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ingeniousmindoftune · 1 year

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THE RUNAWAY..P1

Description: in which you were a sex trafficked victim. Jay is undercover as Dorian when he meets you. Feeling unloved and distance between him and Upton, he forms a romantic and secret relationship with you. But, your romantic relationship could come at a deadly price.

Request: Can you do a Jay Halstead one?

Pairing(s): Jay Halstead as himself/Dorian Grey x African!American Reader.

This is part one of many. Think of this as the prologue.

Warning(s): unconsensual sex, abuse, mentions of gore, triggering actions, trauma, adultery, double life, some Smut, some fluff, and more. If you aren’t the age of 18 do not interact. Negativity will get you blocked. Read at your OWN risk! 2K words

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“Hi.” You grinned rolling over to his side of the bed, lying on top of him.

Your leg wrapped around his leg as he laid under the Snow White comforter and sheets in the fancy hotel room he’d gotten for the two of you. He planted a kiss on your lips. “Hey, Goodmorning beautiful.” You smiled, rubbing your hand back and forth on his chest. For months, you and Dorian (Jay) had been in an intimate relationship behind closed doors, and behind his boss. (Undercover)’s back. You were a runaway at the age of fourteen, you lived on the streets until you met a man you knew as Kevin Rayez, you thought he was kind and sweet and he was at first. He was kind, sweet and generous. He had taken you in, fed you, clothed you. He was grooming you, over time you and him forged a relationship. Sexual relationship. The creep didn’t even wait until you were old enough. He pursued you at just the age of sixteen.

Then once you were in your thirties, things went to bad.. to worse.

He would force you to sleep with his friends, and other men while he got paid for it. From there, he trafficked you around the world. Forcing men on you until you were in your twenties. When you were twenty-two, he forced you to start running the house with the girls he’d trafficked over the years. You were still his top girl so occasionally you’d still have to mess around with the men he told you to or he’d beat you. You’d tried to run, but that didn’t end too well.

Then, along came Dorian Grey. (Dt. Jay Halstead.)

[Flashback: The Introduction]

You sighed deeply looking at the red and blue bruises that covered your body, along with the bite marks from the man in the other room. “Get showered and dressed, I have someone coming and I would like you to be dressed and looking good, and cover those up.” He plants a kiss on your cheek. “Alright?”

“Ok.” You simply responded, he slapped and grabbed your bottom, giving it a nice squeeze. “Okay what?”

You looked up at him and forced a smile. “Ok, daddy.” He smiled. “Good, good. Be down in five minutes, be longer and things won’t be good for you. Okay?” He planted a kiss on your forehead then your head. You nod your head going to turn on the shower, you step inside delicately using your body scrub over your body, your soap and body wash. Once your routine was finished, you cleaned your coochie with water and the outside with your feminine wash. Having all of these men running through you, it made you feel dirty. You wanted out but it had become too hard to walk away from this life.

“You made it, and just in time too.” Kevin smiled up at you. “Come, come..”

You smiled a tight-lipped, forced smile, walking around the couch and sat next to him. You held your head low, and over to him. “Babe, this is someone I want you to meet..” he pulls you in closer, your eyes went from Kevin’s that was holding your wrist and pulling you closer to the man standing in front of you. Tall, beautiful man. His blue eyes pierced straight through her soul, the corner of his lip rounded as if he was about to form a smile. You nervously reached out your hand. “Hi.” Dorian shook your hand. “Hi. I’m Dorian.” He smiled.

“Y/n.” You introduced yourself back.

Kevin removed the two of your hands. “Dorian, this is my wife. As long as you’re staying in my home and, handling my business.. I would appreciate that you keep your eyes and hands to yourself,” he kissed your lips, then your neck. “This one’s all mine.” You forced a smile looking at Dorian in the corner of your eyes, he was observing the body language between you two. It spoke volumes.

“All right. I can assure you, I’m not here for that. I’m just here to help out here as much as I can.”

Kevin nods. “Good, you came highly recommended by Daniel, so don’t disappoint. I usually don’t let outsiders in on my operations, but, if Daniel says you’re cool.. you’re cool with me. Baby, why don’t you go and grab me and the man some drinks. And get dinner started? Yeah?”

“Okay, daddy.”

You stood up and walked out the room. You went to Kevin’s office grabbing his scotch and two glasses. Filling both with ice, walking out you handed Kevin’s to him, and went to hand over Dorian’s. His hand touched yours and it caused your hands to shake and a feeling you’d never felt down your spine. “Thank–” He started until you accidentally bumped your toe on the edge of the coffee table spilling the scotch all on Dorian. “Ouch!”

“What the hell woman?” Kevin stood up looking down at you, slapping you hard across the face sending you to the floor.

The glass broke and a piece went into your arm. Dorian’s jawline clenched. “It was an accident, Kevin.” He got down beside you, helping you clean up the mess. “She can take care of that on her own. She’s so incompetent.” You wiped your tears with your bloody arm. “I-I’m sorry. I'm so sorry.” You apologized. Kevin scoffed. “Leave her, Dorian.”

“Boss, she’s hurt.. just let me wipe her wound.”

Kevin smacked his lip. “When you’re done, meet me in my office. Down the hall, first door on the right. We will get you another drink.” He looked down at you. “And when you’re done, you think you can manage to whip up dinner without injury?” You nod. “Words. Speak.” He pressed his fingers together moving his hand up and down. “Yes. I-I can manage.”

“Are you ok?” Dorian asks helping you to your feet

You just looked him in the eyes. He held your waist. “Y-yes. You should go.” He shook his head. “I'm good. Where’s the first aid kit?” You pointed towards the bathroom. “In the cupboard.” He nods, going to get that, you sighed and hissed as you looked at the blood running down your arm. Shaking your head, you just wanted this all to be over. And wanted to just.. go away. Dorian entered the room with the supplies, once he cleaned up your wound, he helped you clean up the glass.

