#they have a boar and two dogs

[junkartie]

Guys rate my collection

#my bf found me the boar skull for our anniversary 💗😎 #dont come at me i found all of these myself none of it was unethically bought #except the seahorse 😔 u can come at me for that #some chick found it allegedly and sold it to me for 2 bucks #boar skull #two dog skulls #a squirell and turtle skull #bird skull #dried seahorse snake lizard and idk the name of the bug #some crab claws #i also have a goat horn

[darkwood-sleddog]

I'm late getting back to this but invasive species anon who was sad about pigeons - I mean if they're causing problems for native species fair enough, I just think it's sad we abandoned them and it's come to this. I hope we can be as humane as we can with them - same as cats in Aus/NZ - roaming cats are pretty unequivocally hugely harmful to an ecological system that evolved completely separately, so much as poisoning etc is unpalatable, sometimes it comes down to minimizing damage.

I mean I personally don't know much about the impacts of pigeons on native fauna and the environment, but I do enjoy them as a critter, they're fun to interact with and I'd hope that we could keep responsibly kept domesticated (non feral) aviaries going.

I would personally be cautious about poisons though for invasives as poisons also impact native fauna, some of which cannot take the hit/risk etc, as well as responsibly kept domestic animals who may come across it or pick up a poisoned animal by accident.

I think people overall really struggle to deal with the conflicting morality that comes with how we need to deal with invasives. They are told to be compassionate to animals which yes, we should be, but we also need to think and act very decisively for the planet at this time because the "buffer" time we had where we knew these things were causing problems, has been largely wasted with incredibly slow action or straight up inaction. Being able to capture and home cats that can be is a great sentiment, but that one method used alone is not the action that is needed right now.

#not dogs #invasive species #and like for my fellow usaians #boars are so tasty and we will probably never get rid of them #millions in texas alone #but maybe we can eat ourselves out of some of their larger environmental impacts #isnt that just the most american thing ever honestly #people don't want to kill animals that are cute to them or animals that remind them of their beloved pets and i get that #but its like does your compassion also negate the good of this planet #you can have both bc this is nuanced #but people have to be much more forgiving of death in these circumstances then they are now #like rn the northeast is dealing with lanternflies and they #strip our trees clear and impact native grape supply #nobody has a problem stomping on these bugs #but people tend to feel a WAY about mammals even if their impact is the same or worse #just my two cents but i totally agree it needs to be done humanely #the problem is some people's definitions of 'humane' never involves death

[fixomnia-scribble]

WOW.

Scientists found an amazingly well-preserved village from 3,000 years ago

Text below, in case article access dries up:

LONDON — A half-eaten bowl of porridge complete with wooden spoon, communal rubbish bins, and a decorative necklace made with amber and glass beads are just a handful of the extraordinarily well-preserved remnants of a late Bronze Age hamlet unearthed in eastern England that’s been dubbed “Britain’s Pompeii” and a “time capsule” into village life almost 3,000 years ago.

The findings from the site, excavated in 2015 to 2016, are now the subject of two reports, complete with previously unseen photos, published this week by University of Cambridge archaeologists, who said they cast light onto the “cosy domesticity” of ancient settlement life.

“It might be the best prehistoric settlement that we’ve found in Britain,” Mark Knight, the excavation director and a co-author of the reports, said in an interviewThursday. “We took the roofs off and inside was pretty much the contents,” he said. “It’s so comprehensive and so coherent.”

The reason for the rare preservation: disaster.

The settlement, thought to have originally consisted of several large roundhouses made of wood and constructed on stilts above a slow-moving river, was engulfed by a fire less than a year after being built.

During the blaze, the buildings and much of their contents collapsed into a muddy river below that “cushioned the scorched remains where they fell,” the university said of the findings. This combination of charring from the fire and waterlogging led to “exceptional preservation,” the researchers found.

“Because of the nature of the settlement, that it was burned down and its abandonment unplanned, everything was captured,” Knight added.

“As we excavated it, there was that feeling that we were picking over someone else’s tragedy,” he said of the eerie site in the swampy fenland of East Anglia. “I don’t think we could smell the fire but the amount of ash around us — it felt close.”

Researchers said they eventually unearthed four large wooden roundhouses and an entranceway structure, but the original settlement was probably “twice as big.”

The site at Must Farm dates to about 850 B.C., eight centuries before Romans came to Britain. Archaeologists have been shocked at “just how clear the picture is” of late Bronze Age life based on the level of detail uncovered, Knight said.

The findings also showed that the communities lived “a way of life that was more sophisticated than we could have imagined,” Duncan Wilson, head of Historic England, the public body responsible for preserving England’s historic environment, said in a statement.

The findings unearthed include a stack of spears, possibly for hunting or defense; a decorative necklace “with beads from as far away as Denmark and Iran”; clothes of fine flax linen; and a female adult skull rendered smooth, “perhaps a memento of a lost loved one,” the research found.

The inhabitants’ diet was also rich and varied, including boar, pike and bream, along with wheat and barley.

A pottery bowl with the finger marks of its maker in the clay was also unearthed, researchers said, still containing its final meal — “a wheat-grain porridge mixed with animal fats” — with a wooden spatula resting inside the bowl.

“It appears the occupants saved their meat juices to use as toppings for porridge,” project archaeologist Chris Wakefield said in the university’s news release. “Chemical analyses of the bowls and jars showed traces of honey along with ruminant meats such as deer, suggesting these ingredients were combined to create a form of prehistoric honey-glazed venison,” he added.

Skulls of dogs — probably kept as pets and to help with hunting — were also uncovered, and the dogs’ fossilized feces showed they fed on scraps from their owners’ meals, the research found.

The buildings, some connected by walkways, may have had up to 60 people living there all together, Knight said, along with animals.

Although no intact sets of human remains were found at the site, indicating that the inhabitants probably fled the fire safely, several sheep bones were found burned indoors. “Skeletal remains showed the lambs were three to six months old, suggesting the settlement was destroyed sometime in late summer or early autumn,” according to the university’s news release.

Ceramic and wooden vessels including tiny cups, bowls and large storage jars were also found. Some pots were even designed to nest, stacked inside one another, Knight said — evidence of an interest in aesthetics as well as practicality.

A lot of similar items were found replicated in each home, Knight added, painting the picture of completely independent homesteads for each family unit rather than distinct buildings for shared tasks — much like we live today.

Household inventories often included metal tools, loom weights, sickles for crop harvesting, axes and even handheld razors for cutting hair.

The roundhouses — one of which had almost 50 square meters (nearly 540 square feet) of floor space — had hearths and insulated straw and clay roofs. Some featured activity zones for cooking, sleeping and working akin to modern-day rooms.

The Must Farm settlement has produced the largest collection of everyday Bronze Age artifacts ever discovered in the United Kingdom, according to Historic England, which partly funded the 1.1 million pound ($1.4 million) excavation project.

The public body labeled the site a “time capsule,” including almost 200 wooden artifacts, over 150 fiber and textile items, 128 pottery vessels and more than 90 pieces of metalwork. Some items will go on display at the nearby Peterborough Museum next month.

Archaeologists never found a “smoking gun” cause for the fire, Knight said. Instead, they suspect it was either an attack from “outside forces,” which may explain why the inhabitants never returned to collect their possessions from the debris, or an accidental blaze that spread rapidly across the tightly nestled homes.

“Probably all that was left was the people and what they were wearing; everything else was left behind,” Knight said of the fire.

But the preservation has left a window for people to look back through in the future. “You could almost see and smell their world,” he said.

“The only thing that was missing was the inhabitants,” Knight added. “And yet … I think they were there — you certainly got glimpses.”

#archaeology #bronze age #UK archaeology #excavations

[bunjywunjy]

Are bears just.... undomesticatable

My friend and I were talking about it today, how humans will pet anything and domesticate anything even remotely friend shaped...so what happened with bears?

I mean we tamed wolves and big cats (domesticated themselves but ya know) oxen, deer and birds, wild boar....why never did we make tiny lovable bears?

well, the shortest answer to that is that domestication isn't really something we did TO animals, it's a process that happens over time that requires work from both ends! it's a two-way-street, so to speak.

see, for domestication to really work, the domesticated species has to actually need something from humans that they then get when they enter a partnership with us.

for dogs? companionship, food, shelter, safety of the group, and assistance with child rearing and territory defense.

for cats? access to a steady food supply, shelter and safe places to rear their young, companionship.

for horses? protection, safety and shelter, healing of injuries and illnesses, and a constant sense of reassurance.

for livestock animals like cows, pigs, and goats? guaranteed safety, healing of injuries and illnesses, assurance of producing young in a safe place, and an eventual swift mostly-painless death free of the agonies of the wilder food chain.

but bears?

bears don't want anything from us. bears don't NEED anything from us. they'll eat our trash, but they're just as happy pulling salmon out of a river somewhere.

they don't have any use for human protection or shelter. they'll eat you if they think it's a valid option on the table. (pun intended)

so no, no matter how much you might like a domesticated grizzly to cuddle up to on cold nights, they're just not interested and so it will never happen.

and that's okay! there are some animals that we just don't have anything to offer to, and it's good to acknowledge that.

bears belong in the wild.

