#woah so many typos i'm so sorry

[gloomforrestrunes]

hi im too shy 2 comment on youtube i hope its okay here ^__^ sorry for typos

thoughts on the nym video:

first of all, I think nex is going to justify his actions with 'well YOU would have done the same/we all have the capacity to react like that' etc basically saying that laxo has some sort of Evil inside him--or that hes jsut as bad for witnessing. Basically falseley comparing the two. it seems like he has more kills due, and maybe he shows them off to laxo because he's proud, and it quickly becomes a way to traumatise him into being more malleable ig. but laxo being in kane's village throws a wrench in his, because even though his experiences make it hard for laxo to truly relate to them, they're still showing him that ot everybody is like nex--kane especially showing him that romantic relationships don't have to be terrifying and violent (even if that takes a while). they basically undo nex's conditioning of laxo which is probably why we might see nex suddenly escalate his behaviour during the first arc in a depserate attempt to tether laxo to him (and also bc of added confidence from completing the ritual)

but what i really want tot talk about is the second half. in the image cycle (?) 3 of them show fresh wounds from laxo-- and he steadily gets angrier, as if he slowly realsing that wait, this is bad/i deserve better! .however the last image has no visible wounds wih a horrified expression, the half moon incident. showing the audience that nex can escalate even further and it's somehow more horrifying, horror is very effective when the audience has to imagine what happened, as is the case with the video (though we've had hints). we've seen in other videos that the half moon incident seems to be the point of no return for laxo,as he kills vis afterwards and gets banished, we also see a stark change in his demeanour, he seems a lot more hopeless. We don;t know if nex meant for that to happen but i'm certain the end result ( laxo in the dark realm) was at least planned, or hoped for. vis being involved is interesting-- did he attack laxo to spite nex? did he enable nex to do what he did and become a danger to laxo through that?

anyways this all leads in to laxo being the executioner (of some sort) in the dark realm (at least is my theory) nex basically pressures laxo into being complacent with violence until escalating it to be laxoa ctually comitting violence, so that he can keep him tethered with ' well look! youre JUST as bad as me! don't be a hypocrite! see we're perfect together, do you think 'good' people would want you?'

obviously nex has misunderstood laxo discovering he deserved beter through witnessing others as laxo NEEDING others to feel that, so laxo fortunately still manages to escape the dark realm.

sorry this is so brief i didnt want to make too many assumptions so i tried to keep to what we've been shown x(

WOAH what an analysis! i wont confirm nor deny anything as of now but im very impressed at how much you got from that little video!

[chunyaowo]

▽₊˚Chapter 1☁️♡

Hello! First of all, English is not my first language, so If there are any grammar, typos, or anything I am apologizing in advance. Second of all. It's been ages since I've written a fanfic, so please do excuse me if it sounds rough. Hope you're still  having a great time with reading!

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It is a beautiful day. The birds are chirping, and the sky is shining clear without any clouds to see, but you were less than happy. Today starts school again for you, and you're not motivated at all.

"I hope this day is going to end quickly" you're giving out a little sigh.

You arrived at school just in time and the first period is about to begin. It's your first school day after summer break, and like usual you're talking about Organisation things like new class teachers, students, etc. It is boring like always, nothing special nor interesting, so you decided to kill the time with doodling on your math booklet.

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As the time flies, it is now lunch. You took your bento out of your bag and decided to go and eat it somewhere more quiet.

Suddenly someone who is carrying many books bumped into you.( how cliché if you would ask me. But since the author likes clichés I'm going to shut up)

It happened so fast you're just seeing all the books falling on the floor, so do you as well.

"Ouch!"

"Oh my god, I am so sorry! Are you hurt?"

Your eyes were looking on the floor but suddenly gazed up to the masculine voice you're hearing. You're seeing a neither really tall nor a  really short guy with blue dyed hair tips and a worried expression on his face, reaching out his hand to you.

"Don't worry, I am fine, thank you"

You're thankfully taking his hand to get you up.

" I am very sorry for bumping into you, I just carried so much books, I barely could see anything, and as soon as I saw you it was too late and bumped into you."

You're seeing this guy bowing as a sign of forgiveness.

"Oh it's fine, don't worry!"

You bend down, helping with picking up the books, who lay all over the floor.

"Oh, It's not necessary, but thank you for helping!