“Thank you.” You said to him standing to your feet. Your eyes locked with his. His with yours.

He smiled lightly. “No problem, Y/n. How’s your toe?” He chuckled, you blushed shaking your head. You were about to answer when you heard someone clearing their throat. “Tonya.” You stepped back from Dorian, turning your attention to her. “What’s going on here?” Tonya was Kevin’s sister, and business partner. She also was the only one who truly seemed to care about you and your well being, and always protected you when she could from her brother. “Nothing.” She nods her head, “Run along.” She told you. You sprinted away.

[end of flashback]

“You know it’s only a matter of time before he finds out about us, Dorian.” You sighed, placing your chin on his chest

He leans down kissing your lips. “He won’t find out, and just trust me.. soon, I’ll get you away from him.” He ran his hand up and down your back as he held you in his arms. “I want you right now, climb on.” You giggle, getting on his stomach, pushing yourself down to his hard-on, you moaning as you slowly road his dick pressing against his stomach. “Mmm,” you moved your hair to the side as you rode him up and down, he held your hips, guiding you up and down. “Mm, shit. Give me a kiss.” You leaned down, careful not to break your rhythm, his lips pressed against yours. You both moan in sync. You giggle as he flipped you both over, thrusting in and out of you

“Mm, yes!” You moan.

You both stared into each other’s eyes intensely. You broke eye contact, you couldn’t no longer look him in the eyes as you moaned louder, creaming all over his dick as his thrust became harder and deeper. “Ohhh! Dorian!! Fuckkkk!” You screamed out in pure pleasure.

-Hours Later-

You sat up on your knees. “Mm, you leaving?” You pout.

“Yeah, I have some work I have to do. I’ll come check on you later. You sure you gonna be okay here until I’m able to make it back?” He holds your naked body to his clothed, his hands running down your soft brown skin, over the scars, the bruises. “I can’t wait to get you away from him, this life.. you don’t deserve this.”

“Dorian, let’s be real. You can’t take me away from him. He will kill me.”

He shook his head kissing your shoulder. “I’ll never let that happen, you hear me? I love you.” You looked him in the eyes. “W-what?” He smiled, kissing your lips. “You heard me. I love you. Imma protect you.”

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-As Halstead

Jay walked into the locker room, sighing deeply. He looked at the photo of him and Hailey that was taped to the locker. Jay was always an honest, caring, loving and noble man. And he loved Hailey. But he loved Y/N.. more if that made sense. Hailey and Jay had been having marital problems for a long time. She’s always been distant with him.. off putting. A little like Y/n in a way but, things with Hailey were just.. sideways. They were separated right now, and he’s been working undercover for the last couple months, but today was the day he’d officially came back to the unit.

His double life was starting to take a toll. He never intended to fall in love with you, but he had. He felt ashamed , unlike himself. And he didn’t know where to begin or.. how he would even tell Hailey that he’s stepped outside of their marriage— even if they were separated– and now you were carrying his child. And he needed to get you out of the situation you were in while Kevin was out of the country on business. “Halstead?”

Jay was knocked out of his trance. He grabbed his badge wrapping it around his neck, grabbing his jacket and closing the locker behind him. “Ruzek.”

The boys shared a brotherly hug. “So glad to have you back.” Jay nods and smiles. “Thank you.” Upton entered the room, she rubbed the skin between her thumb and index finger, Ruzek smiled. “I’ll leave you two to it.” He patted his back, before leaving. Jay rubbed his neck slightly. “Hey.”

“Hey.” She smiled a toothless smile, looking at the man she did love but found herself becoming distant.

He didn’t know and she didn’t know the man he was becoming. “I been calling..” she trailed off. “Yeah, I know I’ve been meaning to get back to you, but you know how it is being under, I can barely get away. You know.” She nodded. “Yeah, but how’s things going?”

“Uh.. it’s gotten complicated but, I’ve gotten closer to–”

He was cut off. “Hey, upton- Halstead!” Kevin smiled walking over and embracing Jay with brotherly love. “Glad you here but hey, we just caught a case.” Jay nods. “We can talk about this later.” He looked at her, walking past and going to the briefing room. It all felt so weird, being back here, being around his friends. If all just felt weird and out of place. He looked down at his phone seeing a message from Tonya.

Tonya: 911. Out back.

He frowned. “Hey uh.. I gotta,” he didn’t speak another word, he grabbed his jacket and wrapped it around him rushing out, he closed the gate doors behind him and walked out the back of CPD. He furrowed his brows.

“So it’s true..” Tonya chuckled shaking her head. “You’re a fucking cop!?”

Jay held his hand up. “Tonya..” she scoffed shaking her head. “None of that matters right now, I went back t the hotel to pick up Y/n..” he furrowed his brows. “Okay and? What happened? Where is she? Please tell me you didn’t bring her here.”

“She’s missing.” Tonya told him. “When I got there..”

She was cut off by Upton running out back. “Jay, we leaving? You coming? Is everything ok?” He rubbed the back of his neck. Tonya laughs. “Wow. Jay? What’s your real name.” He sighs. “Jay.. Jay Halstead.” She sucked her teeth. “You go. Do your job. I’ll find her..”

“Wait,” Jay moved closer to her. “Don’t tell her about this. I want to be the one to tell her and don’t tell your brother.”

She laughs. “I won’t. Long as you keep me out of your little Investigation.. but there’s something you should know.. when I got back to the hotel, there was blood everywhere. You might want to come clean about being in that room or.. stall your people.. I’m sure they investigating it. I can have-”

“Wait hold up, go back, there was what? WHAT ARENT YOU TELLING ME, TONYA!?”

