#woodlands animal hospital

[animalhospitalus]

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Conclusion

At 242 Animal Hospital, we are committed to excellence in every aspect of our service. From our compassionate team to our state-of-the-art facilities, we strive to provide the best possible care for your pet. Our dedication to Woodlands animal care and pet wellness in the Woodlands sets us apart as a trusted partner in your pet's health journey. We invite you to visit us and experience the difference at 242 Animal Hospital. Your pet's health and happiness are our top priorities, and we look forward to being your partner in their care.

[giuseppe-yuki]

I’m just imagining Paul’s girlfriend getting all the bird and woodland animal shifter girlfriends such as Georges deer shifter band together and won’t leave Paul Aron alone to make it look like a Disney princess and everyone teasing him about it.

that would actually be so funny! the whole gang would be there.

picture credits from pinterest :)

“…and then, ollie turns to me and calls me a ‘disney princess!’” paul exclaims, brushing a lock of blonde hair away from his eyes. “can you believe that?”

he scoffs, and adjusts his seat at the little table you both were sitting at. it coincidentally makes a ray of sunshine light up his golden curls, which did not help his argument of not looking like a disney princess.

you act surprised at his statement, as if you weren't the person that literally hinted at the resemblance to ollie. “what? you? a disney princess? that’s a silly thing to say!”

he opens his mouth to respond, but a trickle of vip fans stroll past your little seating area in the paddock, and frantically greet him. a little wave and polite smile from him sends them in a frenzy.

“paul! paul!” they shout, waving a poster. “can you please sign this?”

like the kind-hearted person he is, your boyfriend clears the table of some of his plates from lunch in order to sign the poster. however, his shy smile automatically turns into a frown when he sees the contents of the poster.

“what. is. this.” he says unamusedly, waving the sharpie above the sparkly words that announce him as ‘princess paul.’

you immediately cover your mouth, trying to stifle the giggle that threatens to come out.

the teenage girl who was carrying the sign beams at paul. “well, everyone always sees you in the paddock with a little songbird flitting above your head! ollie has stated in several interviews that it makes you look like a princess.”

“i’m going literally going to kill ollie ,” your boyfriend mutters. uncapping the marker, he hesitantly scribbles his signature on the very corner of glittery poster before sending the fans on their way.

later in the day, you decide it is the perfect time to enact your silly little plan.

it starts with george's girlfriend, who you easily convinced to prance behind paul as he walks through the paddock. your boyfriend surprisingly doesn't notice, too busy signing merch and signature books of awestruck fans. with his shy blushing cheeks, you think he is just like snow white in the forest scene with a deer by his side.

next is daniel ricciardo's girlfriend, who scrambles out of the vcarb hospitality as soon as she sees your signal. she treads carefully one step behind paul's feet, which earns a curious glance from your boyfriend. he continues to amble through the paddock, his hand in yours. although he looks nothing like pocahontas, you think he matches her personality pretty well, both being kind and headstrong.

when alex's girlfriend starts fluttering above his head, paul realizes something is going on. he glances behind him quickly, only to find the deer, raccoon, and bird following him. scrunching his eyebrows in confusion, he shoots you a glance, which you follow up by shrugging innocently. paul marks it as coincidence, and proceeds to wave to zak o'sullivan from across the paddock. alex's girlfriend purposely flies in a circle above his head, which you think makes him look like aurora with his blond curls.

zhou's girlfriend propels herself from her surprised boyfriend's arms after you beckon her forward next, waddling in place next to danny's girlfriend. by this time, paul notices the absolute swarm of animals behind him, as do the fans. the little teacup pig's presence reminds you of pua from moana, which only helped your argument of paul looking like a disney princess.

paul yanks his hand out of yours, and comes to a stop in the middle of the paddock, arms crossed and pouting. "what is going on? why the hell are they-" he gestures vaguely at the animals sitting patiently next to him, waiting for him to start walking again- "following me?"

"i don't know!" you exclaim innocently. "that is so weird!"

before paul can question you further, alex's girlfriend perches herself on paul's outstretched hand and tweets a little tune.

right on time, dino strolls by, and shoots finger guns at a distraught-looking paul. "hey hey, aron! so this is what ollie meant by you being a literal disney princess! look at that crowd of animals behind you!" he laughs at paul trying to shoo the cockatiel aside before skipping away.

covering his reddening face in embarrassment, he tries to sprint off. but, he bumps into kimi's girlfriend, who wags her long tail in amusement and flashes her glimmering fangs. paul whips around, finding you giggling in front of crowd of fans who had their phones out. there was no doubt that he was already trending on twitter under the hashtag #princesspaul. "what the hell-" he cries to you, exasperated. "is this a set-up? are you trying to make me look like jasmine with kimi's gir- i uh mean, tiger or something?"

as if the tiger wasn't enough, ollie shows up with his girlfriend in tow. he sets the bear cub at an annoyed-looking paul's feet, laughing at the sight in front of him.

"oh yeah, totally. just put her there, that's great." your boyfriend quips sarcastically. "let me guess, merida?"

paul groans as he sees yet another picture of himself surrounded by disney princess animals in the paddock on instagram. he flips his screen to you, who is laying lazily on the hotel bed beside him, combing your fingers through his curls.

"yet another one," he sighs, tapping through the chain of comments beneath the post that was just variations of 'princess paul'. he glances up at you, a pecks a kiss on your cheek. "this is why i love you way more than ollie- you'd never do this to me."

his smile falters when you respond with a guilty grin.

pushing away from you, he sits up on the bed to get a better look at your face. "wait- you'd never do that to me, right?"

a little blurb as part of my spinoff shapeshifter!reader series :)

[skullytotheark]

The biography of the woodland maniac

warning: mentions of abuse, death and violence

Tobias ‘Eric’ Robinson was a child of abuse. Always the victim of his toxic masculinity ideology, Forcing him to drop out of school and into jobs he doesn’t want to ‘toughen up” since he was 15, Forced to tag along in hunting at the age of 8 and witnessing innocent creatures being slaughtered for sport. Because of his father he despised the very name he was given, He despised every feature that was passed down to him through genetics. 

Although his father was cruel, It was always his mother and sister who gave him the loving and comfort he always sought. Connie, His mother was kind, She loved him unlike his father. Tobias praises his mother for how much she strayed him away from his father’s teachings. His sister taught him basic math even though she was much younger then him, Still teaches him basic stuff to this very day..

But everything changed after he went missing. Tobias was found a couple feet away from a dead hiker. Although his memories were foggy He swore he’d never hurt anyone in such a way. But no one would ever believe a mentally disturbed teenager like Tobias, A boy who slowly grew to love violence because it gave him a sense of strength, A boy who was a repulsive liar and hostile towards others. A boy who was a feral and untamed dog

After his mother was hospitalized by his father, Tobias seeked vengeance. Tried to kill his father in the house he was staying at, But at the end Tobias lost and retreated into the forest barely alive from the amount of blood he lost. But on that night, Tobias Robinson died. In his place a feral shell of a man was born. Weeks hiding in the woods turned him into a wild animal. Eventually Tobias stalked his fathers until he was in the deepest parts of the mines before caving his skull in with a sharpened rock. But little did Tobias know, His sister was with their father too. Unable to control himself Tobias killed his younger sibling before retreating into the caves of the mines

When Tobias awakened he was in a large cave with a tree-like entity towering over him, Giving him promises of control over his life again. In return it wanted his everlasting loyalty and devoted faith to it. For the price of freedom, It was more than worth it to Tobias’s eyes. To this very day Tobias has been a devoted and faithful follower to the great watchman

[lulublack90]

Prompt 17 - Hospital AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 17, word count 995

CW- Cuts, Animal attack, Bite marks

Sirius stretched across the gurney, carefully holding his cup of coffee so he didn’t pour the scalding liquid down himself. 