The guy bends down and picks up the books as well. Suddenly your eyes catch something familiar. "Wait… this book… It's one of my favourite novels of all time! It's so well written!"

You paused.

"Oh… sorry, I overtook it."

Man, that's so embarrassing, but always when I see someone having the same interests as me, I always want to talk with them about it. I'll ask myself if he read it…probably not. He doesn't seem like someone who would read something like that. He's been carrying many books, maybe just because a teacher need them or something.

"No need to apologize. The novel is really something different, right?" The guy gives you a warm smile.

"Wow, so you know it?"

Your eyes started to shine.

"Of course, I love to read and write. And this one was sure a rollercoaster of emotions"

HE LOVES TO READ AND WRITE TOO? WHO IS THIS GUY

"Woah, I love to read and write as well! What is your name?"

"It's Ike. Ike Eveland. I'm in the third year. What about you?"

"Oh, my name is Y/N L/N. And I'm in the second year, so.. You're my senpai. It's nice to meet you, Eveland-Senpai."

"It's nice to meet you too, L/N- San." Ike gives you a warm smile in return.

"I've been thinking about this the whole time, may I ask what you were doing with all these books?"

"Oh, these are the new books that I wanted to classify in the library. I'm working there, you know?"

He's working in the library?

"Oh I see that's why. May I help you with carrying all these books?"

"That would be very kind of you." Ike gives you a heartwarming smile out of thankfulness.

Both of you are now in the library, you decided to help Ike a little bit more by helping him to classify the books in the shelves. Meanwhile, you and Ike having a little bit of small talk.

"Eh? So you like Anime and vocaloid as well?" You glanced at him with a shocked face. You never really met  someone that had so much in common with you.

"Yes, I absolutely do.They're one of my special interests!"

I never would have thought that I would find someone who is so passionate about these things just like me.

You both are glancing at each other with bright, shining eyes. It gives comfort to both of you, knowing that there is finally someone who you can talk about something that you are interested in.

"Riiiiiiing"

The time passed away sooner than it felt like. Both of you had so much fun with talking to each other.

"Oh, the break is already over? Time really flies, huh? Anyway. I need to go to class. Thank you for helping me with everything, and I'm very  sorry for bumping into you."

"You're welcome and no worries! I really appreciated our little conversation that we had!."

"Then I'm very glad." You're seeing how his lips shaped a little smile. Before Ike went back to his class, you're seeing how he turns around you and giving you a little wave.

"Let's talk again, okay?"

With these words he disappeared.

Eveland-senpai is really cool! Even though I don't really know him, but I kinda feel like that I can be myself around him.

Your stomach suddenly started growling.

Man! Because of all that I forgot to eat, I am so hungry…. Wait a second.. I WILL BE LATE FOR CLASS

The day was not how you expected it to be, but it was sure not bad. Hoping that maybe both of you will talk again.

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To be Continued

[latineslytherin]

It is honestly so refreshing to read someone who actually knows their stuff in gaming development, Fandom, I squeeked in excitement when u mentioned crunch (not bc I like that it's a standard in so many dev cycles and you KNOW that). But yeah. I would love if the whole discussion would be more nuanced. I understand that it's a lot about feelings but it never works when you tell someone that they can't have something (I think a good example would be meat eater vs. Vegan and how THAT vegan person™️ approaches). I am so exited to read more of your block!

I also apologize for any typos or spelling/grammar errors. I rely heavily on my autocomplete to know what it's doing - I am not a native speaker.

I know a few people in the industry and have been a gamer and in fandom since 20+years. I was a volunteer QA for a few games that had early access to alpha. And now I do QA (among other things) for a software company so like - I understand on a basic level whats up in the gaming industry. And if there's something I don't know, I know people in the industry currently that have ranted and vented to me about that I can ask.

The gaming industry is just so much more stressful and red-tape/bureaucracy and answering to shareholders/investors - people have no idea how hard it is to fight for certain features and representation in non-indie game development. So much that when a game DOES have it - its like WOAH who are the game devs who risked their job to bring that up over and over to the point they allocated resources for it? I wanna support that game for them!

Like I'm remembering how Mass Effect Andromeda - how one game writer fought so Vetra - an ALIEN (Turian) character - to be bisexual. The writer then left the ME team at the end of it because she was burned out for fighting for just that little bit that only a small minority of players would even come across! (And also lead writer was an asshole from the Halo writing team). And that's from Bioware - owned by EA who finally gave us insane representation in Sims after I dunno -HOW MANY YEARS?! And if you know the history of how THAT came to be - is just amazing.