Upton just stood there. Confused, trying to make out what was being said until she heard him shout. Tonya pointed her finger in his face. “It’s gonna be handled. I’m sure she’s all right. I will find her.”

“No.. no.. imma find her.” He brushed past her. “Halstead!” Voight shouted.

Jay turned and looked at him and upton, “Get in.” He told Tonya, she ran around getting in the passenger. He got in his truck and started up the vehicle, speeding out the precinct. “Why you didn’t lead with that Tonya? I need details.. everything you saw or can remember..”

“I’m sure she’s fine.. Dorian, Jay whatever the hell your name is. My brother wouldn’t kill her. If anything he’d rough her up.”

Jay shook his head. “And you think that’s okay?” She shook her head. “No. But I did warn the two of you to stop what you’re doing. If she’s killed, it’s on you.” She spoke with venom looking away from the road over at him. “On you.”

“If anything happens to her, I’ll never forgive myself.”

She shook her head. “Well something did. I don’t know what happened in that room but I’m actually scared.” Jay’s phone rung with Voight’s number. He let out a sharp exhale, answering. “Halstead. Where are you?”

“Something came up. I have to handle it.”

He shook his head. “You want to explain to me why the hotel we’re investigating has your undercover alias name on file? And why I have a room a mess, ransacked and blood everywhere. Jay, what’s going on? Come talk to me before you do anything stupid.. we can do this.. together.”

“This is my mess. I’m going to fix it. Just tell me, is there a body?”

Voight went silent. Jay pulled over and slammed on his break. “Voight, is there a body?”

“Yes.” Jay and Tonya both looked at eachother.

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greenmaneheart · 9 months

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~Griffis Supspecies Height Comparison + Info~ ------------------------------------ Just doing this for fun~ I made this so I can use this to design more griffins oc if I want to save time. Also explaining the differences. Not just for these that I show here, also included for other bird species. Of course, I can't filled all in here. Just try and use common senses, if you can.

There's a few things that I explained based in my universe world, so, just want to make that clear.

If the pic is kinda hard to see here, you can view the full and close up image on DA: https://www.deviantart.com/greenmaneheart/art/Griffis-Supspecies-Height-Comparison-Info-in-des-978901373

I will explain more details of what features they had. have fun reading~ ------------------------------------

Very small - HUMMINGBIRD

This also included other small bird species such as kingfisher, kookaburra, cockatiel, parakeet, parrotlet.

They have a certain natural ability based on what bird species they are; kingfisher griffins can catch fish. Kookaburra griffins can make loud and chaotic cry. And more.

Their small size makes it easy for them to fly swiftly or hide in small spaces. ------------------------------------

Medium small - OWL

This included all types of owl species out there.

They can fly without making a slightest sound of their wings flapping while flying.

Their common traits are usually quiet, watchful, sly and deep-thinkers. They seem more active hunting during night time, making them nocturnal creatures.

Owl griffins are considered as the calmest griffin compared to other subspecies griffins.

They are not usually aggressive and only do so when it's necessary like defending their home.

Despite also being considered as a predatory kind, they're pretty calm. ------------------------------------

Medium - MACAW

This included all types of macaw and medium-sized parrots species such as cockatoo, African grey parrot, scarlet macaw, black palm cockatoo and more.

Their habitats are usually in the jungle or rainforest.

Some have the ability to mimic sounds. Their special beak is for macaws, able to crack open any hard nuts easily, without any tools.

Their common traits can come in pretty friendly, intelligent, crafty and creative. They're considered as the smartest and creative subspecies of griffin. ------------------------------------

Large - NORMAL GRIFFIN

A common griffin, half eagle, half lion. However, this also included all types of eagle species, including hawk and falcons. Usually predatory birds.

This type of griffin has the biggest wingspan of all other griffins. A strong flier and the fastest flier than all other griffins.

They are also considered the strongest griffin subspecies.

They are also common subspecies and the most populated compare to other subspecies griffins.

Most of these griffins are very well known to hunt any certain food or animal easily. ------------------------------------

Medium Large - PEAFOWL

Male peacock griffins are usually a bit bigger than female peahen griffins.

However, this size can come from other types of bird such as Lyrebirds and birds of paradise.

Usually the royals are a bit bigger compared to it's average size.

Peafowl griffins are considered as the most beautiful creatures in Griffonia due to their unique pattern and colorful feathers.

Peacock griffin can fly but not as fast as other griffins. Peahen griffin cannot fly properly and can only glide.

Certain peafowl families will wear a certain gem on their forehead to easily identify their close relatives and family. This also to show off their beauty and high quality of themselves.

This has been going for many generations and now considered as their tradition.

Most peafowl are from the royal family. They live in a high ground place called The Proud Tree Kingdom.

They're usually very graceful, elegant, and well mannered. They always try to maintain their appearance to stay clean and beautiful to show that they are more superior than other griffins. ------------------------------------

Very tall and large - OSTRICH

Ostrich griffins are considered as the largest griffin subspecies.

They are also one of the griffins that cannot fly.

Females can have pale, pastel, whitish or brown color feathers, while males have dark coloring feathers.

However, as a normal ostrich would have, they're able to run fast compared to other griffins. Their highest speed limit is almost the same speed as the normal griffin's flying speed.

Most ostrich griffins participated in a racing sport game, and so were considered as professional racers.

These griffins can usually be found in many populations living somewhere in the desert western land, which is where the racing stadium for ostriches is located.