“Hey, James. How long have we been on shift?” He asked his equally prostrate best friend. James groaned as he lifted his arm to check his watch. 

“8 hours.” He yawned. They were on the night shift, and the cases were either dull easy to diagnose stuff that could have waited for a GP in the morning or total calamities. 

He raised his head to take a sip of his drink when his pager went off. 

“Damn it,” He cursed as he dodged the liquid that came flying out of the cup. “That was close. I almost marred my beautiful face.” 

“Come on, urgent call to A&E,” James told him, grabbing him and jogging down the hall. 

The room was utter Bedlam. People were shouting at each other. A nurse was carrying a handful of bloody cloth to the hazardous waste bin. More nurses were fitting IVs and monitors to the patient lying still in the bed. Nurse Evans moved out of the way, and Sirius got his first glance at what they were working with. 

In the bed lay a twenty-something young man. Who could have been quite good-looking but now had long gashes across his face, one of which sliced his face in half from the corner of his eye, across his nose and finishing just above his lip. Sirius sucked in a breath as he took it in. 

“That’s not the worst of it.” Nurse Evans warned. Sirius glanced down as his eyes darted across the rest of his body. There were more slashing cuts, and the soft flesh of his waist and abdomen had huge puckered holes dotted about in stretched-out crescent arches. 

“Are those bite marks?!” James exclaimed, moving closer to the man. Nurse Evans nodded. 

“His back is all cut up, same as his front. Whatever attacked him got him good.” She sighed. “Poor man, he’s going to be in a lot of pain and shock when he wakes up.” She handed over his notes to James and busied herself cleaning the wounds. 

Sirius couldn’t take his eyes off the man.

“Do these look like dog bites?” He questioned as his fingers ghosted above the damaged skin.

“They look too big but definitely canine. Wolf, maybe?” James screwed up his face as he tried to figure it out. 

“There aren’t any wolves in Britain.” Sirius objected. “Where was he found?” 

“Er, notes say in the car park next to the—oh, for crying out loud. Next to the woodland park.” James scanned the text.

“Still no wild wolves in Britain,” Sirius muttered, only half paying attention to James. 

He grabbed some of the disinfection materials and helped Nurse Evans clean out the wounds. James began spouting off multiple tests he wanted to carry out and leaned over Sirius. Speaking quietly so only Sirius could hear him, he murmured.

“Be careful, yeah. I’ve seen that look before. Don’t get too invested.” Sirius shook his head. 

“I’m a doctor, James, I care. That’s all it is.” He lied. 

“Make sure it is,” James replied, knowing full well Sirius wasn’t telling the truth. 

Nurse Pettigrew appeared with his camera and began documenting the wounds in case it was a police matter. 

“Should I send these to a bite specialist?” He asked Sirius and James. James nodded. 

“Yes, that way, we will know what we’re dealing with. Send a couple of the slashes as well. I swear they look like claw marks.” Nurse Pettigrew disappeared as quickly as he’d appeared after taking countless photos and only disturbing the cleaning once to get shots of the man’s back. 

It took hours to get the man’s wounds cleaned and sutured. He’d had multiple scans, including a brain scan. To make sure he didn’t have a brain bleed. But he didn’t wake up. They weren’t worried yet. His body had sustained a lot of damage, and nothing in his scans showed any reason for him not to be conscious. 

Sirius’s shift had ended hours ago, but he stayed sitting at the man’s side. James had tried to convince him to leave. 

“Sirius, he’s a patient. You need to leave. Please don’t get overly attached to him. You don’t even know anything about him.”

“He’s all alone, James,” Sirius sighed. He already knew he was treading the line between a caring practitioner and becoming too personal with a patient. “No one has called looking for him. The police say no one matching his description has been reported missing. It’s been hours. How can no one be missing him?” James sighed at Sirius as he roughly ran his hand through his hair.

“I know, I know. Just be careful, Sirius.” He clapped his friend on the back and left him to it.

Sirius slept in the uncomfortable visitor’s chair. He kept waking up to check on his patient, but he was always asleep. Morning came, and one of the Nurses brought him breakfast and took the patient’s vitals. It wasn’t until the afternoon, a full 24 hours after he’d been brought in. The man’s eyelids fluttered. Sirius watched with bated breath as slowly, slowly, the man regained consciousness.

“It’s okay,” Sirius said in his most calming voice. “We think you’ve been attacked. You’ve got a lot of cuts, so I need you to keep still so you don’t rip any stitches. But you’re safe, and so far, no complications.” He realised he’d taken the man’s hand and promptly dropped it. “Sorry,” He mumbled under his breath. He watched the man wiggle his now free fingers. Sirius’s training finally kicked in. 

“I’m Doctor Black, Sirius. Do you know what your name is?” He asked as he pressed the call button. The man thought for a second. 

“Remus Lupin.” He said faintly. 

“Well, it’s lovely to meet you, Remus Lupin.” Sirius smiled at him as Nurse Evans wandered in.   

[anjelicawrites]

True Love's Kiss

Series masterlist

Chapter II

Paring: Maleficent!Aemond Targaryen x woodland fairy!reader

Synopsis: you try to find somewhere to hide and surprise Aemond.

Warnings: none.

A/N: reader is AFAB, they/them pronouns used.

When you depart, still shrouded by the veil of the night, your whole family is silently crying, as well as the queen, who has kept princess Aurora in her arms until the very last second and has forced you to take her from her arms. She looks distraught, aged ten years in a handful of hours, the king, standing by her side, stares at you with eyes darkened with madness. You are so afraid of the consequences of their foolish decision: the law of hospitality must always be upheld!

For a fleeting second you wonder why the king has addressed Aemond with such venom in his voice, but it’s a hazy thought, soon overridden by other concerns. Like finding that woodland again, the one that called you on your way to the castle, oh so many hours ago.

You and your people had traveled for days to arrive in time to the christening, yet you had stopped when you passed nearby the patch of land, not mesmerized, but you had felt something, like a pull, unlike the rest of your family, a power forgotten for too long now calling you, and you alone of all the magical folks.

Carefully, you try to locate that source of energy, letting the horse go on his own, too focused on that pulse in your head, like a second heartbeat, to truly steer the animal, until you can feel that dormant magic again, its colors exploding in your head like a star, showing you the way.

You curl your hands around the reins to guide the horse on the right direction, hoping that the collective spell your family cast over you, worked and protected you from one specific prying eye.

Your family’s collective effort worked, you were discovered the second the spell on that patch of land disappeared when you entered the woods.

“You should see this.” Vhagar’s voice is raspy and old, yet beloved to Aemond.

“What is it?”

He walks briskly to where the water receptacle stands on its column, Vhagar, in her human form is watching with rapt curiosity, her decrepit body kept in a vertical position by the knobby rod she’s clutching in her arthritic hands.

“It can’t be happening.” It’s all Aemond manages to say.

“Yet it is”

“It shouldn’t!” Aemond bends his back closer to the water, where your image floats alongside the gentle waved. “What are they hiding?”

His eye focuses on the bundle strapped in front of your chest, his magic trying to enhance what his eye can’t see, until a strand of his hair falls into the water and you disappear.

A curse escapes his lips

“I wonder how they managed.” Vhagar says, almost amused.

It has been such a long time since anything surprised her and twice in the same day, you manage to complete the feat. Quite the surprising little woodland fairy you are.