#cursed biology

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

So.. I have no idea if this request is suitable.. I am a fan of crossovers related to the reader. I hope you can do it.

GN!Adult!Reader who is from Teyvat(what was originally an isekai in Teyvat, with a phone, manga and other things of our world), and takes the role of Harbingers (replacement for Scaramouche). The reader has the Electrovision and Pyrodelusion.

And also, what if the reader will be called "Brigella", "Guardian"? I would like the reaction of the characters themselves to Teyvat, the title of the reader and Fatui to slip through there more. Also... the reader's version of the delusion was similar to Shibusawa's. But the reader had three dragon tails, two horns, and claws.

P.s. I didn't originally plan to do it, but I wondered how they would react to it. Thank you for giving me your attention, I hope the idea is not absurd.

The Fifth Descender, The Sixth Descender, The Seventh... Where did you all came from?

Self-Aware! BSD Characters x GN! Sixth Harbinger! Reader

Genshin Impact x Bungou Stray Dogs Crossover

Description: Teyvat never had that many Descenders in one time period.

There is a long-ish background on how Reader became Harbinger.

Warning: OOC. English is my second language.

🐾 Even if someone threaten to post your embarrassing child picture online, demanding answers, you can't tell, how you got in Teyvat.

🐾 One day you simply woke up in the Mondstadt. You had your phone with you, and, thankfully, your clothes do fit to run in the wilderness. But, there were few huge problems.

🐾 First, instead of waking up under Statue of the Seven/Starfell Valley/Venessa's tree/Stormbearer Coast, you woke up in Dadaupa Gorge. Not far away from Forgotten Sword Cemetery. And really close to hilichurls' tribes.

🐾 Second, you have no idea, if you can understand people of Teyvat and if they can understand you. It took Paimon three months to teach Traveler Teyvat's language. So, there was a chance, that the language wasn't similar to the languages you knew.

🐾 Third, you had no idea, what to do next. You were confused and lost. Should you stay in the wilderness? But how long you can do it? Yes, there were no season changes in the game, but, you were sure, that there were seasons. And, you don't think you could travel to Sumeru to stay in the warm climate.

🐾 Should you go to the Mondstadt? But, once again, what if there is a language barrier?

🐾 You made a little breathing exercise, trying to calm down. Perhaps, you should think about something positive.

🐾 Well, you are alive and healthy. You check your phone.

🐾 Surprisingly, your battery had an infinite symbol near it. And, what you really appreciate, you had an Internet connection.

🐾 Well, at least you will be entertained.

🐾 Now, you should think, what to do next.

🐾 You try to stand up and feel something cold under your fingers. That something immediately became warm under your fingers. And the warmth was calming. You check, what it was.

🐾 An Electro Vision. Your Electro Vision🐾 The situation became more and more complicated.

🐾 You decide to explore a little.

🐾 With vision in hand, you carefully start moving.

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🐾 Your search was lucky. First, you found a bunch of sunsetias and few apples. You also manage to find a common chest, that gift you some mora, two pieces of Berserker chest and Fillet Blade.

🐾 Now you have a weapon and some money.

🐾 You tried to use your new electric power.

🐾 By 'trying' you mean 'try to infuse sword with Electro and hit '

🐾 It was hard, to infuse the sword with Electro, but, at least, you manage to catch a boar and few fishes.

🐾 Okay, you are (kind of) protected and have food. Now, you should find a place to sleep.

🐾 During your search, you decide to stay in the wilderness for some time. At least, until you will be sure, that others can understand you.

🐾 But, where should you stay? You don't remember any abandoned tents or caves (except the one with Cryo Regisvine). And, you don't want to sleep in the open air.

🐾 You almost changed your decision, when a weird idea came to you. You were near camps of three hilichurls' tribes. Should you…?

🐾 Quick Internet search and you have a Hilichurlian dictionary. After spending time with rehearsing, you start carrying the boar to the Sleepy Tribe Camp.

🐾 If you fail... Well, you will haunt Ella Musk.

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🐾 You were sitting before the campfire, enjoying sunsetias and grilled fish. Hilichurls, that you spent a few days with, were either dancing, sleeping or eating.

🐾 You manage to have a deal. You share part of the meat or fish you manage to get and, in return, you could stay in the camp, sleep in one of the huts and use a cooking pot.

🐾 Hilichurls were... surprisingly good camp-mates. They didn't bother you and were fine with any share of the food you brought. Doesn't matter, if today you gave them a whole boar or two fishes. And, they respected your sleeping place and don't try to steal the belongings you had.

🐾 You explore the wilderness, practicing your Electro Vision.

🐾 You tried to use different kinds of weapons. Thanks to hilichurls, that, apparently, keep some trophies, you manage to get the rest of the in-game weapons.

🐾 Your swords skills wasn't professional in any way. Good for hunting, but, when few Whopperflowers try to attack you, you mostly relied on your Vision.

🐾 Claymore was too heavy for you. The spear wasn't very comfortable to use. Elemental arrows were unstable, and your aim wasn't that good. But, with catalyst, you feel like fish in the water.

🐾 For letting you have the catalyst, you gave hilichurls all meat you got that day. Plus, remembering Venti's story quest, you sang them a few folk songs from your world.

🐾 Now, your life have some kind of stability. The next step - Teyvat's language.

🐾 According to hilichurls', whose language you manage to start understanding better and better each day, your human speech doesn't sound too different from others people's.

🐾 Still, you need more to prove. Thankfully, you were currently in Mondstadt. The land of wind, poetry and alcohol.

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It was nighttime, and you were planning to take a walk near Springvale. You weren't planning to look at familiar places from the game. You were waiting for Draff to appear.

You mentally apologized to Diona. Because you hoped, that Draff is drunk today. And that he will be a talkative drunk. So, you can hear Teyvat's language without being noticed.

But, before you could take another step, you heard a loud splash. Then someone start screaming for help.

You bolted to that direction.

You didn't expect to see a Pyro Fatui Skirmisher drowning in Cider Lake.

Without thinking, you jumped into the water.

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🐾 His name was Mikhail. He was from House of Hearth and recently became a Fatui. Mikhail became eighteen only month ago and was doing some courier work. He accidentally slipped into the water, when he got too close to the edge.

🐾 And he was grateful for your saving his life. He offered to give you anything you want.

🐾 For you, Mikhail became a treasure chest with information.

🐾 Now, you knew, that Traveler already was in Sumeru (Mikhail didn't know much about travel. Just standard Blondie with Flying Food Can). And Scaramouche has already erased himself.

🐾 At first, you want only information from Mikhail. But he insisted on giving you something more... materialistic.

🐾 After some thinking, you asked, if Mikhail can give you some warm clothes, hairbrush, paper, pen, any book he can bring and bag.

🐾 The next day, he brought not only that, but a tent and a blanket on top of that. Perhaps, you shouldn't have told him about sleeping on the ground.

🐾 There was a problem with coat and tent having Fatui's sigh, but, beggars can't be choosers.

🐾 With Mikhail's book (it was a Teyvat's fairy tales book), you manage to prove, that can read Teyvat's language.

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🐾 Now, the last problem remains. What to do next. You... need a job. While hilichurls were nice company and there were enough food in the wilderness, you wanted to travel and see the rest of the Teyvat. Talk to humans. Make friends.

🐾 And, yes, you need to find a way to earn mora.

🐾 You made a list of what you can do Next.

🐾 You decide not to seek for the Traveler for now. They have enough on their plate, and don't need you, who still have much to learn about combat. Yet, you were planning to find a way to contact them. In case, if you wanted to leave Teyvat. So they, after reuniting with their sibling, could take you with them and, maybe, take you back to Earth.

🐾 You also decide not to go to Natlan. There were only bits of information about this region, and you don't want to feel like a blind kitten.

🐾 Adventure Guild seems like a good choice. They pay enough, and, if you are lucky, you will have enough for having a normal life here.

🐾 There was one thing you decide to do only, if situation became too dire. Go to Inazuma and sell light novels from your world to Yae publishing house. You hopped, it won't came to this.

🐾 As for Fatui... You decide to think about this later.

🐾 So, Adventuring Guild it is.

🐾 You say goodbye to hilichurls and finally went to the Mondstadt city.

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You were traveling between Mondstadt and Liyue.

The life was going great. You finally allowed yourself to relax and read manga, play games and watch anime from your phone.

You also discovered two things.

First, Genshin Impact app now allows you to level up yourself, storage your belongings, ascend your weapon and see Teyvat's map.

Second, Teyvat's kids didn't have survivor instinct. Every day you had to save someone from hilichurls, or falling down the cliff, or getting lost.

And every time they thanked 'Nice Fatui'. Because of the coat Mikhail gave you.

You get tired of correcting them, so, you simply rolled with it.

You didn't know what it will lead to.

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You were staring at the envelope, Mikhail gave you. Your... friend fond in Liyue. And he had a message for you. From Her Majesty Tsaritsa.

Apparently, you accidentally became a PR Department for Fatui. Person, dressed in Fatui's clothes and who sleeps in Fatui's tent, going around saving people. Liyue and Mondstadt people start looking at Fatui more friendly, than before.