#base #bird #griffin #griffon #gryphon #macaw #ostrich #owl #referencesheet #refsheet #royal #griffonia #griffonoc #avian #fantasy #hummingbird #peacock #reference #heightcomparison #Description

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templeofoccultpractices · 9 months

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ABADDON(APOLLYON)

Enn:Es na ayer Abaddon avage

Other names:Appolyon, Apollyon, Appolion, Abbadan, Abbaton, Abadon

Originally, Abaddon was a place and not an angel or being. In rabbinic writings and the Old Testament, Abaddon is primarily a place of destruction and a name for one of the regions of Gehenna (see Hell). The term occurs six times in the Old Testament. In Proverbs 15:11 and 27:20, it is named with Sheol as a region of the underworld. In Psalm 88:11, Abaddon is associated with the grave and the underworld.

Abaddon (Apollyon) is the angel of death, destruction, and the netherworld. The name Abaddon is derived from the Hebrew term for “to destroy” and means “place of destruction.” Apollyon is the Greek name.

In magic Abaddon is often equated with Satan and Samael. His name is evoked in conjuring spells for malicious deeds. Abaddon is the prince who rules the seventh hierarchy of demons, the Erinyes, or Furies, who govern powers of, discord, war, and devastation.

In Job 26:6, Abaddon is associated with Sheol. Later, Job 28:22 names Abaddon and Death together, implying personiﬁed beings. In Revelation 9:10, Abaddon is personiﬁed as the king of the abyss, the bottomless pit of hell. Revelation also cites the Greek version of the name, Apollyon, probably a reference to Apollo, Greek god of pestilence and destruction.

Abaddon destroys false illusions and masks, however once the truth is revealed the foundation of truth is planted. He transforms the energy and core power can rise from the depth of our soul. Abaddon reveals the practitioners core power just as he crushes and destroys. The practitioners courage comes out a destroys the illusions. He is a powerful guide and imitates the journey through the depth of darkness. The journey of the abyss is one of countless trials and lessons. Abaddon is one is an incredible teacher and Advisor and reveals the truth of the dark depth within.

Call upon Abaddon for

⬩Courage

⬩Destroy false illusions

⬩Destroy masks

⬩Transformation

⬩Truth within even ones we don't wish to hear

⬩Ask him what else he will work with you on⬩

⊱•━━━━━━⊰In Ritual⊱━━━━━•⊰

Enn:Es na ayer Abaddon avage

Sigil:Posted above

Plant:Chamomile, Calendula, Aloe, Elder, Tillandsia Xerographica, African Blackwood, Walnut, Eucalyptus

Incense:Black Copal, Benzoin, Dragons Blood, Labdanum, Opoponax

⬩Red, black, purple, metallic grey, silver candles or objects

⬩Ask Abaddon what he likes⬩

⬩It is important to learn protections before trying to work with any spirits. You can get tricksters and parasites if you don't.

Cleansings- cleaning your space of negative energies. You can burn herbs or incense for this.

Banishings- forcing negative energies out of your space. The lesser banishing ritual is one of the most commonly used.

Warding- wards keep negative energy out of your space. Amulets, sigils and talismans do this.

Set up a your space and do a cleanse and banishing. Have wards up in your home. Meditation is to calm yourself and get your mind ready. The sigil (symbol) is what you draw on paper. The enn is what you chant or say to call forth the spirit.⬩

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sweetlilbird · 1 year

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if the skeletons could have a pet what animal/s would they pick?

(i'll leave it to you to decide whether the creature is within the realm of possibility for pet-ownership kjdfgkfdg)

Oooh, good question 👀

Undertale:

Sans: If it were possible, Sans would absolutely love to own a Red Panda. Despite their adorable faces and cuddly bodies, they actually don't like interaction with others, preferring solitude, which is something Sans could totally get behind.

Papyrus: Papyrus is a cat person all the way (as are most of the other Papyri). However, he specifically loves the Scottish Fold breed! He constantly fawns over their cute little ears and big eyes.

Underfell:

Red: Red actually isn't a huge pet person, he thinks they smell and he's not very good at taking care of himself, let alone another animal. Though, he does think about how funny it would be to own an African Grey bird and teach it a ton of swear words.

Edge: Probably the biggest cat guy out there! Doomfanger is a fan favorite for his pet, and while the breed of Doomfanger isn't necessarily canon...I see her as an all black Oriental Shorthair. Seriously, if Edge were a cat, that's what breed he'd be.

Underswap:

Blue: Blue loves dogs! His favorite breed is the Dalmatian, the signature dog of firehouses all around the country! He also loves Golden Retrievers.

Stretch: Stretch has an affinity for all things amphibious, especially frogs! He thinks they're so cute, and he'd love to own a bunch of Australian Green tree frogs some day.

Swapfell:

Indigo: He doesn't like pets at all; they smell, make messes that he'll have to clean because no one else will do it, and they cost a lot to care for properly. Though, he wouldn't mind having a Budgie or two, sitting on his shoulder as he works on paperwork.

Cash: Cash loves cats too, but he prefers the bigger cats! Lions, tigers (but not bears), and even bobcats! He really loves the snow leopard the most.

Fellswap:

Black: A Chihuahua. No, I will not elaborate.

Rus: Rus likes snakes, specifically Ball pythons! Their little tongues are so cute~ Rus also loves spiders of any kind!

Fellswap Gold:

Wine: He likes dogs, with a preference to the larger breeds. He's always wanted a Dobermann Pinscher, but he dislikes the practice of cropping ears and tails.

Coffee: The second biggest cat lover, right behind Edge. His favorite breeds are the Maine Coon and the Norwegian Forest cat, both majestic floofs in their own way!

Horrortale:

Bear: Bear is a big guy, so he's a little hesitant around smaller animals, but he loves all types of rodents! His favorites are Dumbo rats (those ears though!!!) and Capybaras.

Sugar: Despite being a cat guy, he can't handle the amount of hair they shed due to his allergies, but he likes the Sphynx breed! Sugar would make them little sweaters and hats to keep them warm.