“We’ll need to investigate.”

In his younger years Aemond would have already teleported himself, his emotion besting him. He’s now older and far more calculating, most important of all: he’s alone, he can’t take any risks.

“If we can enter.” Vhagar reminds him.

“We never tried, all these years.”

“No one set foot there. No human or otherwise.” Vhagar adds. “What makes you think it’s going to be any different now?”

“Because it did for them, and for the little beastie.”

“Maybe it works only with them”

“Why? Because that ridiculous woodland fairy is special? Destined for greatness?”

“They are courageous. No one tried to stop you, they did, armed only of their weak magic.”

“It’s because that fairy doesn’t know what’s good for them, like all their kind!” Aemond spats. “They aren’t special.”

Vhagar levels him with a stare, still such a young heart, burning with emotions. She’s far too old to remember how it felt like.

“Shall we go, tomorrow?” She asks, her knobby hands tight on the head of the cane.

“Yes, we shall.” Aemond heads for his bedroom shaking his head.

He’s seen you and princess Aurora strapped against your chest, bundled up under layers and layers to keep her warm, in the water. Such foolishness! He’s not going to harm a hair on the child’s head, not when, in sixteen years, he’ll see the desperation on he father’s face. Aemond’s revenge will taste so sweet.

You moan when the canopy of leaves open to let you enter, the magic if the forest seeping through your pores and you bend over, every fiber of your being burning with such power, every nerve coming alive in ways you’ve never experienced. You have to grab your horse’s mane, or you’ll tumble down and you can’t afford that, not with the precious cargo strapped against your chest!

Aurora whines when she’s squished between you and the horse, her small lament snaps you back into yourself and you manage to take a hold of yourself and stop the horse. What is this place? You wonder. Who used to live here and leave such a mark?

Aurora whines again, you can feel her tiny head try to move and just fall against your bosom, her mouth open, hungrily looking for a breast to suck; you swear, she’s still a small child, for what you know about human biology, they tend to eat often. Her nanny had given you bottles of milk for her, your magic had kept them from going bad, but now you need somewhere warm to feed the child.

As if pulled by an invisible string, your internal compass forces your head to turn, your eyes seeing a path covered by the overgrown vegetation. Could it lead you somewhere? Not that you expect to find any magic folk, or even humans living here, but maybe you’ll be able to find some sort of temporary shelter, at least for today.

You are tired, having to counterfeit Aemond’s spell had drained you, and then the long ride here and the weird reaction of your body to the forest! You need to sleep and gain your energies back; the child as well, needs to rest properly and eat and have her clothes changed. What have I gotten myself into? You feel tendrils of uncertainty spread: maybe your mother was right, perhaps you should have gone back home and leave this mess for the humans to solve. You shake your head, what ifs will not help you now, you have to do it.

Almost by himself the horse heads towards the overgrown path, and you let it: you don’t have a direction, this might as well do, as long as you can find some sort of refuge for what remains of the night: you are so tired your eyes are closing by themselves!

You might have fallen asleep, lulled by the gentle movements of the horse’s body and its warmth, waking up with a shudder when the animal stops in front of a run down cottage. You can see the ivy growing on the old bricks and the moss on the roof, the stone steps are broken and the windows are so dirty it’s impossible to look inside. The whole ensemble would look creepy, if it weren’t for the pull you feel towards it, as if you can see through the rough exterior.

Aurora wails, desperate and hungry, forces your hand: creepy or not, the place has a roof and walls, you can spy a chimney and you just know that the hearth works; if you are lucky you might even find a hole where you can fall asleep.

To your immense surprise, the furniture are old and dirty, but are there! An abandoned cottage like this, should have been stripped barren of all objects not nailed down, instead everything is where it is supposed to be granted, there’s spiderwebs everywhere, but those you can easily deal with using a sweep of your hand; you are just happy you’ve found a place for yourself and the child!

You can’t help but open your mouth at the firewood piled next to the hearth or the fact that all the furniture are still in the cottage: how’s that even possible? The place is abandoned, there’s no trace of life here, yet no one has barged in and ransacked the place. Why?

You’re running on the fumes of your magic, nevertheless you let tendrils of it poke at the energy the cottage is exuding and all you can feel is this low, calm hum, a leftover from someone who had wield magic and has passed away.

Aurora starts screaming and your connection to the cottage breaks, before the old stones can tell you all their tragic story.

If you hadn’t to care for a newborn child, you’d probably focus more on why your powers reacted to the forest the way they did, or why no one stumbled upon the cottage or ransacked it, but you had to soon realized how demanding human newborns are, when you have no one to share the burden with, while caring for the cottage and revamping the vegetable garden in the back, before the food Aurora’s parents had given you, finished.

Truth to be told, if you weren’t running around like a headless chicken, you would have felt Aemond’s presence hiding in the shadows, observing your disorganization with a smirk on his lips.

Aemond taglist: @fan-goddess

[schemmentisjacket]

Chapter 6 - First Day pt 3

Authors Note: Little something something about non binary queer new teacher coming in, leading to Melissa finding the one.

M:

They stooped slightly in front of you, tattooed hands out, blank palms up.

‘We’re gonna take it steady okay?’

You put your hands out and take hold of their forearms to steady yourself. They support you under your elbows and help you to your feet.

You stumble slightly as you make it to your feet, their strong hands moving to your waist carefully as you re-centre yourself.

They’re so strong, god get it together. You’re a mess, you think to yourself.

‘Do you want to hold onto my arm and I’ll support you with my arm around your back?,’

They ask, arm moving firmly around your back as they move you into your side. They pick your bag up from beside the desk in their other hand.

You nod and grasp firmly around their bicep, other hand holding their soft knit jumper to your forehead.

They support you down the corridor and out into the car pack, the cool breeze a relief against your flushed cheeks, not sure if from the accident or the warmth of their body against yours, strong, sturdy and supportive.

They’re an inch or two inches taller than you in your docs, so you slot comfortably into the side of their body as you walk along.

They lead you over to their jeep, popping the locks and opening the door for you. They drop your bag in the footwell and help you up into the passenger seat. The leather seats were cool through your jeans and blazer and you rested your head against the rest. The throb in your head steady, you close your eyes relishing the coolness.

‘Hey, no sleeping beauty,’ Charlie murmured as they started the car from the drivers seat, and angled the air con to gently blow in your direction before pulling out of the carpark toward the hospital.

You opened your eyes and took the opportunity to take in their profile from your seat.

Glasses sat perfectly their nose, accentuated their chiseled jaw line and the graduated fade of their hair, you could see a small mole or freckle on their scalp through the closely shaven hair.

There hands were still bare from gloves and you could see colourful tattoos on the backs of them, a small red woodland creature on one and a bright blue bird on the other. The fingers on the hand closest to you sat on the gear stick and you could see they spelt out STAY, you couldn’t quite see the other side.

You reach out with your free hand and run a finger along the back of the hand over the kingfisher that decorated it.

‘These are beautiful, why do you hide them?’

You speak quietly, scared to disturb the comfortable silence that surrounds you, only the smooth growl of the engine as background.

Charlie shrugged glancing over at you, ‘I guess I’m worried that most people see them as unprofessional. I’m already weird in some people’s eyes, always worried about what parents would think about someone like me teaching their kids. Add being tattooed to that and even some teachers would have stuff to say about it. Can you imagine Barbara seeing me like this?’

You chuckled, ‘Barbara ain’t as stuffy as you think, unless you got Bitch tattooed across your chest.’

‘Do I want to know?’