And... Tsaritsa liked it. Cryo Archon was confused at first, but, Mikhail, who add two and two, told her about you.

And Tsaritsa offers you to join the Fatui. Having kind and brave you in Fatui were beneficial for organization. You gave Fatui good publicity and Fatui can use diplomatic approach more often, then before.

Tsaritsa... didn't threaten you. Moreover, she stated multiple times, that you can say no without the consequences.

Cryo Archon simply offered you a paid job.

You re-read the letter and looked at Mikhail.

You... were thinking about joining Fatui. They were a questionable group. But... What if one day you will get on Celestia's hit list? Besides, what if you could... help others, by being a Fatui? They have resources. You have knowledge.

"Can I... met her?"

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🐾 Zapolyarny Palace was a breathtaking sigh.

🐾 And Cryo Archon, sitting on her throne, looked like a force of nature.

🐾 The talk was long.

🐾 Fatui already suspect, that you were the Fifth Descender. You admitted, that you were from the other word.

🐾 And you have an information.

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🐾 Medication, new food, new technology...

🐾 You gave Fatui this knowledge. And, because you and Tsaritsa manage to came to an agreement, most of the inventions were introduced to other nations.

🐾 Then, came social reforms.

🐾 After you (with help) create CPA, you were called "The Guardian" for the first time.

🐾 People of Teyvat wanted to see you on diplomatic meetings with Fatui.

🐾 At the end of the year, Tsaritsa gave you the place of Sixth Harbinger. And Pierro pinned a Pyro Delusion on your chest.

🐾 Now you were called Six Harbinger Brighella "The Guardian".

🐾 You manage to manage your time between work and relaxation.

🐾 The Internet in Teyvat was fast. Especially, for games.

🐾 BSD Mayoi was working especially fast.

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In The BSD World.

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🐾 They didn't know all the details, but, it seems, you were called "The Guardian" on your workplace. And BSD Cast were proud of you. They thought, that you were a doctor, or firefighter, or a police officer.

🐾 But, they still can't explain "Brighella" title. Do you have some connection with "Commedia dell'arte"?

🐾 And Fatui... You were mentioning, that you have done an impossible, by making them work on something peaceful. Were you in danger?

🐾 Well, soon they will see for themselves. Soon, they will meet you.

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The Aeonblight Drake, already heavily damaged, was soaring above you. You breathe through your teeth and active your Delusion.

Sumeru had problems with this machine, so, they asked for help.

And Guardian can't leave people in danger.

Suddenly, something in your bag, that you left outside the area, start glowing.

And soon, BSD Characters were on the battle area floor.

The Aeonblight Drake charge, finding new targets.

And you charge the machine in return.

The infused Pyro/Electro attack tear The Aeonblight Drake apart.

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🐾 BSD Cast didn't expect to come face to face with the flying giant robot.

🐾 They also didn't expect to see a figure with draconic features. That destroyed the robot in one attack.

🐾 When dust settles, they had a clear look at the figure. At you...

🐾 You had two dragon horns, clawed hands and three dragon tails.

🐾 Sparks of electricity and fire fell from your claws.

🐾 And you looked gorgeous.

🐾 Kids tried to hug your tails.

🐾 It takes time, but you manage to explain, about Teyvat, Harbingers and your position. And, immediately, BSD Cast were ready to help you.

🐾 And, they really want to see Teyvat.

_________________________________

You were waiting for Pierro to sigh your permission to have a long vacation. Well, partly vacation, partly work trip.

Director looked at you.

"Her Majesty allows you to go on a trip through all Seven Nations, but, she... all of us are wondering. Why do you want to move to a warmer region? You never complain before The Flood of Descenders?"

You scratch your cheek.

"Um... Let's just say... Two extremes have appeared in my home, and both are frightening me. A warmer climate will fix everything."

A room, full of blankets, heaters and roaring fireplace. A huge mountain of blankets and coats moved closer to the fireplace. It was the only sigh you get, that Rimbaud is still alive.

From the outside, you can hear laughter. Nikolai and Pushkin, with no hats, with no scarfs, with open coats, were having a snowball fight.

Fyodor was observing them, taking generous bites from his ice cream.

In the distance, you can hear Ivan taking a dive in an ice hole.

Pierro raised an eyebrow, but didn't question further.

"Fine. Pantalone gave you enough money, right?"

Pierro writes something.

You nodded. The Ninth worked with you, but refused to talk. It happened in the beginning of your work for Fatui, before you became a Harbinger. Pantalone refused to fund the Protection from Domestic Abuse Program, you trained that seal to steal from him. At the end, you get the money, but he was avoiding you.

"And Dottore knew about your departure, right? You do work quite closely."

You nodded again. Dottore also wasn't talking to you outside the businesses. Because you named the Thief Seal Sealtorre. You saw a chance to make a reference to that one comic, and you used it.

You still don't know where Sealtorre is. You had a feeling, that Tsaritsa took him as her pet. Otherwise, you can't explain seal cries you can hear in the palace.

Nevertheless, you finally can show your new friends Teyvat.

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🐾 The loved Mondstadt. Music, Wind Gliders, History.

🐾 Nikolai immediately got the Wind Gliding license. He loved Mondstadt more, than the others.

🐾 When it was time to go to Liyue, each of BSD Cast have little souvenirs. Someone bought Mondstadt wine.

🐾 At the end of your stay, while leaving, you and Dazai had to carry Gogol, holding his hands and legs. He wanted to stay in Mondstadt.

🐾 They liked Liyue. All this culture.

🐾 You were in Liyue for one hour, and Fitzgerald already started the businesses. Successful.

🐾 Fukuzawa and Fyodor spent most of their time in tea houses, listening to stories and drinking tea.

🐾 Somehow, Yosano met Baizhu. You don't know what she has done, but you now have a limitless discount on medical herbs.

🐾 Port Mafia and SDA feel like at home in Inazuma.

🐾 You had to constantly look after Ranpo and Poe. They have learned about Heizou and tried to challenge him to a detective fight.

🐾 Your bags full of kimono's and light novels.

🐾 Oda and Natsume gave some harsh criticism to Junkichi. Shigeru are ready to cheer for them.

🐾 Rimbaud loves Sumeru. You are afraid, that this time, you and Dazai had to carry Arthur to the next nation.

🐾 You are constantly watching over Dazai. Because he always tried to sneak to the Academia and mess with students.

🐾 Kaveh got a request from Fitzgerald. To build a new house. You were thankful, that Fitzgerald had his own mora. Otherwise, Pantalone would eat you alive, despite you being a valuable member of the Fatui.

🐾 Kunikida is thinking of rolling in the Academia. Still, it just thoughts.

🐾 Favorite nation of Paul Verlaine and Arthur Rimbaud. Reminds them of home.

🐾 Dazai hate it here. Because of all dogs in fancy hats.

🐾 Fukuzawa almost had a heart attack from cuteness overdose after seeing Melusines and Blubberbeasts.

🐾 Kyouka want to bring sea hare with her.

So far, the trip was nice, but, a little bit chaotic. But all of you enjoy your stay in Teyvat.

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#self-awarebsd #self-awareau #bungou stray dogs au #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd anime #bsd x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #genshin impact #genshin x reader

[maiko-san]

Pitaya Dragon Cookie x MH! Reader

(Part 1) (Part 2)

Continuation of Pitaya Dragon Cookie x MH! Reader. I forgot to mention, the reader is female.

- (C/n) = Cookie Name

You and Pitaya Dragon cookie became close friends!

You didn't mind the dragon coming to you for a battle, to you it will hone your skills since the dragon always comes up with new battle tactics in order to defeat you.

Sometimes you win, sometimes they win and sometimes it ends up in a draw.

"You've become sssstronger but don't think I won't too, my little hunter~" Pitaya Dragon purred with a smirk on their lips.

'My little hunter' is a nickname that they have given to you.

You've set up your camp close to Pitaya Dragon's lair, so it would be easier for you to study the dragon whenever you want.

Pitaya Dragon would always come by to grab the food that you had cooked and would always hoard the entire table for themselves. Much to your dislikes.

You didn't let the dragon eat all the food and both of you would wrestle each others for a piece of jelly meat.

"It'ssss mine! Get one yourssself!" hissed the dragon as you push their face away. "Hah! As if! I hunt the boars and the meats are mine!" you barked, shoving the jelly meat into your mouth.

There are times they would crash into your tent and steal your bed, saying that it's theirs now.

You would end up sleeping in a sleeping bag or a hammock, but not everything is safe from the dragon's clutches.

Whatever you own, it is theirs too.

It pisses you off at first but you get used to it eventually.

Also both of you would take turns hunting, each time Pitaya Dragon hunts they would bring back a mouthful of animals or fish. But sometimes, you need to get them in control when it comes to hunting.....

"Look what I've brought back!" they said proudly with a mouthful of sheep.

"Pitaya Dragon Cookie! Put the sheep back where you found them!" you shrieked at the sight of a five sheep and a shepherd dog in their mouth, obviously they took them from the nearby field. "Why?! They're foood! Don't tell me what to do! I am the great red dragon! I eat whatever I ssseee asss food!" Pitaya Dragon argues back.