Thank you for sending a question! This was a fun one to answer!

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#ask sweetlilbird #undertale headcanons #undertale #underfell #underswap #swapfell #fellswap #fellswap gold #horrortale #tw spiders #just in case!#sweetlilbird's friends

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pangolin-404 · 11 months

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I haven't seen anyone talk about this but like. Caligula is definitely dead. Misty was in that cult for how many days, and how many more until she returns home?

The only time she's thought about Caligula since entering the cult was for her initiation, and even then, that was a caricature supporting her affections for Walter. A part of me wonders if she loves Caligula because he, being a pet parrot, is intelligent but dependent on her, and since she has her old obsessions to pursue, she eventually loses focus on keeping him alive.

Sure she cleans his cage and feeds him but an grey parrot is not an animal to be kept as a pet because their physical and emotional needs can't easily be met in captivity. She pursues her passions (she clearly loves african grey parrots, one's on her phone background, on her tote bag, it's her reddit username) to the point of damaging those passions for her own enjoyment. like. she's not a stupid person. she puts thought into his care. but not enough to accept she shouldn't own him

She forgot about this bird that is dependent on her for everything. One of the few times we see Misty openly lose her gourd was when Caligula's life was threatened; she loves him and will throttle someone for him. But she's left him alone for... how long, now? How long does it take for a bird to starve? She's going to shamble home from Lottie's cult and that bird is going to be dead in his cage.

#thoughts #yellowjackets #yellowjackets posting #misty quigley #me (caligula) rooting for a bird (caligula) to die so I can watch the complex latticework of misty's psyche crack #fascinated by misty's dedication to an animal she should not have in her house

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system-of-a-feather · 1 year

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A small tip of perspective for those that struggle to navigate their own needs but are animal lovers / pet parents, try to approach yourself and your needs (and for systems, parts and system needs) as if you were trying to understand a specific needs profile of a breed / version of the pet aren't the most aware of and don't have the ability to look up. I don't know how well this applies to non-dog/bird species, but largely in birds and dogs, there is a large variety of needs depending on the species / breed you get and even within species and breeds. What one needs is going to be drastically different from the other

What sort of enrichment is necessary to make this animal happy and able to live to the most of their natural behavioral capabilities? What sort of social exposure and activity does this animal need to meet their needs and make sure they have an enriched life? What have they been eating? Has it been one same meal over and over again beyond the point of enjoying it still? When was the last time things were changed up? When was the last time they were bathed or given the opportunity to see something new?

Largely our system is a bird, and like any bird, you really can't keep them in a cage all day so we have system rules that we should try to leave the house every day for at least an hour and preferably go somewhere that has something to look at that we haven't done in a while. We call this the "Fly the Coop" time and its just a general welfare rule. Treat the bird in our brain like the bird it is and give it it's "outside time" because not giving a bird that would be very bad for them.

We also are a parrot to be specific so it is very important to give us something to work on, a puzzle to figure out, and active mental stimuli and enrichment. We have a very high curious and drive to learn and figure things out, so like any particularly curious parrot, its important to lay out a number of activities, problems, and puzzles for us to figure out and build on - as a result it is important for us to always have a list of skills and problem solving and creation related things availible for us to engage with.

We are also very social but we aren't so much the active cuddler (save for specific parts) and active affectionate type, so much as we are more around the ways of an African Grey or Cockatiel that needs passive company and benefits from a mutually engaged environment; so it is important to have people (or birds for our case as it fills the need) around us doing their own thing and even better if they are also engaged as it lets us relax in an engaged state. Mutual engagement is one of the solid bonding activities. Additionally, we fill our social needs often in the form of social bathing, social eating, and general social cleaning / preening, so when possible, its good to put ourselves in environments where others are doing similar and/or bring our close people and our birds into those activities with us.

Routine is highly important to us as well which again is a good parallel to parrots so we keep that in mind.

With the general frame work, we can really easily apply a mental check list / needs list by largely applying a "welfare and needs" marker for a "non-existant parrot" and apply that to ourselves so rather than trying to figure out what "We Need", we can just make sure we have made sure the parrot need profile in our head has been met.

Largely following the general caresheet for the specific type of parrot that we are has honestly led to a lot better self care and day to day management of our mental, psychological, and physical health so its a perspective thing I do recommend.

#alter: lucille #c-ptsd #ptsd #self care #coping #recovery

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First up is gifted!

This isnt all of them as some are on the Sparrow Tree 2.0.

But this selection of skulls hit nearly every sector of the venn diagram.

Juvenile Shag- Cleaned but in pieces so needed gluing together, gifted with another purchase

Buzzard- Semi clean, crushed and broken needed final cleaning and gluing into place.

Cat- Needed a bubble bath but otherwise clean. Gifted by my dad the first proper skull of the collection.

Davey, African Grey- Raw, partially mummified. Complete cleaning required. Gifted by the owner after his passing.

Song Thrush- Raw but fresh, gifted as it wasnt in a good enough condition for taxidermy.

House Sparrow- Raw, picked up after a Sparrowhawk dropped it when she got stuck in building (she came out fine). Picked up by Al's then girlfriend.

Starling- In need of cleaning, then forgotten about and covered in algae. Not in great condition still. Gifted with another purchase.