Like I get it, we should support indie devs - but not all indie devs are going to be able to give us the kind of game we want that bigger devs CAN and do give us. Because the rep isn't the focus for a lot of games - it's the story (especially in RPG) and the gameplay - and if they can - maybe if they have the man hours/ resources work in the rep. I think about how there was ONE guy who spent hours of extra and unpaid time to make sure the Iron Bull romance was playable for all races/gender in Dragon Age Inquisition because otherwise there just wasn't resources allocated to make that be a thing - and yet because he sacrificed his own time he did it.

Also like the Crunch thing - I understand. In my industry there is crunch - currently I'm in 50+ hour work week crunch time for the next 4 months (I don't get overtime, I'm salaried). But I commiserate with the gaming industry when it's crunch time because I get it and they have it so much worse. So hell yeah I'm gonna support them when I get something - however little.

Anyway yes…people are talking about the gaming industry without like truly understanding the nuance of what its like to work in the industry even a little.

(wow this got long and ranty, sorry about that. also you're good on spelling. I understood.)

[outoftuneangel]

I think I'm really gonna sound as a whiny bitch, but one thing is saying "I ship Akira with Miki so much, they love each other!" and another thing is saying "Stop it, it's obvious Akira has only Miki in his heart and Ryou will never have him, you're ruining Devilman with your yaoi shit."

[himbokkun]

pairing: kuroo tetsurou x fem!reader wordcount: 1.5k warnings: mainly angst, but there's smut too, alcohol use, petnames (baby, kitten, sweetheart, angel), nipple play and praise for a sec and that's it ig a/n: haha definitely this wasn't based on true events haha i'm totally not coping with writing. anyways this is my first time ever writing a fic?? and i literally wrote this at 4 am while i was almost drunk. so not proofread. sorry if there are typos or shit that doesn't make sense. i will read when i wake up but i'm just too excited to post??? enjoy AND DON'T FORGET TO GIVE ME FEEDBACK<3

kuroo sent you a text. “babe when you leave work go to my place okay missed you!’’ you love kuroo. you know you love him. but the thing is this scares you. how much you love him, how much you depend on him. it’s scary for you because it is too much. he’s too nice to you. he always tries to be the best even though he already is. he makes you the happiest. he gives you everything he can. at the back of your head you always think that you don’t deserve him, his kindness, his support.

you’re scared. not because love is scary. it’s because loving him is too easy. he makes it too easy but love has never been this easy for you. your relationship with him is too good to be true. that’s why you always think he’s gonna leave you. he’ll get tired of dealing with you. he’ll get sick of you doing nothing. whenever you have a breakdown he’ll think you’re weird. he won’t understand how you deal with things and eventually, he’ll leave. or one day he’ll realize he never loved you and he will leave. in every scenario, he leaves. and you won’t be able to stop him. you won’t be able to make him love you again. and you know that you can't heal from that. you’re scared of getting more attached than you already are. that’s why you’ll leave him first. you’ll leave before he can. but you wanna feel him. you wanna feel his touch, wanna enjoy being in his presence one last time. because he makes you feel good. he always makes you feel the best. and you want that one more time. you reply. “okay, i’ll wait you at your place.’’ so you did. you went to his place. wearing the lingerie he bought for you. and you waited. when he came home, you felt your heart breaking. he was so excited to see you. you engraved his bright smile to your mind. the smile that made your day.. the thought of never being able to see that smile again made your heart clench. but it needed to be done. for the better. and when he kissed you with all the passion he has, you felt guilty. there were so many times you felt that way through the night. and this was one of them. he asked you “baby, is everything alright?’’ you nodded. “sorry, i just felt like i needed to ask. i’m glad everything’s okay.’' and he smiled and kissed you again. you felt the guilt again. you both talked about your days while drinking wine. after both of you got a little tipsy at the couch, his hands started to move around your sides while he kissed you. he placed you in his lap. you pulled his hair while kissing him, eliciting the most sinful moan out of him. he whispered “i fucking love you” into your mouth, choking on his breath. and that alone would be enough to make you wet. he really is so pretty like this. desperate for your touch, lust and admiration in his eyes, all yours. you felt guilty again. because only you knew this was the last time he’ll feel you like this. he gets loud when he drinks, you knew that. but still you were surprised how loud the moan that came out of his mouth when you started grinding. and this made you wanting more. still grinding on now his hard cock, you moaned “tetsu –nrgh ah. j-just fuck me already.’' he chuckled. “okay. let’s get you to the bedroom first, hm?’’ “no. no, i can’t- want you to fuck me here.” you said. “feeling needy today, huh, kitten?’’ you nodded while kissing and biting his neck, giving him bruises. after all, you wanted to feel him more, one last time, right. but giving him marks was evil. it felt like you gave him a reminder of this night, of you leaving. you felt guilty, once again. he lifted you off of his lap so he could unzip his pants. you were lazily kissing him while undoing his shirts buttons. after you were done undressing him, he undressed you in a minute. he touched your sensitive cunt. “you’re already so wet for me sweetheart.’’ you blushed at his comment. he pumped two of his fingers in your pussy, earning a moan from you. “tetsu- wait, stop. i don’t need stretch. just fuck me. please.’’ you said. he looked confused. ‘’whatever you say, kitten.’’ and with that he removed his fingers and licked them. you looked at him weirdly and he said “what? you taste good. can’t i taste my pretty kitten?’’ not being able to form a thought, you only moaned. he moved his now shiny lips to your tits. kissing one and groping the other. “hm? is it that bad if i wanna taste my baby, when she’s all wet for me?’’ he said. you once again, moaned. he bited your nipple while pinching the other. you were growing impatient. pulling his hair you said “are you gonna fuck me or do i need to do that all by myself?’’ “ooh someone’s impatient.