‘Parent with a tattoo, turns out she’s actually super supportive of the school, gets involved all the time.’

‘No nothing like that. Mainly animals and powerful women really. We’re here.’

Charlie popped the door and ran round to help you from your side, and into the emergency room. They helped you to a seat before popping to the reception to check you in and bring the paperwork over you’d need to fill in. Looking around it was pretty quiet, guess that’s the benefit of a Monday afternoon injury you thought.

You filled in the paperwork, Charlie holding the jumper to your head as you worked through the form.

‘Schemmenti!’ Called the Doctor.

‘Will ya come in with me? I don’t really like needles.’ You asked.

‘Of course I will.’

You sat whilst the doctor did the usual tests, shining lights in your eyes, asking questions, before beginning to clean up the blood from your face.

‘I’m going to need to numb the area and then clean it before stitching you up.’

Charlie scooted their chair closer to you, and took your hand in theirs. You squeezed as the Dr injected the anaesthetic into your hairline, before beginning to clean out the cut.

‘So with head injuries like this, we would recommend having someone with you to wake you every few hours for the first 24 hours, just as a precaution. Do you have someone at home?’

‘Jacobs away tonight and tomorrow he’s staying at his parents place, it’s his mums birthday.’

Charlie squeezed your hand again, ‘You can stay with me, if you want to?’

‘I wouldn’t like to impose.’

‘It’s no imposition. I’d worry about you.’

‘You’re all sorted then. You can take pain killers as normal. I’d recommend every 3 hours to be woken. Keep an eye on any changes in behaviour. Any problems come back in.’

[silvermaplealder]

For those of you that I haven't been crying to in the past few days, we had a bit of an emergency with my beautiful son Midas. Sunday morning we came in from a walk and he immediately lost all control of his legs. He collapsed and we rushed him to the closest emergency animal hospital. He apparently either sniffed or ingested some neurotoxin while out playing in the field or woodlands behind our house. The toxin worked to shut down his central nervous system. We were at the vet all day and they discharged him at night believing he wouldn't make it until morning. Since he was paralyzed and unconscious, they believed it would be best if he passed at home in a familiar place with his family. Monday morning came and he regained consciousness. He rushed him back to the vet and he needed intensive 24 hour care. They said if he showed improvement in the 24 hour period there was hope. If not... Well, you know. Within the 24 hour period he regained his sight (the neurotoxin rendered him temporarily blind) and started to regain control of his body. He returned home to us Tuesday, but he's still battling pneumonia after the depression of his nervous system. He's now doing much better than he had been! He's our little fighter 💙

** Potentially unnerving photo/video below the cut **

[rjzimmerman]

Excerpt from this story from The Revelator:

Thirty minutes’ drive outside northern Canada’s largest city lies one of its best-kept secrets.

The Yukon Wildlife Preserve spans more than 700 acres and features 12 iconic Yukon species in their natural habitat: wood bison, mountain goat, woodland caribou, mule deer, muskox, red fox, thinhorn sheep, moose, elk, Canada lynx, arctic ground squirrel, and arctic fox. It has a long history of rehabilitating injured animals and breeding rare species, and it also serves as a critical stopover and monitoring station for migratory birds.

The site, which celebrates its 20th anniversary as a preserve in 2024, dates back to the 1960s and a man the Canadian Broadcasting Company once called “one of Yukon’s most colorful characters.”

Founder Danny Nowlan was a former forest ranger and preeminent falconer who grew up skipping school in favor of trapping animals and selling their pelts. In 1967 he purchased the property north of Whitehorse, “determined to build not a zoo, but a showcase for northern species in their natural habitat,” the Yukon Times wrote.

Over the next 35 years, Nowlan and his wife would turn the empty property into what they termed a “game farm,” although they didn’t raise animals for hunting or trapping, as the term typically implies. They raised and sold animals to zoos and game farms throughout Canada and the United States and used the earnings to build a wildlife rehabilitation center. As the years went on, they offered educational tours to allow visitors to see native species in large, semi-wild habitats.

Among the many species the Nowlans raised, in custom-built breeding pens and an avian hospital, were peregrine falcons and other birds of prey. The falcons raised there were either sold — using the proceeds to mitigate the poaching of wild populations — or rewilded as nearby populations declined.

Their conservation efforts garnered a national spotlight, and notoriety, when the couple were swept up in a falcon-trafficking sting, arrested, and charged with laundering wild falcons to Arab royalty. Depending on the telling, Nowlan and his wife were either ruthless masterminds who had found a way to finance their conservation habits by trafficking the very birds they were protecting or arrested without merit.

All the falcons were seized. After three years of a trial that at the time was the longest and most expensive in Yukon history, and the Nowlans’ near-financial ruin, they were acquitted of all charges.

When Nowlan and his wife retired in 2001, they put the site up for sale. Members of the community began advocating for the property to become a public facility, and in 2004 they succeeded.

The site is now owned by the Yukon government and operated by the nonprofit organization formed by those neighbors, the Yukon Wildlife Preserve Operating Society. It received accreditation from the Canadian Association of Zoos and Aquariums in 2012, joining the ranks of the Toronto Zoo and the Vancouver Aquarium.

[sebsxphia]

bambi. | the cowboy and the toy horse.

rhett abbott x little!reader.

￫ description: your favorite toy horse needs to be taken to the horse hospital immediately and rhett is there to soothe you.

￫ c/w: age regression, other than that it’s all fluff, fluff, fluff.

￫ word count: 1.3K.

￫ a/n: the toy horse in the picture is mine! i’ve had it for years and its legs have broken after years of love. | woodland creatures | agere masterlist | main masterlist |

It was a Sunday evening. You loved Sunday evenings.

Across your home you could hear the faint clatter of porcelain and the splashing of water as Rhett ran the foamy soap duds over your dinner plates in the kitchen. In the living room, you were knelt on the washed out carpet with your knees scratching the material every time you stretched over to move your toys.

It was a farm toy set that came with plastic fences, a realistic looking barn and an abundance of animals. There were even some lions and tigers, which Rhett argued weren’t realistic, but you argued back it’s imaginary so what does it matter. Rhett gave in when he saw your defiant pout on your face.

Faintly playing on the television was, ‘The World of Peter Rabbit and Friends’.

You had it on VHS as a child and Rhett was able to find (and work) a VHS player for your television. It spluttered and whirred loudly, but on nights like these you could fall deeper into that comforting headspace.

You wanted to turn up the volume as it got to one of your favourite parts, but the remote was resting on the ledge of the television cabinet. So you got up, retrieved the remote and took one, two, three steps back and-

A ghastly and stomach curling ‘snap’ was heard below your feet. You hesitantly removed your foot only for your heart to shatter at the sight.

Your lips parted and you let out a silent cry at the gut wrenching image of your beloved toy horse with three legs parted from his body and laying ceremoniously on the carpet. Your bottom lip started to tremble and you could feel sharp tears pooling in the corners of your eyes.

Rhett gifted you this toy horse and you loved it to death. If it wasn’t seen on your living room floor, it was next to your bedside table or sitting on the sink in the bathroom. It’s hide was made out of thin velvet and coloured white, grey and peach, hence the name, “Peach”.

You’d handled Peach so often that the material started to wear off in patches, but it didn’t matter because it matched his white. It even came with a proper Western saddle, “so you could have a horse just like Daddy”, was Rhett’s own words.

Peach was now broken more than you could fix and in a flurry of desperation, you scooped him up, plus his three legs and made your way to the only person you believed could help.

“Hey, Bambi. Give me two minutes and then I’ll join ya’.”