19/06/22

#vulture culture uk #vulture culture #oddities #taxidermy #bones #skull #skull collecting #animal skull #curiosities #bone cleaning #bone processing

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To the Authors who read this line I'm a fan of hard work all the authors who made great storys are pure Brainiac in make all the storys that fans love to read so I hope all you authors like my ideas in the reviews box to inspired making great storys so I hope you Authors will be inspired by ideas who are post in review of favorite authors so I hope you like my ideas so goodluck by RQ Guest. P.S: I only a fan with autism who read fanfic only to help my reading I know had to make great story ideas but I can't write them down as great storys I don't have that writer flow in me like the other Authors so my story ideas are free to make your own storys likes with no fear of copyright from me so good luck. dark/grey story ben 10 when it start in Gweniverse timeline with ben having no powers and is jealous her after original series adventures ben start walk down a dark path I like join a gang but ben one day discovered Undertown before the alien force series start and so he start by takeover the gang operates by stealing or buy alien technology to reverse engineering an selling it to the highest bidders on Earth to start growing his criminal empire, to hide work from gwen 10 and the Plumbers he made a villain identity to hide his face and crime operations name MR X wearing the a black red jacket and Ghost Rider leather motorbike gloves with a Red X helmet made from reverse engineering alien technology with his criminal hidden and him being a background villain with MR X identity as face man Leader of his crime lord empire in gwen adeventures. With criminal operations and his MR X identity hide ben went on Gwen's adeventrues to help her like old times to keep his identity hide and making secret deals with small time criminals as MR X to have control, power, wealth make deal through hologram meeting with other criminals like Vulkanus for a new more powerful robotic suit for 40% of the Taydenite from kevin living gem mine plan to female albedo getting black market alien technology to fix her Omnitrix for her galvan Enhanced Intelligence to build Genetics Lab for enhanced ben's DNA with alien DNA like the Rooters but left ben had his enhanced done by 10% with all DNA in a slow adaption to keep a full Complete human form but with enhanced body with everything, Ben one day ask albedo who now know ben's MR X identity to create the Antitrix for ben to be used by MR X if he went to fighting gwen 10. When the ultimate alien series start ben crime lord empire took over 65% of the planet earth's crime operations with his wealth and power growing at a fast results ben made a second identity to launders his Dirty money through his clean alias who a business man name MR Maxxie Xanatos billion who own a Small Business Shipping that starting to growing with seventh other business and with ID Mask to change his appearance, Maxxie Xanatos appearance is a thirty old African Americans with a beard with his wealth and power secure and both identity hide ben plans to take control of everything on earth and beyond as MR X hired two alien fugitives name P'andor and Andreas who on the run from Aggregor as hitman Andreas destroy a few rival business builds so MR Xanatos buy the land they are on, P'andor was send start to a few countries with Taydenite knife to releasing his true form to radiation the Countries to profitable with radiation weapons everywhere on the planet. After The Mother of All Vreedles ben had plans for Ma Vreedle Cloning Machine so he steal a blueprint copy for later use and after Aggregor was sent to the Null Void MR X use his own Null Void Projector to break him out and take a page out Vulkanus's playbook an make Aggregor a living endless supply Taydenite to mine an made into Tayden gemstones to start takeover the criminal operations in Undertown and one day the known galaxy. When at Omniverse series Gwen start her crime fight in undertown there she discovered the Source of MR X's reverse engineering alien technology operations with rook Blonko, Ben/MR X who serve as Main Antagonist for Omniverse series plans to takeover undertown's crime syndicate through Psyphon who is Ben/MR X's servant now. Gwen think she can got MR X out of hiding by stopping a few of his Business deals get him come in person who is arm with his Antitrix an his own black and red Proto-Tech Armor with his MR X identity a few days after the battle with gwen, with Billy Billions return Dimension 12 with remote control Dimension 12 robots as MR X take the remote for billy and use them to destroy 65% five city-state around earth to frame billy with a lawsuit for property damage an unknow to everyone ben plan was not to frame billy but to takeover the land and buildings of the damage cities by buy them in his MR Maxxie Xanatos name. Ben's crime syndicate growing he need more muscle to keep syndicate so he plan to use Cloning Machine he steal from Ma Vreedle to start created a few hundred vilgax's clones who are vreedle brothers smart an look like vilgax from [reboot ben 10] and a few helen wheels concubines clones with other Personalities because ben had a crush on her an flirt with her but she like many so he made copies of her to be concubines for ben before he started his heram, with the clone forces Eternal loyal to Ben/MR X begin his perfect master plan to start he buy a Techadon Robots army dehydrated cube from Inspector 13 to create a techadon robots bodyguards, than he made contact with attea to make a deal to make her Empress of the Incurseans ben/MR X offer Amber Ogia he had got from his black maker deals for Dr. Psychobos to create Ogia Concentrate to control the Way Bads for Incursean invasion of earth has ben/MR X do some damage control with his waybad form who is Alpha Mutant To'kustars on earth's governments and countries, at the end ben's MR X identity is reveal to gwen and others who when shock to the core that ben was crime lord MR X was ben, ben start monologuing about it's Gwen's fault an not good enough to be with his family's legacy after they abandonment him for gwen after speech ben's escape from his no longer family with the final part is use MR Maxxie Xanatos identity who is the CEO of multinational corporations around the world who plans make military deals with all governments and countries to Level up earth Technology to level seven. few weeks time skip after Incursean invasion when ben heard the rooters Plumber status officially revoked by the Magistrata leaving them stranded in the Null Void so ben rescue them to recruits them into his crime syndicate to get revenge on gwen and kevin. the time has come for ben's Ultimate plan to become emperor of the solar system that start through Maxxie Xanatos become President of the United States an through MR X and Maxxie Xanatos's backdoor deals with politicians, military and other Countries powers ben had reverse engineering Nanochips alien from Alien Swarm with Elena Validus help to take over buyers minds and made into loyal slaves who hand over move power to Ben/Maxxie Xanatos President Office who is Creating an army in secret comprised for different aliens like kickin hawk, vilgax, armodrillo and Chamalien as template for ben's alien clone troopers an then started to cloned Phil Billings for he's human clone troopers with alien powers like the Rooters originally plan, a massive force of robot soldier an he's personal Techadon Robots bodyguards and mercenary groups, then he reveal Maxxie Xanatos identity to gwen an the others that ben is now the President of the United States [an a small joke for you Kevin vote for him] in a landslide and the wealthy man on earth with plans to takeover the world who has a massive army an 90% military and other Countries powers under his control. HERAM: helen wheels concubines clones, female Albedo, Swift, Elena, Charmcaster, Subdora, attea and Sunny

