’ve gotten for Ben’s plan is on the line. I only see one suitable way of protecting our project, trusting Jay or, as Chad would put it, ‘making a deal with a fucking villain’.

— Fine, I do come from outside the Isle. — I raise my hands in defeat. — Just, please, don’t tell anyone.

— What’s in it for me?

— Consider us even. I just saved you, after all; despite the fact that you and your friends fucking kidnapped me. — I keep my eyes on his; according to my dad, that’s a diplomatic way of pressuring your counterpart.

— Fine,— he crosses his arms. — But I get to hear the whole explanation.

I sigh, — not here.

…

I lay on my bed, playing on the tablet I brought with me, while Jay devours a sandwich that was supposed to be my dinner. The sunlight that reaches the Isle has already began to coat the room through the window, making me aware of the fact that my time here is about to end; I’m leaving this evening.

— Okay, I already told you my story, time for you to tell me yours.

— what do you wanna know, — his words come out between bites of food.

I scratch my chin, pretending to think; but I know where to begin.

— How did the trouble with Uma’s crew first begin?

He stops eating and looks directly at me; then he sighs, taking his time to begin.

— Long story short, there has always been a power struggle around here. When it comes to us villains, there's no 'fair' or - I don't know- ‘morally correct’ way to gain power—.

— So you just fight for it, — I deduce.

— Yeah, and not just for the power, y'know, for the validation that comes with it. Anyway, stopping the deep shit, Uma's crew has always been in our way and, there has always been something going on between her and Mal; things just tend to get fucked up when they face each other. — Speaking and munching on the remaining bits of food, he makes the sandwich disappear in the blink of an eye.

The riot between Mal and Uma is crucial for me to keep in mind for Ben's plan to work. It would be a recipe for disaster to have both Uma and Mal come to Auradon, and the same would happen with their respective circles.

The only sound left is the quiet humming of my virtual Trophy game. So, out of curiosity, Jay stands up from his spot on the desk and takes a look at the content on my screen. Then, quirking a brow, he begins to ask about it.

—It's like a computer, but without a keyboard. — I try to explain, but his confused expression doesn't even begin to fade.

I sigh, looking for the right way to clarify things. — It's an electronic device for storing and processing information, you can use it to see pictures, play games or access the internet.

— It's like the one Carlos used to hack the dome, — he inquires. — but that one is way smaller, and why doesn't it have the buttons with the letters on them.

— Exactly, — I smile at him. — A computer, but with no keyboard; well, the letters appear on the screen when I need to type.

— And what are you doing with it?

— Playing tourney, it’s a sport.

— Like dueling, right?

— A bit less violent, but yes. — To be fair, I thought the vk would be less intrigued about Auradon and other aspects of our life there, but the explanation about tourney leads to a conversation that would have lasted the whole day if only a certain rock hadn’t hit the small window beside my desk.

Tags: @criticizing-blogger @aspitefullittlebeing @treestarrrrrrrr

94 notes · View notes