Pitaya Dragon would do all kinds of shenanigans to pull on your strings and surprisingly you manage to keep them in check.

Then one day....

"Pitaya Dragon Cookie! Come out here now!" a voice boomed, two cookies comes out from the bushes. A pink cookie wields a heart shaped shield while the other has a silver gauntlet.

Pitaya Dragon then smirked widely. Dropping all the sheep on the ground, you caught the five sheep and the dog in your arms. "Oof—Pitaya! Careful!" you yelled at the dragon only for the dragon to walk over you and ignoring your call.

"Your highness, look! Not only did they steal the sheep but also a maiden!" shouted the cookie with the silver gauntlet.

"Hollyberry cookie~ Are you here for a fight?" grins Pitaya Dragon, Hollyberry Cookie? The Queen of the Hollyberry kingdom? Pitaya Dragon told you about her and they have been battling each other for ages.

"Give back the sheep you have stolen, Pitaya Dragon cookie!" shouted Hollyberry, "Not only that, but you also kidnapped a maiden!" she glares. "Well, actually your highness! I'm—hey!" before you are able to finish, Pitaya Dragon sets their tail down blocking you from sight.

"If you want the sssheep back, you have to fight me!" said Pitaya Dragon cookie, "I've been itching to fight you again, Hollyberry Cookie!" Pitaya Dragon let out a roar, causing you to back away slightly. The sheep and the dog jump out from your arms and flee into the bushes in fear.

You watch in awe as the two change blows, Hollyberry cookie uses her shield to block the fiery flames of Pitaya Dragon before bashing her shield against their snout. You were too focused watching the fight and you felt someone tapping your shoulder, it was the cookie with silver gauntlet.

"Miss, please. Come with me" he said, "Huh?" before you could say anything. The cookie lifts you up in bridle style and sprint, "H-hey! Who are you?!" you said. "I'm Wildberry Cookie, don't worry. You are safe from the lizard's clutches" he said with a smile on his face.

"Save me....?" you blink as you shake your head, "A-ah, I know you're being such a gentleman but I am not in danger" you said, the cookie raises an eyebrow at your statement. "Pardon? What do you mean?" he was confused.

"Well....." you explain to him that you're a hunter that's doing research on Pitaya Dragon. Wildberry eyebrows twitch, "That lizard is vile, you cannot trust them" he warned. "Huh? Pitaya Dragon isn't vile, they can be prideful and mean sometimes..." you mumbled before turning to Wildberry Cookie. "—but they're actually really nice when you get to know them more!" you smiled.

Wildberry Cookie couldn't help but look at you in a weird way, nevertheless he let out a sigh. "I find your words to be genuine" he said.

BOOM!

Both of your attention turn back to the battle, it seems Hollyberry cookie is winning as she bashes her shield against Pitaya Dragon who is now in their cookie form. "Take that!" she yelled, Pitaya Dragon blocks the shield with their sword but the sword gets deflected from their hands and lands on the ground.

"Harghh!!!" Pitaya Dragon let out a growl. "Are you done now, Pitaya Dragon?" questioned Hollyberry Cookie as Pitaya Dragon bursts out laughing, "Hahahahahaha! Do not think I don't have tricks under my wings, Hollyberry Cookie!" they said as they flap their wings, sending burning sparks in the air.

"Oh shit..." you said.

"What are they doing?!" Wildberry glares at the dragon cookie "Queen Mother, be careful!". You quickly get on your feet, "Pitaya Dragon, don't!" you screamed at the dragon. "Miss!" Wildberry yelled out. Pitaya Dragon's wings erupt in a greenish red flame.

"Take a load of thisss!" they shouted, eyes glowing dangerously and before they could unleash their newest attack.

A bright light flashes before their eyes, blinding them. "Gargh! My eyesssss!!" Pitaya Dragon closes their eyes and falls on the ground. "Haargh!" Pitaya Dragon growls once they recover from the sudden flash of light blinding their eyes. "Did you jussst interrupt my battle!" Pitaya Dragon glares in your direction as they stand up to tower over you, "I'm not letting you set the entire forest on fucking fire!" you glare back at them. "Thissss isss my territory! I can do whatever I want with it!" Pitaya Dragon hisses, "Burn the forest, I won't cook for you for an entire month!" you said and Pitaya Dragon was taken back, their tail swishes in annoyance as they look away. "Grrr....fine!" they said.

Hollyberry and Wildberry stand at the side, both were shocked to see a cookie threaten a dragon. "Ahem..." Wildberry lets out a cough to catch both of your attention. "Pitaya Dragon Cookie, may we know who this is?" Hollyberry asked the dragon. "Well, Hollyberians! Thisss isss (C/n) Cookie!" Pitaya Dragon introduces you to Hollyberry and Wildberry. "and thessee Hollyberianss namess are Hollyberry Cookie, a friend rival of mines and her grumpy bodyguard, Wildberry Cookie!" they said as Wildberry sends a glare at the dragon.

You blink and smile sheepishly, "H-Hi!" you said. "Nice to meet you, your highness! a-and Wildberry Cookie!" you said as you bow, Hollyberry bursts out laughing. "Ahahaha! Just call me Hollyberry Cookie! A friend of Pitaya Dragon is also a friend of mine!" she said with a large smile on her face. "Nice to meet you, (C/n) Cookie!" she said as Wildberry gives you a gentle smile, he walks up to you and takes your hand in his and kisses it, like a gentleman.

"It's a pleasure meeting you, (C/n) Cookie" he said. You let out a giggle and blushes slightly, "Nice to meet you too, Wildberry Cookie!" you said. Pitaya Dragon stares at the two of you interact and for some reason, the dragon doesn't like this at all.

They couldn't help but let out a low growl escapes from their lips.

#pitaya dragon cookie x reader #pitaya dragon cookie #x reader #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #hollyberry cookie #monster hunter #wildberry cookie #cookie run x reader #cookie run x you

[miryum]

HI!!!! Good morning/afternoon/evening to youuu! First, I want to say I really enjoy your fics, it makes me feel like I'm on cloud 9. Too bad their just fiction. Anyways....

Idk if you write fics about benny watts, but ig it's worth a shot, I'm obsessed with play date by Melanie Martinez and that song really fit with benny. When benny was only with the reader to practice or play with her but they have a little thing that a couple does but without label. So the ready gets really tired and have a fight with him, and at the end benny told her his feelings.

Really hope you can make this. And advance thank you! <33

YES!!! My beloved Benny Watts!!!! I love him so much 😊 Thank you so much for your words, yet alas, mine are just fiction *sigh* (also, love your username)

Benny moved a rook across the chess board and your face scrunched up. You were nowhere near the level that the great Benny Watts was, but you liked the think you could predict his moves. You had known Benny since you were children, and therefore were able to practically able to read each other minds. That was an argument Benny used many times to rope you into playing chess with him. If you, the person who was able to prophesy his every move, wasn't able to beat him, then he was confident no one could.

You had tried multiple times to get out of playing chess with Benny (albeit thankful that it was a bit of steady income for the two of you, seeing as you were roommates), but he always managed to trick you into playing with him. Sometimes it was through bets, or he got you tipsy, or he simply looked up with you with puppy dog eyes and you melted.

It was hard though, being Benny's friend. You were constantly left alone at the apartment- if you could call it that- and sometimes had to pick up extra shifts because Benny was too engrossed in chess that he forgot to pick up a check. Your friends had urged you to move out, seeing how the stress could get to you, but you refused. You felt bad about the prospect of leaving Benny. He was your best friend, although you sometimes wondered if you were his. He clearly shared a special relationship with Arthur and Harry, simply because they were all the same sex.

And then there was Beth.

You were unsure of when the girl had first appeared in your life; she had just showed up at one point. And you saw how Benny reacted to her.

You were about to move a knight when a knock sounded on the door. Sharing a look with Benny, both silently agreeing to pause the game, you got up and opened the door. Sighing at the character who was waiting to come in, you moved back to the chess boar and plopped back down on the ground.

"Beth!" Benny smiled brightly. You hated him for it. Your feelings for Benny were probably a main factor in why you stayed by his side, even after he had pushed you into the friend-zone multiple times unknowingly.

"Are you guys playing?" Beth moved to sit by you.

You scooted away from her and towards Benny, gesturing to the board and saying, "Play for me, will you? I could never win against the prodigy."

"Hush," Benny took your hand in his. "You were doing wonderfully."

Without another word, you sat back and watched as the two young adults warred in a battle of the wits. No matter how many times you would watch it, you were always awed at the swift, defiant movements that they shared.

An unwanted pang of jealousy wormed its way into your stomach. Why couldn't you've been great at chess? Would Benny than pay more attention to you? And how could he be so blind? Who else had stood by his side for as long as you?

Throughout the match, Benny continued to hold you hand. When you went to pull away, reaching for a book or magazine to interest yourself in, he pulled you back and muttered something about 'his good luck charm'.