why don’t you do the latter?’’ “oh. i will.’’ with that you put his leaky tip inside of you. earning a groan from him. you began to take his length in. “ yeah that’s my kitten. taking me so well.’’ he praised. after you took all of his length, you waited for him to thrust. he didn’t. so you slowly began to ride him. holding onto his shoulders for support. your agonizingly slow pace made him impatient. wrapping one arm around your waist, other on your back, burying his face on your chest, he controlled the thrusts. you hold his face that was at your chest with both of your arms. you two were holding onto each other. with this position, it almost looked like you two were hugging each other. his thrusts got faster. you pulled his hair and he looked up to you. “tet- tetsu, fuck, i’m so close.’’ you said. he replied, speaking through his teeth “oh yeah? why don’t you come for me then? come all around this dick, huh? you can do that for me, right?’’ with his words you climaxed. your insides squeezing him made him orgasm as well. kissing your forehead he moved you off of his lap. you bursted into tears after some time he got blankets around both of you. you two stayed like that for a minute. “let’s get you clean- woah hey, hey angel? what’s wrong? did i hurt you? tell me, what’s wrong?’’ he said moving his hand to your cheek. you thought about if you should tell him you were gonna leave right now for a minute, still leaning for his touch. and decided it would be the best to tell him now. “tetsu, i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.” you said. “y/n? why are you saying this out of nowhere? we were just having a good time, what’s going on?’’ he replied. “i just can’t do this. i’m sorry. you can do much better. i can’t always feel like i’m holding you back from the stuff you wanna do. i can’t always feel like i owe you for loving me. i can’t just sit and wait for you to break my heart. i can’t-’’ “so you’ll leave? over something that didn’t even happen?’’ he cut you off. he looked hurt. you couldn’t answer him. with glossy eyes, choking back on a tear he said “you know, it’s not fair that you were the only one knowing this was the last time i’ll ever touch you.’’ you couldn’t answer him, again. you just cried more. “i’m sorry, tetsu. i fucking hate seeing you like this. i hate to see your heartbreak.’’ you said, crying still. you continued “i know i’ve said i wouldn’t let my past affect my relationship with you. but i failed. i love you and i’m sorry for letting you down like this. i’ll always remember you good. i hope you can too. you’ll always have a special place in my heart. i wish you the best this world can ever give.’’ “y/n, it seems like you’ve already made up your mind. so all i’m gonna say is i love you. i always have, i always will. i hope you’ll be with someone who’ll love you more than me. so that you never doubt their love and actually be happy with them.’’ he replied. you both cried, not looking at each other. you dressed and grabbed your stuff. with red, puffy eyes and rough voice he said “don’t worry about your stuff. i’ll drop them by your house tomorrow.’’ you thanked him. he walked you to the door and opened it for you. “be careful okay, it’s kinda late now.’’ he said. “yeah i will, thanks.’’ you two awkwardly stood at the door frame for a moment. you should’ve leave right then. but you didn’t. instead you hugged him. you wanted to feel his warm hugs one last time. you wanted to feel safe in his arms, just one more time. he hugged you back, he held you as long as he can. you whispered “i’m sorry.’’ to his chest, not knowing if he even heard it. you pulled apart after some time. he patted your back. you looked at him once more, burying his image into your mind. “so. this is it, huh.’’ he said. “yeah.’’ “goodbye, y/n l/n.’’ “goodbye, kuroo tetsurou.’’