#ben 10

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Random fun question time!! If you were to give each Amis a pet, what animal would you give them and why?

ooooh EXCELLENT question, here's my answers. Some are die hard headcanons I have and others I just thought of, but all of them are right because I say so

Enjolras- Cat. He's a cat person 100%. He likes them because they're independent and self-sufficient, which is probably a quality he appreciates in people too. But also....they're soft. Lil paws. Slow blink. Also I feel like he had a cat when he was a kid, like a big fancy Persian or something. When he's an adult he adopts from a shelter.

Combeferre- African 👏 Grey 👏 Parrot 👏 Combeferre thinks people don't talk enough about the fact that parrots can literally speak. They fascinate him. So he has an African Grey and he teaches it tricks and phrases and speaks to it like it's human and it's the smartest bird you'll ever meet in your life. Also he taught it to mimic Courfeyrac, its impression is uncanny.

Courfeyrac- oooh he needs a big bouncy dog with as much energy as he has- a Labrador or a Collie or something. He loves big goofy dogs with big smiling grins, and he loves how every time he comes home his doggo is waiting there and is always so excited to see him again, it warms his heart. And he likes to go on jogs with it too.

Jehan- Is Jehan a dog person? No. Is Jehan a cat person? No. Jehan is a lizard person. They have an iguana and they like to put a lead on it and take it on the metro with them lmao. They actually like the amount of work that goes into caring for them, from cleaning the enclosure to the heat lamps to the live bugs they have to feed it. Plus it looks really cool.

Bahorel- everyone knows about my "Bahorel has a Newfoundland dog called Nemo" headcanon by now, it is an absolute classic. Bahorel loves big dogs because they look kind of fearsome and scary but most of the time they are gentle giants, and Bahorel can relate to that. Nemo in particular is the biggest ball of fluff and drool you will ever meet <3

Feuilly- Feuilly likes fish. He has a tank with a few goldfish, because they're low maintenance and nice to look at, but if he had more time he would love to get a tank full of tropical fish, he just thinks they're gorgeous and there's something very serene about watching them glide around the tank

Joly- Cat person Joly is canon so there's that for starters. He likes the easy affection and chilled out personality of cats, and plus he just thinks they're funny. He has lots of photos and videos of his cat doing dumb shit, and hundreds more photos of it just existing because.,,,.,,, so cute. Any time he speaks to anyone he's like Hello Would You Like To See My Son and then boom. Five hundred cat photos. He has a sphynx cat and likes to joke that it reminds him of Bossuet (he thinks he's hilarious- and he's right).

Bossuet- Pet rock because it's the only thing he can keep alive lmao. Ok not really. He likes cats because of osmosis from Joly (he does not look like Joly's cat- He doesn't), but I can also see him with gerbils or hamsters or something similar? I have no real reason for this he just has hamster vibes honestly

Grantaire- Dog guy. Not a purebread, a mixed breed. I feel like he likes dogs that aren't hugely energetic, but he likes the way having a dog forces him to get out of his bed and go for a walk at least once a day. He likes how loyal they are too. I feel like he didn't even try to adopt a dog, one just wandered into his house one day after him and a week later it was still there and he was like "huh. Guess I have a dog now?"

#headcanon #answered #animalssss!!!!#i got carried away with this lmao

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#Letters from Watson #lettersfromwatson

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Kujichagulia 2022-23

The first day of Kwanzaa represented being a part of the community because life revolves around communication and it cannot thrive without it. However, there is an opposite to everything in this world, therefore you must also provide yourself with self-care. Thus, the red candle is lit today to represent strength, determination, and grounding.

Kujichagulia Activities Part 1

A lot of things in this world is spoken to you in a watered-down manner to teach you how to decode messages like a riddle, because everything will not get handed or spoken to you directly. Similar to a dark and gloomy sky, you automatically know that it is going to rain. Also, you might have heard that it is important for us to spend time alone, but why? It is due to our energies being drained like how you feel after a long day of work. People are full of energies and that is why you can "feel the vibe of the room" or "negative energy." Thus, take this day to nurture yourself with self-care. As I said yesterday in Umoja, everything has a meaning even the days of the week. Today is Tuesday, the day of action. So start moving! Begin your workout routine, clean up your room, and start journaling.

Symbolization: Colors

Many people contradict themselves all of the time by saying things like, "things happen for a reason" or "there's an opposite to everything" but if that same person breaks their arm then those quotes are no longer valid until a new favorable situation comes along. So, it is important for us to remain open minded. Unfortunately, technology is making people neglect their spiritual senses (sometimes you think that you are sad about things in the physical world, but in reality your spiritual world is imbalanced.) Your ancestors were surrounded by nature so they constantly explored and created things all day long. But, what hobbies or discoveries are you doing? And discovering a post on Facebook does not count.

Imagine if you were to buy things for a Kwanzaa celebration. Would you buy decorations with the colors pink, grey, and purple? Possibly not, because the holiday has a specific set of colors because of its meaning and vibe. Colors shape the reality of your mental state. Have you noticed that most fast food places are red and yellow? This is because red stimulates your appetite and yellow brings in a welcoming feeling.

Here's a few colors with their representations and how they affect your life:

Black

Power, elegance, authority. The opposite is fear, rebellion, darkness. This makes sense why black cats (and other black things) are feared, but black cats also symbolize protection, fortune, and adaptability. So next time you see a black cat do not be afraid because it is most likely a message that you need to ground your mental, spiritual, or physical life better.