Rolling your eyes at his persistence, you shrugged him off. After a while, Benny was declared the winner, but by a slight margin. Even you were able to see how Benny narrowly avoided defeat. He had gotten lucky. Beth thanked you for letting her drop by, saying she had originally come for a book that Benny suggested. After she had left, you started to pack up the chess board. You had come to live with the fact that in your shared apartment with Benny, chess boards would outnumber anything else.

"You alright?" Benny stretched out on the floor, glancing over your figure.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Come on, Y/n." Benny shot you a hard look. "I've known you forever. I can see when something bugs you. Out with it."

"Are you blind?" You rounded on his suddenly, your odd question confusing the boy.

"What do you mean?"

"Can you see what's in front of your eyes?" you pressed again. "Because I don't think you can. Every time that Beth, a lovely girl, no doubt, but only a new, shiny toy to you, rounds the corner, you're transfixed and I can't understand why."

"Where is this coming from?" Benny exclaimed, feeling bombarded.

"Haven't I been enough?" You ignore him and continued on. "I've tried to be a great friend, but it's hard sometimes. It's especially hard when I've been crushing after you for the past few years and you can't realise that I like you!"

"You like me?" Benny stilled, blinking owlishly at you.

"Of course, you idiot!" You wanted to throw the chess board down but knew that a line you shouldn't cross. "We've had some pretty bad arguments in our lives and any other friends would've separated by now. Why do you think I always come back to you?"

Benny couldn't help but let a laugh escape. "You come back to me?" he clarified, shaking is head. "No, Y/n, I come back to you. God damn it, I like you too. Love you, in fact! Ever since I first set my eyes on you. You, may I remind you, had a school-girl crush on that one boy, Jack. So, I backed off. I've been harbouring feelings for you ever since."

You stared at him. "Pardon?" you asked finally.

"I guess I am blind." Benny flashed you a brilliant smile that made you melt. "Blinded by my love."

#benny watts x reader #benny watts #queens gambit #queens gambit x reader #benny watts imagine #benny watts oneshot #literally wrote this in one sitting #not proofread #thomas brodie sangster #i've missed writing for him

[bonefall]

bonefall, you've replaced a lot of the fox and badger encounters with boars instead (which makes sense) - but now what are clan cat's relationships with foxes and badgers? sorry if you've already stated this somewhere else

[ID: Stock photo of a European badger and a cat. They're about the same size.]

Badgers are pretty simple; they're a major, but not insurmountable problem for Clan cats. They're like a BIG, strong rogue. There's actually plenty of them on Clan territory, they don't get "chased out" like canon.

EXCEPT in WindClan, back when Tunneling was a practice. Badgers will leave you alone if you leave their burrows alone, but had a habit of moving into WindClan's tunnels and raiding rabbit warrens. WindClan specifically would chase them out in-mass.

BB!Badger facts;

Use in a name invokes strength, or construction ability.

Badgers are respected for their ability to dig setts.

In a one-on-one fight, a badger poses a serious danger to all but the strongest warriors. You want two or three cats if you're going to take on a badger; two is usually more than enough.

Bluestar had to kill a badger alone once, when Cricketkit and Darkkit wandered off one snowy night. That was pretty early in her leadership. She lost a life.

They're grumpy, but will leave you alone if you respect their space. Usually a badger that's attacking was pissed off for some other reason, or is defending cubs.

ShadowClan will eat them, insisting that they just need to be spiced up and it's a lot of meat to waste.

Badgers are generally considered "less dangerous" than foxes.

[ID: A fox and a black cat. The fox is considerably taller and larger.]

This is wildlife that needs to be treated with caution. Foxes can get pretty big, and are notoriously quite intelligent. A weakened warrior or a wayward apprentice could be killed by an opportunistic fox, though it's rare that a fox will put itself in danger against a healthy adult cat.

Clan cats have three words for various types of foxes which are uniquely dealt with. Vixen, Fox, and Todd. These don't actually have anything to do with the sex of the animal, unlike English.

a TODD is a young, roving fox who has no territory.

In Clanmew, they're called Ka'ak, based on the clicking challenge call between two foxes. They tend to bother each other more than they bother Clan cats.

Todds are associated with aimless mischief. They wander in, cause problems, and then usually move on as if they're bored. Occasionally though, they will unseat the local foxes and vixens, in terms of dominance or even in terms of winning territory!

When used in a name, it implies general troublemaking just for the sake of it. It's almost playful.

a FOX is a fox that lives in some kind of group.

This usually refers to a vixen's kits, or the local dog foxes. In Clanmew, these are called Aowao, based off the close-contact call foxes make when they're communicating.

A fox in a group is a pack full of trouble. This is where the insult "foxheart" starts to get its bite. Groups of foxes get bold and curious, and a cat is a sizeable meal to them, if they could manage to pick one off.

When used in a name, it implies cleverness or scheming. It's much more social than either of the other two uses, as well.

a VIXEN is an established, mature animal that rules a territory.

Vixens consistently get named by Clan cats, because those names have a use. Whitespot, the Valley Fox, Big Ginger; and their territories are noted by the Head of Hunting. Any changes in 'ownership' are a point of concern, because the vixen you know is better than the one you don't.

And rest assured, if you DID happen to chase off one vixen, there would surely be a todd looking to take the space. Clan cats learned long ago that you can't chase off all the foxes in the forest, it's best to simply select for the least troublesome vixens.

The Clanmew word for vixens, Bwaayr, comes from the haunting screech of a fox during the mating season, which sounds like a person being murdered.

This, when used in an insult, implies active malice. Vixens cause trouble that they know they can get away with, and know their territories very well. A vixen is an older animal, probably raising little fox groups of their own. They're minded cautiously.

#Clan culture #Better bones au #Foxes and badgers #ecological overhauls

[nethhiri]

Marooned: Chapter 14

Kid x FemReader x Killer

Warnings: binge drinking

Party time. Excellent!

The deck was full of Kid Pirates well on their way to getting drunk. You waited until you could hear laughing and bickering and shouting before making your appearance. One, because you didn't want to be the first one there, waiting awkwardly, and two, because this type of thing was out of your wheelhouse. Parties, sure, you've enjoyed plenty of parties, but being celebrated and being the center of attention in a dress, no less, was something entirely different. If it was in a different setting, like a crew that was your own, conceivably you wouldn't feel so uncomfortable. You were grateful that the purpose of this was to also celebrate Killer's recovery. Maybe he would overshadow you, he certainly did in stature anyway. 

I swear the first thing I'm gonna do when I get off this ship is buy pants. Sort of a tomboy growing up, you weren't drawn to wearing more feminine things and it felt foreign wearing a dress. You didn't have anything against it, in fact, you felt gorgeous, like a princess even, but pants were way more practical than dresses, especially in this line of work. You couldn't really complain though. You literally asked for this. Maybe I shouldn't have.

"C'mon, Mini." The boar happily trotted out behind you, ready to receive table scraps. You took in the sight on deck: barrels and crates turned into chairs and makeshift tables, along with some real tables and chairs, seemingly reserved for the higher ranked pirates, banners with their Jolly Roger strung up, extra torches, overflowing kegs, and happy, tipsy pirates: some were arm wrestling, some were playing cards, others were telling stories of battles past, a few were somehow already passed out. The men arm wrestling intrigued your competitive side, but you thought better of showing off your strength, if you still had it. Your eyes scanned through the crew until they saw Quincy's unruly, orange mane. Your heeled boot took one step in their direction before your ears perked up, hearing one of the men arm wrestling jab another by saying he couldn't even beat 'that woman'. All the sudden, your foot pivoted on its own.

The heels thunked against the wood of the deck as you walked with purpose towards the group and sat in front of the man who made the jab, throwing your elbow on the barrel-made-table. "Let's see you beat me then." You wiggled your fingers. 

The man scoffed, then grinned and licked his lips. "Fine. If I win then you have to untie the top of your dress." 

You rolled your eyes. "Wow, as if I couldn't guess." There was a pause as you thought. "If I win he gets to walk you around the deck like a dog," you said pointing to the guy who was previously insulted. They stared at you before bursting into fits of howling laughter, barking and making jokes at your challenger's expense. "See you have to be creative or it's not fun." 

The blond man across from you, who you learned, from the jeers of his crewmates, was called Pomp. He put his hand in yours and rested his elbow on the table. His hand eclipsed yours, though not nearly as much as Kid's would. Not that you wanted your hand entwined with Kid's, definitely not. At the signal, your hands pushed against each other, fighting for a dominant hold. Your Y/E/C eyes bored into his. Part of you wished Quincy hadn't covered your scars so much, you weren't intimidating like this. What you didn't know was that you were intimidating like this, in a different way. Pomp's face was bright red with exertion, beads of sweat stated to break out on his brow, the back of his hand reaching ever closer to the table. You could see his mind struggling to understand how you were stronger than he was. "Start barking, bitch." His hand thunked against the table. 

"No way." Pomp was more shocked than mad.

A blue haired man slapped him on the back, "Get on all fours, my friend."

"Fuck you, Reck." 