You tugged harder on the back of Rhett’s flannel as he stood at the kitchen sink and eventually he turned around, curious to why you weren’t saying anything, but desperately needing him. Rhett’s gaze softened when he saw your forlorn look of defeat and your bottom lip still trembling.

“Hey, hey, little one,” Rhett’s voice shifted an octave lower and he cooed at you softly. “What is it?”

Rhett could see you holding Peach in one hand, but when your left hand un-furled to reveal his broken legs, Rhett let out a quiet gasp.

“M’ sorry, Daddy.” You weakly mumbled out and dipped your head to avoid Rhett’s gaze.

Rhett cooed again at you and knelt down. He placed his palms under the backs of your hands and with his long fingers, they curled around enough to touch the tips of your fingertips.

“Oh, Bambi. Don’t y’ apologise, there’s nothin’ to apologise for.”

You nodded in response and the sharp tears that had been pricking at the corners of your eyes finally slid over your cheeks at relief of Rhett not being annoyed. Rhett moved one of his hands up to your cheek and brushed your hot tears away with his thumb and gave you a lopsided smile.

“We’ll fix him, ‘kay? We’ll take him to the horse hospital. Can you be brave for me and place him on the kitchen table? ‘ere,” Rhett reached behind him and grabbed the dishcloth, “put this under him to keep him warm.”

You followed Rhett’s instructions closely as you were more determined than ever to keep Peach alive and well. You folded the dishcloth to make a dry side and spread it out onto the kitchen table, carefully placing Peach and his three legs down. You sat on the kitchen chair with your elbows on the table and your face cradled in your own hands as you watched Rhett busy about the kitchen.

He scurried through a handful of drawers and dried off his hands before coming to join you at the table. You let out a concerned whimper and your eyebrows knitted together when you saw Rhett holding some ghastly looking pliers. Rhett placed his free hand on your back and ran reassuring circles through the material of his t-shirt.

His face shifted to a sympathetic look. Your frame was tense and ridged, and your distressed nature was twisting at his own heart strings and he was desperate to fix Peach and hopefully, mend you too.

“I promise I won’t hurt him, Bambi. Somethin’ happens to toys when they get hurt. After, they don’t feel anythin’. I promise.” Rhett accentuated his last promise as a way to reassure you again.

Clearly you must have bought the notion because you nodded in response and allowed for Rhett to settle on the kitchen chair next to Peach.

Thirty minutes later, some nifty handy work from Rhett, quick drying builders glue and some nasty pliers, and Peach was fixed. All three legs attached and he was standing.

Rhett presented the next stage of surgery as a First Aid kit that was kept on the top shelf of a kitchen cabinet and nearly empty. What happened to be left was some surgical tape and a thin strip of bandages. For a human, it wouldn’t help at all, but for a small horse it was the perfect length for three legs.

Your worrisome smile slowly started to fall away from your face and Rhett caught a fleeting glance of what could simply be described as joy, etched all over your face as you wrapped the bandages round Peach’s leg and held it out for Rhett to stick.

“He’s better, he’s better!” You squealed out and bounced on your knees on the kitchen chair. You wore a radiating smile when you looked at Peach bandaged up and fixed. You plummeted into Rhett’s side and squeezed your arms around his waist, blurting out your “thank you’s” over and over into his torso.

‘The World of Peter Rabbit and Friends’ had now surely finished and it was retching in the VHS box to tell you so.

You had missed the majority of it while you were performing life changing surgery on Peach, but now you got to re-watch it whilst wrapped up in Rhett’s arms.

With the farm toy set came tiny toy feeding bottles for the baby animals. You were wedged in between Rhett’s broad thighs with his fingers tracing mindlessly along your arms, whilst you fed the bottle to Peach, who definitely needed it after his horrendous day.

But so did you, and after you had declared proudly to Rhett that Peach was fed, he scooted further back into the sofa to allow for you to lay comfortably on his chest. “C’ ere, Bambi. Now you deserve somethin’. So brave for Daddy today, hm?”

You hummed in content agreement as you sucked on your beaker that Rhett was holding in his hand so he could feed you a sweet treat of warm milk, that was hinted with a spoonful of strawberry milkshake powder.

“Atta’, Bambi.” Rhett murmured against the top of your head and followed with a soft kiss.

His other hand and fingers were repeatedly running through your hair and tucking it behind your ear. Occasionally Rhett would provide you with careful head scratches that lulled you closer to sleep and the sound of Peter Rabbit getting quieter.

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[codenamehazard]

.:Waiting Room:.

Chapter 35: Waiting Room

Hey guys! Life's still hectic as hell and my brain has been refusing to brain as of late, but I managed to get this written before my brain decided to through a hissy fit.

Sorry it's a bit short, but I hope you guys still like it!

Without delay, let's jump in!

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I step into the reception area of Mercy Hospital, walking up to the receptionist lady manning the desk and taking a deep breath while I’m at it. I greet her and make some small talk with her before explaining my situation. Told her how I had came in with the Misfits when Pangolin was brought in and that I was told to ask about getting a physical and an “energy reading,” whatever the hell that was, from a “Dr. Sims.”

She asks for verification on this and I show her the letter and token, she look at me and nods before putting me into whatever system they have running in this wacko circus hospital before getting up and walking me to the waiting room the rest of the Misfits are basing in, at least until Pangolin is back on his feet again.

Once at the door, I thank the woman before opening the door and heading inside.

In the waiting room, I’m surprised to see that only a lone Misfit was in the waiting room. Dove, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. I’m already feeling uneasy about this whole thing with “Dr. Sims” and all of that, but seeing Dove like this? It makes my hackles raise. Didn’t help the fact I was expecting to see two birds in here, not just the one.

The sound of me closing the door gets the dodo’s attention.

“Oh, hey.” He awkwardly greets. I grunt in response before patrolling the room.

“Where’s your partner in crime?” I ask gruffly. “I know Mako’s out and about, though to where I don’t know. But last time I checked, Kestrel was here while you were visiting your brother.” Dove shifts nervously before finding his voice. “She’s in Pangolin’s room, it’s her turn to take watch over him. While we may be in safety, the worst threats often come in isolation.” I try to hold back a snort. Ain’t that the truth.

“As for Mako, she’s gone off to consult the Sisters Three. You know, measure twice, cut once. Make sure that she’s got all of her I’s dotted and T’s crossed for your lesson, so you aren’t blindsided again.” I can’t help but let out a loud and aggravated groan of annoyance before sit down in a chair and run my hands over my face. Of course she’s going to talk to those bitches, I should have known! I guess it makes sense, seeing as they probably know a hell of a lot more than me or anyone else, but still. After the hell those Three put me through? It makes bile sting the back of my tongue, I want as little involvement to do with them as possible.

A scoff escapes my throat. “Great, just fucking great. As if the woodland bitches weren’t finished with me.” I mutter to myself as sparks flicker off of my fingertips. “Thought I was gonna get a break from them for a good while but nooooooo. Gotta deal with them in a lesson plan too.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Dove giving me a dirty look as I continue to grumble. It’s honestly kinda funny to see. Someone trying to mean-mug me when I know that all I would need to do is flex my powers a bit and he’d be running scared, after all, he has been on the receiving end of my power before.

An awkward pause lingers in the air as the dodo continues glares at me. Not surprised seeing as I was talking shit about his mother, but I can’t help but feel the way I do and if I think someone is a jackass, I don’t hold back.

I break the pause with a sigh. “You know… Pango’s lucky… And not just in the fact that we got him here in time.” Dove’s glare softens and he tilts his head before I continue on.