[oliveheart-worldbuilding]

Nah, some of us weirdos are still around. Can you tell me about "A closer look at the beggining of legends" and "The one time Asclaw fucked up and the other in which he regretted everything"? The first one sounds interesting and that last one just sounds hilarious. Oh and "Of inheritance and cladistics" just because it taught me a new word.

Oh woah! This is so sweet! Legit made me tear up. I’ll take a break from memorizing insecticides then!

Since you both asked similar questions, I'm going to answer both at the same time! let me just @spottedspotsposts, hope that's okay!

As a remainder, I’m native Spanish and it is… 4:21 in the morning here which means my beta reader (brother) is asleep. Beware typos! I’ll try my best!

I’m also adding a read more because this is LONG and I don’t want to make my followers scroll forever.

Let’s see…

· A closer look at the beginning of legends (did I write a typo? I did. This is embarrassing, sorry!)

This one is actually not a fic, but rather a very long and convoluted script where I document all the ideas I get surrounding the various mythos my OC clans (the Iberian Clans) have.

It basically recounts how their deities started being deities! But, instead of taking a 100% literary approach, it takes a historian one. It’s a bit difficult to explain! Let me see if I can fish out a bit that makes sense:

“…Few remember how Summer used to be. Originally a personification of its namesake, Summer was associated with the fructification of various tress, wildfires, heat, dry storms and bovids (specifically, mouflons and chamois). His presence within the clans was often simply associated with the coming of its season, bearing no specific personality of its own….

It all changed when the flame bearer was set alight. Originally known as Clay, sister of Boorkclan’s founder Frog, she was a rather unimportant cat. Believed by everyone to be Frog’s meek but mischievous shadow, Clay spent most of her days following her brother’s every word, that is, until she didn’t.

No seer agrees on the actual reason Clay decided to rebel against her brother. Some believe the innumerable wars against the sacred Mountain Family started to take its toll on her spirit, others that the recent loss of half their territory to humans had driven her mad, few that she had a death wish. Whatever the case, Clay took half of Brookclan’s population and, simply, left…

…At some point in history, their identities started to mingle. The just founded Clayclan took fire as their identity and, with it, they took Summer. In the subsequent retellings of Clay’s sacrifice and life, Summer started to be a prominent figure. Originally featuring him as a guiding deity, one who blesses her with the power to survive the flames, he slowly took a more proactive role until nobody could differentiate between Founder and Season…”

That’s the gist of it! When I have a new idea I simply open it up and write whatever! Or take a previous idea and actually write it out. Sometimes it looks like an academic textbook or a paper, others like a dialogue between two colleagues arguing about whether Little Shine’s first appearance predates the death of Winter or not, and so on.

· The one time Asclaw fucked up and the other in which he regretted everything

Tw: child abuse, character death, mention of manipulative behavior.

So! Here’s the thing: the story I originally planned for these OCs has a bunch of main characters. There are many of them and their stories are varied and all mildly to very interesting. Ashclaw is not a main character. Ashclaw is a piece of shit person that I added to explore certain relationships. But, for some reason, I’m obsessed with him.

Ashclaw is a Seaclan warrior, brother to the clan’s deputy and one of its best hunters, mate to one of the prettiest cats in the whole territory, and father to 3 young and bright cats. Ashclaw is also deeply unsatisfied with his life.

This fic simply talks about him. His younger life, when he still believed he could do great things; his teenage years, when he started to realize he couldn’t; and his adult ones, when he fucked up big time.

It’s a bit difficult to synthesize but, Ashclaw spent his whole life thinking he would one day be leader but quickly found out that nothing comes without great effort in life. Tough he made a somewhat spirited try; he never quite got it. In turn, he started to feel worthless when compared to his far more successful family. He becomes a very nasty and envious cat.