You started to get up, intending to go sit with the girls, like you originally planned. However, your mind was changed when several of the men scrambled to get in the seat across from you, arguing over who got to try next. And that's how you ended up with: a human footstool, someone's gold tooth, a never-empty beer mug, a knife, a shoulder massage, some fucking pants, and Dive running some kind of betting ring. You were actually having fun. Quincy, Emma, and Dive had come over to see what was going on. At first, you bantered amongst yourselves, then some of the men joined in, and pretty soon you were all laughing together, except Pomp, who was barking, much to everyone's delight. You took a long drink of your beer, about to wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, but stopping when you remembered you had lipstick on. It would be quite a sight to have dark lipstick smeared across your face. 

"Where's my beer boy?" You tapped the butt of the mug on the wood. "I'm half-empty," you tsked.

One of the rookies scuttled over to grab it for a refill. "S-sorry, Ma'am." 

Before he could turn, you grabbed his cheek in a pinch, "That's Ca-," you coughed. "That's Doc to you." Maybe I should cool I on the booze. It was easy to fall into your old ways, even easier now that you felt like yourself in this painted-on skin Quincy gave you. You almost slipped up. A heavy hand clapping you on the shoulder made you jump, releasing the boy. You looked up from your seat, expecting to see the Red Menace, instead looking into a blue and white helmet. "Did you want a try? Step right up. Test your strength." You grinned up at him cheekily.

He ignored that. "Captain wants you."

You leaned around him to see Kid's amber eyes staring at you. "When does he not?" You swore you heard Emma cough-whisper "captain-fucker" under her breath, the other girls snickering.

His hand moved down to grip your arm, firmly but gentle, and pulled you up from your seat.

"Fine. Fine. I'm coming." You snatched up your winnings, tucking the knife behind you under your belt and the tooth in the front. And, of course, grabbing your stein. You followed Killer to their table, where Kid, Heat, Wire, and a few others sat. Mini was too busy to follow, her in the background letting pirates see if they could throw apples directly into her mouth from across the ship. Killer went back to where he was sitting, leaving no more remaining seats. You already knew where this was going. Kid smirked and patted his lap. "I'll stand." You moved to stand behind Heat, who you felt the most comfortable with.

The captain scowled at you. "I'm not askin." When you still didn't move, he bribed, "Do ya want yer shit back?"

You begrudgingly moved toward him. "Gun, too." 

"Whatever, doll."

He grabbed your waist and roughly pulled you down to his lap, a huff leaving you as you were brought back had against his firm chest. Your beer spilled over the edge of the mug and over your hand in the jostling movement. You set it down, and much to the chagrin of everyone, flung the dripping excess off your hand in their direction prior to wiping your hand on Kid's pant leg. He made a noise of displeasure. "What? I'm borrowing this," you plucked at the red fabric clinging to your body. "I don't want to spill beer on it."

"You look very nice in that color, Doc." Heat complimented. 

"Thank you, Heat. At least someone on this ship knows how to treat a lady." You smiled in his direction before taking a drink.

The chest under you shook and your eardrums rattled as Kid's booming laugh rang out, "Oh ya put on a dress and a wee bit of makeup and all tha sudden yer a lay-dee," he drew out the last word in a mocking way. 

That...kinda stung. A bubble of anger rose to the surface of your mind. Without fail, Kid had to ruin your good mood. Biting your tongue, you resisted the urge to lay into him. If you went too far in front of his top officers, you would be on his bad side. "What am I then?" You raised your eyebrow and glared at him, fully expecting him to say something crude. 

He slapped a hand down on your leg and squeezed. "A pirate, ya dumbass." 

Killer seemed almost as surprised as you that Kid said something not-mean, though hard to tell through the mask. You scooted his hand towards your knee, though he kept putting it back further up your thigh, so you gave up. They started talking about their plans for when they reached the next island and other things you hardly cared about. Taking the knife out of your belt, you spun it around idly on the table. It had been digging into your back. You kept drinking and chose to use this time to observe the crew. Killer looked like he had the same idea. You couldn't see where exactly his eyes were looking, however his mask was facing you. Your suspicion was all but confirmed when you turned to look directly at him and he looked away. You were about to ask him if he needed something when several plates were set down on the table, each with a different entree. All looked equally heavenly. 

After several rounds of plates, including dessert, and drinks, everyone was full to the point of being uncomfortable. Except Mini, who was lapping up all the spilled beer, and you, who was staring down the last bite of chocolate cake on Killer's plate. Kid had shifted you from one leg to the other when his leg fell asleep, and you were now closer to Killer. He cleared his throat, "Do you... want the rest?" It took you a second to stumble through your inebriated fog before you realized he was talking to you. You nodded. He looked for a utensil to pick it up with, and when he failed he shrugged and picked it up with his hand. He held it out to put into your hand. Without a second thought, you leaned over, holding onto Kid's neck, and ate it straight from his fingers, licking them off and leaving a ring of lipstick around them as you came back up with a popping sound, giggling. The accidental innuendo was not lost on him, as red spread down his neck from underneath his helmet. 

Kid tucked his head next to you on the side opposite Killer and spoke lowly into your ear, "Careful, Rotten. I'm not ready ta share ya yet." 

"Fuck off. I just wanted cake." You chugged the rest of the beer in your mug, not caring that some dripped down the corner of your mouth, and turned around on his lap to face him. "And I'll fuck whoever I want." You grabbed either side of his vest and pulled him towards you, sloppily making out with him, tongues twisting, both tasting like beer, lipstick colors slowly blending together, unconsciously grinding against his thigh.

Kid pulled away. "Yer even more fun drunk." He took in your lust-filled eyes, now noticing that you replaced the log-pose he had taken. Some memory fluttered in the back of his mind when he took in your face like this. It was smothered by the filthy thoughts racing in his mind. It wouldn't be the first time he fucked someone in plain view.

Something you hadn't taken into consideration was that you hadn't had a drink in years. Your tolerance was that of a teenager sneaking booze from their parent's liquor cabinet. You would pass out soon, you could feel it, but first you felt your stomach flop. Oh no. You pushed Kid away as he went to kiss you again and covered your mouth, fighting wobbly legs to get off Kid and get to the banister.

Kid was about to protest you pushing him. Then he saw how green you looked. He pushed you off him and turned you in the right direction. 

You made it to the railing in time to hurl over the side of the ship, having the wherewithal to move your hair out of the way. Your full body weight leaned on the railing as you puked up everything you ate in the reverse order. You cursed yourself for being this stupid. You don't know how many times you threw up before a warm hand rested on your back, patting it gently, while another one gathered your hair away from your face.

"Let it all out, darlin." It reminded Killer of his younger days with Kid. "It's okay." He was very familiar with the drunk-friend-babysitter role. He felt guilty for his part in helping get you wasted, constantly getting someone to fill your glass. He and Kid thought if you were drunk, maybe you would let some identifying information slip. 

You grabbed around for his shirt so he couldn't leave you. "Killer, don't let me fall in." You hiccuped. "I can't swim."

Maybe it paid off after all,  he thought.

#yes the title is why I was thinking of Wayne's world and drew that pic #I want Killer to baby me irl #massacre soldier killer x reader #eustass kid #massacre soldier killer #kid x reader x killer #killer x reader #eustass kid x reader #one piece #marooned #x reader

[pastafossa]

Idk if it’s cause his face claim is Oscar Isaac but Ciro is taking up way more of my brain space than I think you intended. do u have any of his lore in your back pocket? a tragic backstory? who he had his kid with? were they in love?? IS HE HAPPY? anyways. i appreciate you and i hope you’re doing well!! sending love

Thank you so, so much! I'm starting to feel a bit more up finally, and my moods are leveling out I think!

And ABSOLUTELY! TEN PIECES OF CIRO LORE:

Ciro and his wife Elisa (Sophia's mom), were a Mobster Power Couple, and madly in love. She worked alongside him and ran various aspects of the business. She was cunning yet cheerful, loved classical literature like he did, and they had plans for a large family. They both figured if one of them died, it would be due to 'business'. Sadly she passed away incredibly suddenly from an aneurysm a few years after Sophia was born, leaving him a widower and a single father. His daughter for a time was the only thing keeping him going.

He's made a good recovery since then with some therapy and has found he loves being a dad and is quite happy running his businesses, criminal and not, though he spends a substantial amount of time worrying about Jane, and would be even happier if she were safe. But he definitely feels like he's doing what he was meant to do, and feels like God approves in his own way.

Romantically (something rarely touched on in TRT), he's had some flings and short-term relationships with various people after his wife passed, mostly women and a few men, but he hasn't had anything serious so far, in part because he's been so focused on Running The Empire and raising his daughter(s) (and other adopted stray feral murder children like Eli). Though if he finds his second special person, he'd be willing to consider something more serious.

At the time of TRT, he has five cats, all former strays because this man can never resist picking up the lost, human and animal, and there are a variety of cat rescues around Los Angeles that find themselves mysteriously funded by an anonymous donor.

He's decent at guitar and piano!

In TRT the incident where his childhood dog was killed by a boar is mentioned. In his attempts to rescue his dog, he got thrown aside into a tree - that injury caught up with him later, which is why Matt notices arthritis in his knee and an altered stance when scanning him over!

Ciro and Natasha Romanoff know each other through (sketchy) business and are on friendly terms.

He's the eldest of his siblings (1 brother and 2 sisters).