“He’s lucky to have you all. You, Kestrel, Mako… Got a team that actually gives a shit about him.” “Well… Yeah.” Dove murmurs softly as he starts to pick at his nails a bit. “He’s not just our leader, he’s our big brother.” He looks down at his nails as he fidgets some more. “He may be my brother by blood, but he’s a brother to us all. We’re kin, and kin always watch each-other’s backs, even when we aren’t on the best of terms.”

Hearing Dove talk about family, how everyone in the Misfits watches each-other’s back, it causes my heart to ache. Jealousy and a bitter sadness rings out in my head like a church-bell. A painful reminder of the truth.

That I am alone.

My bio-family sucked ass. Mom and dad only wanted me to be the perfect son. A prop they can brag about to all of their fake-ass friends. Only people that were worth caring about were my cousin and my younger brother… Everyone else could rot.

Then there was my chosen family. Trish and Zeke… The people that honestly, truly mattered to me… And they’re dead. One of them I couldn’t save and the other… Dead by my hand…

Before my mind could go too far into wallowing in my pathetic self-pity, I notice Dove sit down in the chair next to me. I can see it in his eyes, he wants to say something. What he wants to say, I don’t know, but it seems like Mako probably told him about what happens when people try to pry and get me to talk before I was damn good and ready to. A breath of relief to me, to be honest.

The silence doesn’t last when the bird speaks. “Hey… Thanks.”

I blink before turning my head to face him. “Thanks for… Knocking sense into me when I was losing my mind. If you didn’t do that, I probably would have slowed everything down…” I look at him surprised before I nod him, grunting in acknowledgement. “It’s nothing, Dove. You were worried about your brother, I get it.”

The door to the waiting room opens, stopping me from continuing on. I turn to look at who walked in and I see a man with sun-kissed skin and blond, combed hair in the door, all dressed in the tell-tale long white coat that doctors wear and holding a clipboard. He looks over to me with a warm smile and I raise an eyebrow at him before he speaks.

“I take it you’re Mr. MacGrath?”

[animalhospitalus]

Introducing Top-Notch Pet Healthcare in Woodlands

At 242 Animal Hospital, we pride ourselves on delivering top-notch Pet Medical Services in Woodlands. Our commitment to exceptional care and unwavering dedication to the well-being of your beloved pets set us apart as the premier destination for all your furry friends' healthcare needs. From routine check-ups to advanced medical treatments, we offer comprehensive services tailored to meet the unique requirements of each pet, ensuring they lead happy and healthy lives.

Comprehensive Veterinary Care

Our Woodlands Animal Care facility boasts state-of-the-art equipment and a team of highly skilled veterinarians dedicated to providing comprehensive veterinary care. Whether your pet requires a routine wellness exam, vaccinations, dental care, or surgical procedures, rest assured they are in capable hands at 242 Animal Hospital. We prioritize preventive care to detect and address any potential health issues early, promoting longevity and well-being for your cherished companions.

Personalized Treatment Plans

We understand that every pet is unique, which is why we believe in crafting personalized treatment plans tailored to their specific needs. Our compassionate veterinarians take the time to thoroughly assess your pet's health and behavior, allowing us to devise effective strategies for their care and management. Whether your pet is experiencing a medical condition, behavioral issue, or simply in need of routine maintenance, we prioritize their individual needs to ensure optimal outcomes.

Advanced Diagnostic Capabilities

At 242 Animal Hospital, we leverage advanced diagnostic capabilities to provide accurate assessments and prompt treatment for your pet's ailments. Our cutting-edge technology allows us to perform a wide range of diagnostic tests, including blood work, imaging studies, and genetic screenings, enabling us to identify underlying health concerns with precision. By staying at the forefront of veterinary medicine, we can offer timely interventions and tailored treatment plans to address your pet's health needs effectively.

Compassionate and Experienced Staff

Our team of veterinary professionals is dedicated to providing compassionate care and building lasting relationships with our clients and their pets. From the moment you walk through our doors, you can expect to be greeted with warmth and empathy as we strive to make every visit a positive experience for you and your furry companions. Our staff is highly trained, experienced, and deeply passionate about animal welfare, ensuring that your pet receives the highest standard of care at every appointment.

Commitment to Client Education

At 242 Animal Hospital, we believe in empowering pet owners with the knowledge and resources they need to make informed decisions about their pet's health. We take the time to educate our clients on preventive care measures, nutrition, behavior management, and disease prevention, equipping them with the tools to provide the best possible care for their furry family members. Through open communication and ongoing support, we partner with pet owners to promote lifelong health and wellness for their beloved companions.

Conclusion

When it comes to Pet Medical Services in Woodlands, 242 Animal Hospital stands out as the premier choice for discerning pet owners seeking exceptional care and compassionate service. Whether your pet is due for a routine check-up or requires specialized treatment, our dedicated team is here to provide the highest level of care every step of the way. Contact us today to schedule an appointment and experience the 242 Animal Hospital difference for yourself.

[annachum]

Okay

Some HCs about MCU! Alfheim :

. Like in the Norse Myths and Marvel Comics, Alfheim is a colorful and magical realm filled with predominantly Light fae of all shapes, sizes and kinds

. The Sea Elves boasted amazing seafare trade, love music and the sea Elven Realms have predominantly aquatic fae and merfolk. The Sea Elven Realms have Nordic, Pre Medieval Mediterranean and Medieval/Renaissance Mediterranean influences

. The Elves on the Vale predominantly live in a valley like fantasy realm with lush greenery and the fae that live there predominantly have valley, woodland and aurora related powers. The Vale Elven Realms have Nordic, Celtic, Iberian and Byzantine influences.

. The Spice Elves are a fierce bunch living amongst the desert groves of Alfheim. The Spice fae predominantly have spice, sand and fire related powers. The Spice Elven Realms have Olden North African, Arabic and Ottoman influences.

. The Elves on the North Pole are a generally merry bunch ( usually ) and LOVE Christmas and anything related to it. The Yuletide Elven Realms have Nordic and Slavic influences.

. The Ice Elves basically scream fantasy artic tribal vibes, boasting of their remarkable cold survival skills, and the Ice fae there predominantly have snow and ice related powers. The Ice Elven Realm have Nordic, Eskimo, Sami and Slavic influences

. The Pleasure Elves are generally an unpredictable bunch. They generally love fireworks, party planning all that, and festive masks are a huge thing amongst pleasure elves. The pleasure fae predominantly psychic, psionic, and festive related powers ( like firework Manipulation, for starters ). The Pleasure Fae Realms have Nordic, Medieval/Renaissance Era Mediterranean and Iberian influences

. The Air Elves are generally a breezy, innovative bunch. They predominantly on floating houses in the clouds of Alfheim ( think Pegasus City in My Little Pony EXCEPT AIR FAE ), and boasting of remarkable invention fleets. The Air fae predominantly have Air and wind related powers. The Air Elven Realms have Nordic, Pictish and Celtic influences

. The Cat Elves are also a generally fierce bunch. They predominantly live amongst the mountains which are short cut gateways to Nornheim, and they are famous for their big cat cavalry. The Cat fae predominantly have animal and mountain related powers. The Cat Elven Realms have Himalayan, Balkan and Iranic influences

. The Moon Elves are a generally mystic bunch. Oracle and mystical related matters are big for them, and the moon fae predominantly have lunar and starry related powers. The Moon Elven realm have Nordic, Slavic and Celtic influences.