Red

Action, courage, security. The opposite is sacrifice, danger, survival. This is why you instantly stop your car when you are approaching a red light because it will create danger if you do not halt your vehicle just like a red stop sign. Blood is red and you need it for survival.

Green

Rebirth, nature, health. The opposite is death, jealousy, greed. This is why the most healthiest foods are your greens! When the winter time comes flowers die, but flowers eventually blossom again. In addition, money makes some people jealous or greedy.

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Self-care: Days of the Week

Receiving Messages During Your Spiritual Journey

Kwanzaa Master List

Black & African Excellence Master List

Spirituality Master List

(Both pictures found in Bellanaija.com. Art: Mr Phisha’s Afro-futuristic Art Collection)

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WIP - Where Will You Go to Die

Snippet from a one shot that finally got a title.

No ship but unrequited feelings, Female Asexual Nomad V, character study.

No proofreading, we die like men.

They told her she was born with a map in her lap, that it was a blood thing. Ivy never put much credit into that blabber, her talent, if she has any, is the fruit of her hard work, and her work alone. All that they never saw, the nights she spent perched on every old, half-decaying paper map and blueprint she could put a hand on, overlaying the old and the new on canvas she only could understand as her lamp burned long after those of the whole camp went dark. The puzzles of the southwestern wastelands always growing piece by piece, what she couldn’t find a guide or information about, those black holes in the plans, she mounted her ride and went to explore, often alone on her Brennan Appolo, only a pistol as a shield, a box of amo and a flask of hot tea. The Bakkers seniors gave up on reasoning with her after a while, she never gave them a sufficient reason to chase her out of the clan anyway, as long as she provided. That, and they were a superstitious bunch.

“Daughter, I give you the four directions of the world, for no one knows where you’ll go to die”* ( Those, as told in Tuareg legends, are the words fathers say to their sons when they reache the age of nomadism, tweaked here for plot purposes ;))

They were her mother’s last words as she passed her on the only piece of jewelry she ever wore, an “odd” cross Ivy kept around her neck since then. Mother, whose words were rare and disjointed held her eyes with such an intense stare Ivy had to look away, the grasp on her chin afterward wasn’t tender, forcing her back into bottomless, hard eyes, and she saw a prayer there, not a supplication, but an order, to survive. Then like that, she was gone.

Mother was a nomad too. Her parents before her, nomads. No, they’ve never been fallen corpo slaves, never blackballed from homes and offices or forced to leave their farms. They've never known anything but the endless desert, a Sahara only ruled by the four winds. They were survivors of the few tribes that resisted machine civilization alone until the African desert was by decree of the last corpowar victorious allies annexed and divided and cleared out of its people. They’d sent drones and bots to locate the clans and flatlined everyone, purchasing the runaways as they fled. There was no use to keep the locals alive, without civil status and affiliation, it was easier to clean out the map of an entire population without thinking too much about accountability. Using the nomads as working power was costly, who would invest in a bunch of illiterates? Everything is justifiable in the name of progress, even genocide.

Mother, the original nomad was buried with the secrets of her life. While she lived clad in obstinate mutism, the only legacy she left for her sole child was an amulet and a pile of maps and notes, encoded bequest Ivy devoted her days and nights to interrogate.

By the fifth anniversary of her mother’s death, Ivy could pride herself with a mini atlas of the badlands under her arms, the unaccomplished fruit of her work that she never conceded to put in a shard. It wasn’t just a mapping of the area, that was something available and common when one knew where to look, it didn’t lay out the roads, freeways, small encampments, towns, and gas stations, it was a nomad guide, or at least an attempt to it, outlining the blind spots, the possible escape routes and shortcuts, drawing up the natural hideouts and the frequency of sandstorms, contained notes on the fauna and useful flora, anything Ivy could put there, everything she knew, the grey matter of her brain. For Ivy, possessing a digital copy was out of the question, handing it to some Raffen Shiv as they fry her head, never an option. The clan put up with her eccentricities, for a while.

The habit was that gambling lovers started their bets as soon as they saw Ivy gas up.

She’ll return, return she will not.

Smartass Quinn used to pluck the spikes of old cactus leaves, one after another, dramatic every time she prepped for one of her exploratory runs. Quinn liked her, she liked Quinn too, yet the day she pushed them gently away when their hands ventured too far up under her shirt, she didn’t see kindness in their eyes, just a hurt ego, unable to understand how one could claim feelings and never “act on them”. Ever since she hadn’t had much luck with the others, responses varied, she rarely saw acceptance. By the time she finally came to terms with who she was, the Bakkers woke up to the disappearance of their fourth leader.

Chari fucking Dahling was the real start of the end. A family deserted by its own leader, a spectacular way to set an example. After she came drunks and characterless cowards, family supplies dwindled as agreements and contracts with the other clans were broken on whims. A year before the final decision to join Snake Nation put the execution rope around the family’s neck, Ivy’s skin resembled more her maps than human flesh, cuts and scars attesting to the dead-end they were all heading to with the furious joy of mad men.

She opposed but never left when she could. It was her biggest mistake, too late to talk, too late to leave, waiting too long, living on the outskirts of the family. She should have listened to Ossian as he packed years ago. On that last night, her screams went through hanged men’s deaf ears. The longest night of her life. A gun barrel stayed pointed at her head as she threw into the flames the sole copy of her efforts, but the dead hand that held the gun never dared to shout.

“ You come back, you’re dead meat” were Orhan's ironic last shaky words the wind carried to her as she kicked off.

… For no one knows where you’ll go to die.

#fanfic #cp77 #nomad v #asexual V #female V #character study #Cyberpunk2077

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