He didn't always plan on being a crime lord but after running face-first into some governmental/legal corruption as a teenager, his thought process was roughly along the lines of, 'I could do better than them.' He likes to think he's kept his promise - there are a surprising number of people in his city, especially in certain neighborhoods, who tend to look to the Ferryman's justice and authority first over the police or legal system. His punishments are often cruel, hard, and unforgiving, but if you follow his laws and keep your mouth shut, you generally don't have much to worry about, and because he minimizes collateral damage and invests in the neighborhoods (to encourage loyalty if nothing else), most are happy to look the other way.

He 'introduced' himself to SHIELD by mailing a few specific agents the tongues of HYDRA operatives, complete with coins, after those operatives attempted to Fuck Around in Los Angeles and quickly Found Out. One of those SHIELD agents happened to be Phil Coulson. The two have a bi-yearly, location-randomized coffee meetup, which is how Ciro wound up with Agent Thompson's card after Coulson vouched for her record!

#ciro leone #i love ciro and i have a mountain of backstory on him and basically no place in the story so it just sits here #in my head #i fully plan if i turn TRT into an AU book series one day #tehre will be a book or two JUST for Ciro because he deserves one #the red thread

[doberbutts]

Sorry if this is dumb, but if you don't mind me asking, what's the difference between "Weekend Warrior Bullshit" and someone there to actually work their dogs? I'm asking because as someone in a working breed who's considering getting into breeding these dogs in the future, I seriously want them to be able to do what they were created to do. But if I can't do that without living on a farm with cattle and sheep, for example, I'll happily leave breeding to the people who actually need these dogs to put food on the table as I think that's what's best.

Well it's not to say that people who can't truly work their working breeds shouldn't breed. I'm a weekend warrior bullshitter myself so there's obviously a lot of market for dogs who only really do that.

Basically, almost anything that you can earn a title for is "weekend warrior bullshit". IGP, herding trials, hunt tests, those are great sports but they are not necessarily "real work" when discussing what truly qualifies as work.

Dogs who hunt with their owners for sustenance, dogs who move livestock on an actual farm, police and military dogs, those are "real work".

I've discussed several times in the past how it irritates me that people are so hung up on titles titles titles. Don't get me wrong, I like sports, so if I want to buy a dog to play sports I'm buying a dog from titled parents and from breeders who pursue titles. And I do think titles are one avenue of proving your dog can do the work- in an ideal world the dogs doing the "real work" should easily be able to title. Otherwise, unfortunately, you're relying on someone's word and people tend to lie or be willfully ignorant to the realities of their breeding programs.

However... I grew up pretty Appalachian. Most people did not buy food from the store but hunted and farmed it themselves, or worked out community exchange with their neighbors. This is also due to religious pressure in my specific part of the Appalachians but I've found similar experiences up and down the mountain range. Proving your dog can pass a couple weekend hunt tests is great and all but that doesn't prove that your dog can be out in the woods with you sunup to sundown for the entirety of the hunting season to ensure your family eats that winter. Your dog chasing sheep in a pen for 15 minutes at a time doesn't prove your dog can reliably keep the flock in line yearround with predators, new additions, and births complicating matters.

And it irks me, and others like me, when people say "well MY dog is FIELD CHAMPION TITLED so his worth at playing hunting every other weekend is SUPERIOR to your untitled dog that literally keeps you alive in the winter". Like thanks I think we come from two different planets actually.

That being said, there's plenty of crossover, people who DO use their dogs to keep them alive that ALSO play at sports. And unfortunately the easiest way to meet them is to go to sporting events and talk to people and see who is doing it off the field in real settings vs who just shows up on the weekends.

This is compounded of course by breeds whose jobs no longer exist or are no longer legal. As the swiss mountain dog breeds were beginning to spread to other countries, the tractor was invented. Suddenly no one needs a workhorse of a dog because a tractor is cheaper and more reliable due to being a machine. So what was already a very niche thing became so abysmally rare that these breeds almost disappeared entirely, and only survive today due to enthusiasts and sports. Some breeds fell out of favor for their historic use- no one uses purebred danes for boar hunting anymore and the very few dane crosses are dramatically outnumbered by easier, cheaper, hardier breeds and mixes. Dog fighting and animal baiting is illegal so gladiator breeds can do sports, become pets, or get a new purpose. Some breeds we don't have a solid consensus on their use- what was the techichi, the landrace that became chihuahua, used for? No one knows because the people who made them went through multiple genocides and the few that are left don't want to talk to colonizers (which, like, fair).

So it's not so much "you must work your dog x amount in order to breed" but rather "if you are looking for real historic work, your first task is seperating those who do it for fun vs those who do it to survive, AND understand there's a lot of overlap here"

[localcanadiancryptid22]

Leshycatpril Week 3: Nightmares

Oneshot fic for my Nightmares entry. Plus this is set in an au where leshy is the follower and enzo/yellow cat is the revived chaos god,because i can. Also @aniflowers i meant roleswap when i asked about using aus in the ask,i worded it wrong lol. Enzo is yellow cat btw.

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Enzo wakes up in the middle of darkwood,seeming to have teleported there despite him not having his crown's powers anymore. He then walks across the area and then he ends up finding some camellias.

'Camellias.. Leshy loves these heh.' the yellow cat thought to himself,and he pushes the thought aside to keep walking in order to find a way back to the cult.

Enzo walks and walks for what seems to be hours until his legs gets tired from traveling for such a long time so he sits against a tree to rest for a bit. He notices it's dark out by then.

"Ugh it's night time. How will i get back to the cult and my beloved worm now?. And i'm too tired to keep traveling by foot." enzo complains,not talking to anyone in particular,just saying his thoughts out loud.

The scenery suddenly starts to become darker and darker as if shadows begun to envelope the forest. Then the yellow cat heard a voice yelling "He's over here!" to unknown associates. And before he knew it enzo got all his limbs tied up.

"Where are you taking me?!." enzo hissed at his captors. The big boar man carrying him then looked at him and opened his mouth to speak. "Don't you remember?,we were your old sacrifices when you were still the bishop of chaos. You had us hanged drawn and quartered,had us burnt at the stake,made sure that we had the most painful deaths possible. So we are going to make you go through the horrible demise to make you pay for doing so." the boar says to the yellow cat,with the other two former sacrifices which are a dog and a fox respectively listening to the two's conversation.

"But that's impossible! You're all dead! I made sure of it!." enzo says to the trio. "And the lamb resurrected us after finding our corpses at the outside of darkwood. Looks like we're gonna have our revenge boys." the boar says to his associates and then they all keep walking to a remote area in darkwood,which has a cauldron boiling at the center.

Enzo then realizes what's going to happen to him and then he starts crying. "Please! Please don't do this!. I have a boyfriend to go to!. Mercy! Mercy please for the love of the old faith!." enzo pleads to the trio tearfully.

"Did YOU listen to our pleas when we were getting sacrificed for you to selfishly gain more power?." the fox says to enzo who shakes his head in disagreement.

The yellow cat is then placed into the cauldron and the former sacrifices put more oil into the fire to make it stronger. Enzo can feel himself starting to burn and his skin rapidly starts peeling and blood gushes out from his now furless skin as he screams and cries for his captors to take him out but he burns and burns until he eventually dies.

Then enzo wakes up crying beside leshy in their tent together,with the cat realizing that it was just a dream.

The cat whimpers and cries softly as he hugs himself to soothe his own terrible nightmare as he doesn't want to wake up leshy with something so embarrassing for the former god of chaos,something that made him become so helpless and powerless. 𝘗𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 as his inner voice chastises.

Leshy then wakes up from hearing enzo's quiet sniffling via his strong hearing. "Hey. What's wrong zozo?." the worm asks enzo who's still crying.

"It's nothing. I'm fine." enzo says to his beloved as his voice breaks even more. The worm hugs enzo and then he kisses the latter on the forehead.

"You don't look fine kitty. You know you can tell me anything right?." leshy says to enzo softly who blushes in response. "I know. But it's kinda silly." enzo says then he laughs sheepishly while leshy wipes off his tears.

"Silly is okay with me. Now what or who made you cry?." leshy asks enzo. "I had a nightmare about my sacrificed followers getting resurrected and then they cooked me alive as revenge for the painful deaths i gave them. It was so scary. I thought it was real." the yellow cat says to leshy and then he cries even more.

"Oh kitty.." leshy says to enzo and then he hugs him a bit tighter,giving him kisses on the head. "It wasn't real. It was just a bad dream. You're safe with me now." leshy says to enzo and then he kisses him softly on the lips,the cat then kisses back and pulls away.

"Thank you lesh. I love you." enzo says to leshy. "I love you too. Also before we go back to sleep,what made you think that the bad dream was silly?." leshy asks. He then keeps hugging enzo.

"Well it's because i felt so helpless and pathetic in it. Because it's so humiliating for a former chaos god to feel that way... I hate being a powerless mortal." enzo explains to his boyfriend and then he frowns.

"Oh. Well at least this powerless mortal is loved by his awesome boyfriend right?." leshy teases enzo and then he wraps his arm around enzo's back. "I guess so. That's one good thing about being mortal." enzo says and then he yawns.