. The Light Fae in general are big on loyalty. They do not forgive a betrayal THAT easily

. The Light Fae have different skin colors - there are human skin colors and red, blue, green etc skin colors. Some of the Light Fae even have 3 eyes, and they either have wings or no wings, yet they all can fly, wield bright magic, have hyper hearing which they can control, and also have wicked cool powers on their arsenal

. Also baking is a popular hobby in Alfheim and offering baked treats is a form of hospitality in Alfheim

. Light Fae sometimes leave behind trails of faerie dust. Oh and music, theatre and dance popular in Alfheim.

. And Ljolsafgard is the capital of Alfheim, where the Alfheim Royal Palace is, and similarly with Panther City in Wakanda, Ljosalfgard lived residents from the 9 Duchies of Alfheim

. In my MCU fics, Sigyn is the daughter of a Duke and Duchess of the Vale Elves, and she got wicked cool Aurora Manipulation powers, and is an Aesir - Light Elf 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

. I HC that Grace/Anneli ( Heimdall's wife and later widow in MCU ) is also an Aesir Light Elf and she came from the Spice Elven Realms, and she got wicked cool spice and sand Manipulation powers 🤩🤩🤩🤩🥺🥺🥺🥺

[wellbeing-oasis]

Animal Therapy

Have you been feeling lonely, slightly depressed or anxious? Let me tell you, maybe you are not. You are just missing a pet!

Owning a pet can actually be a highly effective method of therapy, known as pet or animal therapy. No matter the age you are or difficulty you are having, animal therapy can be quite helpful for you.

This type of therapy has become increasingly popular in recent years, and is now widely used in hospitals, schools or age care facilitations. With the rise of COVID-19, the pet ownership increased significantly. 

Pets are known to form a bond with humans, beneficial for both parties. They are known to reduce stress, anxiety and depression. They also provide a sense of unconditional love and support, forming a rare companionship with the owner that can boost their social confidence, quiet helpful for people who feel isolated or are struggling with loneliness. Here are some ways you can benefit from the presence of animals and where to find pets in Melbourne:

One of the most popular forms of animal therapy is use of dogs. Dogs are highly social, loyal and affectionate animals, and there are several studies that document the bond they can create with human, which got them the title of ‘human’s best friend’. Due to their level of intelligence and obedience, dogs can be trained to provide a variety of support services, such as helping people with mobility issues or providing emotional support for people with mental health disorder. If you are thinking of adopting a dog, have a look at some of the most popular Australian websites such as Rescue Pets or Savour Life. If you are not in the position to adopt a dog right now, I have a life hack for you. Go in a dog beach (Port Melbourne, St. Kilda, Elwood, Brighton) and enjoy not only a lovely walk by the beach, but also the presence of so many lovely dogs, that are having zoomies on their beach day! Another option would be to book a class of puppy yoga in Springvale or visit dog cafes and enjoy their company! 

Another popular form of pet therapy is the presence of a horse, known to help individuals with post-traumatic stress disorder, also called equine therapy. There are many placed around Melbourne that offer classes to learn how to ride horses or ponies, such as Woodlands Trail Riding in Greenvale, The Equine Club in Dromana, Alan Smallacombe Trail Rides in Dandenong Ranges, and not only. Here is the link to some of the most popular horse rides in Melbourne.

Other pets that are used in therapy are cats, birds or even fish. If you love cats, you should check out the famous cat café in CBD before it closes down in June, or visit the Melbourne/Werribee Zoo and the Sealife Aquarium to see other beautiful animals.

To conclude, pet therapy can be quite a solution for your mental health. We know that life can get overwhelming and lonely at times, but there is nothing a pet cannot fix for you. Here are some doggo pictures that I took around Melbourne to make the perfect conclusion for this blog!

[abookishdreamer]

Character Intro: Physis (Kingdom of Ichor)

The Green Godling by the people of Olympius

Chipmunk by her mom

Hummingbird by her father

Age- 8 (immortal)

Location- Hearthwood neighborhood, New Olympus

Personality- She's a sweet gentle girl with a shy temperament. She loves enjoying the simplest aspects of nature like walking bare foot on grass or jumping in puddles after a rainstorm.

She has the standard abilities of a goddess. With her current age her powers/abilities are honey generation/manipulation, geokinesis (as of now can only control leaves, mud, dirt, rocks, & pebbles), limited hydrokinesis (as it pertains to lakes, streams, & puddles), limited photokinesis, being able to communicate with woodland animals (is able to shapeshift into a beaver, squirrel, chipmunk, deer, & several small birds), limited vitakinesis (healing), and even limited atmokinesis (as it relates to her mood; for example if she's feeling intense sadness, a raining cloud appears over her head).

Physis is the daughter of a naiad nymph named Syrinx and Pan (god of the wild, satyrs, shepherds, & rustic music).

She lives with her mother in a lakehouse on their private property on the outskirts of the Hearthwood neighborhood of New Olympus. They have an expansive backyard & garden, a few acres of woodland, and a small pond. Physis' bedroom is her oasis painted in cool shades of eggshell, teal, blue, yellow, & green. Decorative branches, chrome butterfly cranes, and a birdhouse-style bedframe is there too along with her favorite humidifier! She has a growing number of small pets like gerbils, hamsters, guinea pigs, & new white tree frogs named Hoppy, Jelly, Daphne, and Jojo.

Her favorite flower is the daisy. She also likes dandelions- especially blowing away the soft white puffs!

Physis & her parents are proud eco friendly vegans. She loves helping her mom at home with their compost pile. They also use reusable cloth bags when they go grocery shopping, have glass & silicone storage containers, and use metal & bamboo straws.

A go-to drink for her is aloe vera juice. She also likes ginger ale, carrot juice, coconut water, lychee nectar juice, water, orange juice, apple juice, the apple-kiwi-spinach smoothies her mom makes, and watermelon juice. When her & her mom stop by at a Roasted Bean, Physis will usually get the small peach sweet tea.

She loves when her mom makes oatmeal topped with chocolate chips & almond butter for breakfast. She also likes the whole wheat banana pancakes drizzled in maple syrup and the Earthly Harvest fruit crystals cereal (with cold oatmilk).

Even though her father's been around since she was born, Physis was technically introduced to him when he came to her fifth birthday party- an outdoor affair at a public park in the state of Arcadia. Physis saw him walk in holding a wrapped gift and she instantly recognized him! She remembered seeing photos of him holding her as a baby and small toddler in a tucked away photo album hidden in her mom's drawer. She remained sitting atop her father's shoulders for the rest of the party- mesmerized & constantly touching his large curved glossy brown horns. He even performed an original song he wrote for her! Their relationship is still going strong with her mom allowing her visits & overnight stays with him biweekly and some weekends. They communicate often through letters.

Her favorite snacks are pear-applesauce & prickly pear flavored gummy bears.

Physis attends an esteemed private school in the city. She's a third grader with other godly kids in her grade like Hebe (goddess of youth), Paidia (goddess of play & amusement), Caerus (god of opportunity & luck); she thinks he's too much of a jokester, Prophasis (goddess of excuses), and Myrízei (god of smell & gases); who she says hi to. Her best friends are Aceso (goddess of healing) & Mneme (goddess of remembrance). Physis is also friendly with Xenia (goddess of hospitality) who's in the fourth grade. She's aware of the godly fifth graders like Aidos (goddess of shame, modesty, humility, & respect), Ersa (goddess of morning dew), Melete (goddess of thought & meditation), Calleis (goddess of allurement), and Eulabeia (goddess of caution).

Her favorite class is science and she really enjoyed the class trip to the New Olympus Zoo- her favorite part being the panda exhibit! She even bought a stuffed panda at the zoo's gift shop.