Ashclaw then decides that, if he cannot succeed, he will simply live his life through the accomplishments of others. He is… very toxic for everyone that gets involved with him. First with his siblings who quickly caught up on his intentions, souring their relationship. Then with his girlfriend/wife who he pressures into becoming her worst version so that she can become Seaclan’s all-mother. Next by messing up a heartfelt opportunity at reconciliation by overworking his apprentice. And, finally, with his first-born son.

Ashclaw expected his son to be the sum of all good things in his wife and the few in him. He expected a healthy and strong kit, one that would one day become leader so that he could look at them with nothing but pride. Lampreytail was born sick and weak. Ashclaw lost whatever good was left in him that day.

I’ll jump over the rest because this is getting long but! Seaclan has very important rules about family. A child is a gift, and the relationship between parent and child is sacred. Hitting a child is a big no no in any clan, compulsively attacking your child until you scar him because you got mad at them is… well, a death sentence in Seaclan. This is the moment Ashclaw fucks up big time. He gets lucky! Extremely so! And is allowed to, not only live, but stay in Seaclan so long as he doesn’t interact with any children. But there are consequences to his actions: his siblings’ reputation is put at a stake, his marriage is ruined, his son is scarred for life, and nobody will ever look at him again except with disgust. Oops.

All his relationships are broken, he is completely isolated except for his brother who still believes there is good in him.

Spoiler! There isn’t. Ashclaw continues to be a shithead and, during a particular nasty fight against Clayclan, he decides he is tired of his brother’s “pity” and leaves him to fight alone when he calls for his help. His brother dies that night. So, he starts to regret everything.

The whole thing is written in first person, Ashclaw looks at his brother’s dead body and starts to realize that at some point he was enough, he had people that loved him, he was valued in his clan… and so he remembers all his life while thinking about all the things he could have done differently and deeply regretting it all. It’s… depressing, but! He is an interesting character to write about.

I just realized you were prooobably expecting something funny out of this… I’m sorry…

· Of inheritance and cladistics

The last one! As I said, this one has nothing to do with warriors. I started writing things down a couple years ago but kinda abandoned it and I’m not sure I’ll ever return to it.

Of inheritances and cladistics is a diary-like, newspaper-like and letter-like story where one would have to read through all the given material and try and piece together a story while learning about the local fauna. In this world, most mythos are real and creatures like unicorns and fairies coexist with humans. However, due to age-old prejudices, very little is known about them. These creatures are sensitive and, with the rise of pollution and habitat destruction, many are facing extinction without even being documented. Throughout the story I try to classify some of them while giving different reasoning as to why they evolved that way, studying their ethology and physiology, explaining why they are dying out, how to preserve their populations, etc.

In general, the letter portions follow the life of mycologist Belladonna Schneider (called Donna by her friends) and her ethologist wife, Sophie Phocadóttir, as she inherits her grand-father’s wildlife reservoir in Germany. The letters are addressed to Donna’s sister and talk about her feelings as she works in her grandfather’s nature reservoir and as she comes to term with her newly discovered nature: she’s a changeling.

The diary parts talk about her grandfather and other ancestors as they write about the many one incredibly horrible things they did to the mythological creatures in the area, sometimes out of fear, others out of cruelty.

And the newspaper ones talk about the investigation of her grandfather’s death, the disappearance of her grandmother, and the death of a tourist that has absolutely nothing to do with Donna. Nope! Not at all 😊.

Again, a bit difficult to write it all out! The gist of it is that Donna has recently found out she is a changeling which, honestly, makes a lot of sense! She spent her whole life feeling ostracized by her family and community and the news scare her but also free her. A couple weeks later she receives a letter from her grandfather’s lawyer, after months of being disappeared, his granfather has been found dead, her grandmother is still nowhere to be found and that leaves Donna as the new owner of his natural reservoir. So, trying to get away from it all, she and her wife leave for her grandfather’s lands in Germany where they find the reservoir in a terrible state. They decide to care for it and document as many mythological species as they can. However, they start to have monetary problems and are forced to open the reservoir to the public. They try for it to be a controlled experience, where people can be guided and taught about the creatures, but problems are quick to arise.

And that’s all! It came out very long! Sorry about that. Hope that was interesting! Thank you so much for asking!!!!!

Also! yes! I would to talk about silly little cats with anyone! I'm just super shy and a bit awkward so I never start conversations haha....