For her seventh birthday, Physis got a silver necklace with a pan flute charm from her father which she wears all the time.

Her favorite guilty pleasure are tortilla chips with guacamole!

Physis doesn't know and haven't met any of her older half siblings.

In the pantheon she really admires Iris (goddess of the rainbow), Eikono (goddess of iconography & literature), Méli (goddess of bees & honey), Demeter (goddess of the harvest & agriculture), Thalia (muse of comedy), Gaia (goddess of the earth), and Tithonus (god of insects) who Physis has started developing a little crush on.

Her favorite frozen treat are carrot-ginger ice pops! She likes when Aceso's mom Epione (goddess of soothing pain) makes them!

Physis & her mom have a close bond. She loves cuddling up with her on the couch watching it rain from the window & she's even being taught archery by her! They also build birdhouses. Hair day is also a great bonding moment for them. When Physis gets older she wants to get dreadlocks just like her parents, but for now her thick curly brown hair is kept natural. Go-to products are the Hairology soap free sweet sandalwood shampoo & conditioner bars and the Glory's Crown bamboo ginseng curling elixir.

Her favorite dessert from Hollyhock's Bakery is the lemon olive oil cake. She also likes her mom's oatmeal peanut butter-chocolate chip granola squares.

She doesn't eat fast food often so when she does, it's a welcome treat. Her favorite thing to get from Olympic Chef is the spicy black bean burger with small sweet potato fries and tofu nuggets (with sweet & sour dipping sauce).

Some of her favorite meals include spicy chickpea chili, sticky & spicy baked cauliflower with white rice, sweet plantains (fried in peanut oil), and curried tofu collard green wraps (with spicy peanut sauce).

In her free time Physis enjoys climbing trees, swimming, reading, bike riding, jump rope, lanyard, knitting, gardening, indoor rock climbing, going to the park, horseback riding, drawing, kite flying, surfing, football (soccer), & basketball.

"Sometimes, nature is all someone needs."

[cunning-matriarch]

WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE FEAR?

repost. do not reblog. italicize for ‘uncomfortable, but bearable if neccessary’ ; bold for ‘keep it away!’

OBJECTS & THINGS : ・needles・knives・sharp objects・bruises・blood・paddles/belts/objects used in beatings・germs・vomit/vomiting・holes (trypophobia)・alcohol・cigarettes・drugs/narcotics・pills・medicine・bikes・cars/buses/trains・boats・planes・bridges・elevators・stairs・roller coasters・fire・water・snow・rain・thunder/lightning・dolls/puppets・stuffed animals・balloons/popping balloons・bright lights・crowds・loud noises・animatronics・robots・technology・(other: )

PLACES: ・your home・your childhood home・the countryside・the city・closets・bathrooms・bars/nightclubs・doctor's offices・dentists/orthodontists・hospitals ・operating rooms・schools・jails/prisons・morgues・cemeteries・open spaces・cramped spaces・abandoned places・attics/crawlspaces・junkyards・churches/synagogues/mosques・religiously-significant places・haunted houses・back alleys・the outdoors・the mountains・the woods・the ocean・outer space・(other:)

EXPERIENCES & CONCEPTS : ・failing・heights・falling・jumping off a high place・climbing a high place・the dark・showing off a talent・the cold/being cold・heat/being hot・eye contact・accepting change・being challenged・getting lost・getting separated・getting arrested・being trapped・being stranded・being followed・getting surgery・getting tattoos/piercings・swimming・driving・riding a bike・riding in a car/bus/train・flying in a plane・boating/sailing・being on the open water ・getting photographed・religion・thunderstorms・blizzards・tsunamis・floods・tornados・hurricanes・earthquakes・mudslides・avalanches・poverty・hunger・public speaking・performing in public・talking on the phone・talking to strangers・humiliation・pain・illness・death・disassociating・danger・surgery・vehicular accidents・being burned・drowning・being choked・being starved・being poisoned ・suffocating・being stabbed・being shot・breaking a bone・being restrained・being laughed at ・being yelled at/demeaned・confrontation ・conflict・physical fights・verbal fights・war・commitment ・isolation・silence・responsibility・taking responsibility・introspection・apologizing・falling in love・emotional attachment・emotional intimacy・sexual intimacy・physical contact ・getting married・having a child・loveless relationships・unrequited love・falling out of love・divorce/separation・breaking up・pregnancy・being pregnant・ageing・losing your attractiveness・the unknown・the past・the future・mistakes・(other: )

CREATURES :・animals (general)・insects・spiders・creepy crawlies・snakes・scaly animals・frogs/toads・slimy animals・mice/rats・rodents・birds・dogs・cats・wolves/coyotes/wild dogs・lions/tigers/wild cats・bears・raccoons・possums・woodland animals・crocodiles/alligators・sharks・fish・aquatic animals・cryptids・aliens・sea monsters・vampires・werewolves・mummies・ghosts・monsters・angels・demons・zombies・God・the devil・(other: )

PEOPLE :・people (general)・ men・women・yourself・your mother・your father・your siblings・your family・family・parental figures・elderly・adults・teenagers・kids・babies・clowns・drunk people・doctors・dentists・teachers・pastors/clergymen/nuns・religious figures・bullies・criminals・killers・police・authority figures・introverts・extroverts・aggressive people・overbearing people・pushy people・manipulators・hyper-sexual people・anxious people・liars・cheaters・people stronger than you・people weaker than you・(other: )

INTERNAL & EXISTENTIAL : ・not knowing・trusting・forgiving・forgetting・being forgotten・being alone・being misunderstood・being used・being taken advantage of・being unloved・being hated・being abused・being lied to・being hurt・hurting others・being unpopular・being humiliated・being stood up・being ignored・being powerless・losing power・being abandoned・being betrayed・being replaced・being unwanted/unneeded・being excluded・being a failure・being untalented/boring/not special'・becoming poor・becoming ugly・losing control (of your situation)・losing control (of yourself)・lacking identity・lacking a purpose・letting people down・disappointing others・losing friends・losing family・watching loved ones suffer・watching loved ones die・getting sick ・getting hurt・dying・’existing’ but not living・(other: )

[sebsxphia]

❝ woodland creatures ❞ | a series.

°˖✧✿✧˖° ﾟ.─── a series of fics for little!reader with robert ‘bob’ floyd, jake ‘hangman’ seresin and rhett abbott. my agere masterlist can be found here and my main masterlist can be found here! 💌

robert ‘bob’ floyd x little!reader.

bunny.

bob settles you down for the night, but not before you pick something to read.

bunny. | arts and crafts.

you and bob spend the afternoon doing some arts and crafts with the help of peter rabbit.

bunny. | playtime boxes.

bob can tell when his bunny isn’t feeling too good, but he’s going to make sure they feel safe and comfortable in his arms.

robert ‘bob’ floyd x little!reader x jake ‘hangman’ seresin.

bunny. | bunny and the hangman.

you spend a sunday afternoon with your two pilots and jake resumes his role as your caregiver for the first time.

bunny. | ducky.

jake tries to find your beloved stuffed animal, “ducky” but it quickly turns to tears when jake can’t find them.

rhett abbott x little!reader.

bambi.

rhett takes you around the ranch for the morning, not before you start to get a little sleepy.

bambi. | prologue.

you regress in front of rhett for the first time and decide to pick a film to watch.

bambi. | the cowboy and the toy horse.

your favorite toy horse needs to be taken to the horse hospital immediately and rhett is there to soothe you.

bambi. | dream a little dream of me.

rhett spends the evening winding down with his bambi. based off this drabble here.