"Good night leshy." enzo says to leshy. "Good night zozo." leshy says to enzo and then he lies down along with enzo,spooning him from behind and hugging him tightly so that he won't have bad dreams anymore.

#lmao #fave #my fics #my writing #leshycat #leshycatpril2024 #leshycatpril #cotl leshy #cotl yellow cat #bishop leshy #cotl #cotl au #cult of the lamb #cotl fanfic #swap au #cotl leshycat #fluff #hurt/comfort #fanfiction #nightmare fic #week 3 #aniflowers #leshy x yellow cat #yellow cat x leshy #yellow cat #leshy #fanfic writing #they're so gay chat #they're in love your honor #first fanfic

[knoxvillegender]

Jackass Ask Game

The Valentine: Who is your favorite Jackass member and why?

The High Five: Who is your Favorite new member from 'Forever' and why?

Wasabi Snooters: Who's your favorite duo (ex: Pontius and Steve-O, Bam and Ryan, etc.)?

Beehive Limo: Who do you think is the most underrated duo?

Human Ramp: Who is your favorite non-member that's appeared in the movies (this can include special guests)?

The Mini-Loop: Who is someone you wish they had as a guest?

The Rocky: Tremaine or Spike?

Super Mighty Glue: What is your all-time favorite Jackass movie? Or instead, rate them all from your favorite to least favorite.

Rent-A-Car Crash-Up Derby: What is your favorite .5 movie?

The Electric Stool: If you had to choose one Jackass movie to watch forever, which one would it be?

The Muscle Stimulator: What is your favorite 'Jackass the Series' episode?

Puppet Show: What is your favorite Jackass spin-off (Viva La Bam, Wildboyz, etc.)?

The Shoplifter: What is your favorite episode and bit from Viva La Bam?

The Marching Band: What is your favorite episode and bit from Wildboyz?

Electric Tap Dance: In your opinion, which movie had the best ending?

Lamborghini Tooth Pull: What are your thoughts on the ending of 'Number Two' (as it is special to a lot of the community)?

Poo Cocktail Supreme: Do you have any unpopular opinions on Jackass?

Bad Dog: What do you think is the most underrated piece of media from the Jackass franchise?

The Quiet Game: Do you have a favorite quote that came from Jackass? If so, what is it?

Bicentennial BMXing: What is your favorite song used in any of the Jackass movies?

Roller Buffalo: What is your favorite Roger Alan Wade song?

Riot Control Test: What is your favorite bit that Knoxville was in?

Alligator Tightrope: What is your favorite bit that Steve-O was in?

The Brand: What is your favorite bit that Bam was in?

Ass Kicked by Girl: What is your favorite bit that Dunn was in?

Electric Avenue: What is your favorite bit that Pontius was in?

The Boar-kake: What is your favorite bit that Dave was in?

Dum Dum Game: What is your favorite bit that Ehren was in?

Triple Wedgie: What is your favorite bit that Wee Man was in?

The Bungee Jump: What is your favorite bit that Preston was in?

Bicycle Backhand: What stunt/bit do you think is the most interesting?

Tee Ball: What stunt/bit do you consider to be the most dangerous/extreme?

Butt X-ray: Name the stunt/bit that made you laugh the most.

Vomitron: Name the stunt/bit that made you the most squeamish.

The Fish Hook: What stunt/bit is your favorite from each movie?

Duck Hunting: What stunt/bit is your all-time favorite?

Yellow Snowcone: If you had to place someone in a bit that they weren't part of, who would it be and what bit is it?

Anaconda Ball Pit: What stunt/bit is your favorite that includes an animal?

How to Milk a Horse: What stunt/bit is your favorite that includes skating?

The Leech Healer: Which stunt are you most likely to participate in? Or the one you'd like to have participated in the most (you will get hurt/deal with the consequences)? And oppositely, which stunt would you try if you could do it despite/without getting hurt?

Wind Tunnel: Which stunt would you have least liked to be part of?

The Ram Jam: How easy would it be for you to be talked into a stunt?

Mousetraps: Have you come up with any stunt/bit ideas of your own?

Musical Chair Bags: What is the worst injury you've ever had?

Firehose Rodeo: If you own any Jackass memorabilia/merch, what is your favorite thing that you own? What is the most interesting?

Beehive Tetherball: What made you want to create a Jackass blog/interact with the community?

The Strongman: Who is your favorite Jackass blog? Tag them!

The Jet Ski: Who would you want to be friends within the community but are too scared to interact with? Tag them (they just might want to be friends with you too)!

Scorpion Botox: What is your favorite piece fan created content (fanfictions, art, etc.)?

Pin the Tail on the Donkey: If you create things for Jackass, what are you the proudest of?

The Blindside: Tell your story of how you began to like Jackass. When was the first time you watched it?

Medicine Ball Dodgeball: Do you have any special memories that include Jackass? Do you have any funny ones?

Butt Chug: What is something you've found difficulty in loving about Jackass?

The Gauntlet: We all know that Jackass is very queer, are you part of the LGBTQIA+ community in any way? (Feel free to not answer if you're uncomfortable!)

The Swamp Chute: What do you think made you connect with Jackass the most?

Golf Course Airhorn: What Jackass member do you think you are the most like?

The Switcheroo: Which Jackass member do you think you could beat in a fight? Why?

Department Store Boxing: What is your favorite outfit that Knoxville has worn?

The Magic Trick: What is your favorite movie that Knoxville has been in aside from Jackass?

The Invisible Man: If you have watched 'Bad Grandpa,' what is your favorite part of it?

The Toro Totter: What bull stunt of Knoxville's is your favorite?

Big Red Rocket: Do you know Bucket (Knoxville and his girlfriend's dog)? If so, what is your favorite photo/video of her?

Flight of Icarus: What is your favorite Ramones song?

Old Man Balls: Have you ever watched or listened to an episode of 'Steve-O's Wild Ride' podcast? What are your thoughts on it? What's been your favorite episode?

Helicockter: What is your favorite CKY movie?

Whale Shark Gummer: What is your favorite HIM song?

The Fart Mask: Do you skate at all? Have you ever tried to?

The Bear Trap: What is your favorite tattoo that a Jackass member has?

Snake River Redemption: What cup test from 'Forever' was your favorite?

Terror Taxi: Do you think that Ehren gets picked on the most? If not, who do you think did? Who gets picked on the least?

Bungee Boogie: Would you want a 5th movie? Why or why not?

Sweatsuit Cocktail: Have you picked up any mannerisms from any of the members? If so, who and what did you pick up on?

Silence of the Lambs: Favorite Jackass fun fact?

Paper Cuts: Choose your own!

Special thanks to @b4mpyre-k1zz3s and @1991river for helping with some of the questions! And also @you-fuckers-are-asses for just being generally sweet to me <3

#feel free to dm me or send me an ask with any other questions you think should be added! #ender.txt #ask game #jackass #jackass ask game #wildboyz #cky #viva la bam #johnny knoxville #steve o #bam margera #ryan dunn #wee man #dave england #danger ehren #ehren mcghehey #preston lacy #chris pontius #heart of mine #<- so i can find it more easily lol

[spaceofentropy]

It's almost the end of January, which means that February is impending, which means HARRINGROVE BIGBANG! I'm so excited to read all the great things my fellow writers and the artists they collaborated with have created! You can already see some previews back at @bigbangharringrove, where the mods have posted them and are gonna add more during the next few days.

I'm also very excited because soon I'll be able to unleash on the unsuspecting world you, dear fellow Harringrove fans, my fic, An affinity for dead things, and the lovely @raven-cl and @bigolemantiddies will be able to show you the gorgeous pieces my story inspired them. I'm so proud of what we created, I can't wait to show them to you in their full glory!

In the mean time, why not two or three little sneak peeks?

Let's start with some light and summer, by @raven-cl...

... and then some spooky stuff, courtesy of @bigolemantiddies!

And then, a little excerpt from my fic, what say you?

A lot of people have something they’re good at. Will has drawing and Jonathan has photography. Nancy is damn good at investigating stuff and making Steve feel like an idiot. Dustin built that big radio contraption they used to contact Suzie last month. Max has killing people with just one withering look. Steve Harrington has a knack for dead things. Not exactly the kind of talent one boasts about in résumés or college applications. Not exactly the kind of thing that’s super useful in your everyday life. A bit more useful when you’re busy grave robbing. Steve slams the spade down vertically into the ground and leans against the wooden handle while he tries to catch his breath. It hasn’t rained in days, but the night air is still humid, heavy in his chest. The skeleton on the other side of the hole keeps on digging, Steve stopping is no reason for it to do the same. The upside of an animated skeleton is that it knows no fatigue for as long as the magic holds, and the magic Steve poured into Jason The Lab Skeleton is holding incredibly tight so far. The downside of an animated skeleton is that it’s lousy company and won’t sympathize with you when you feel like your arms are giving up. Jesus Christ, digging six feet down is way harder than the movies make it out to be! "Taking you from the science lab was the best stupid idea I ever had, huh, Jason?" Steve says in a series of panting breaths. The skeleton just goes on with its assigned task, the movements of its spade mechanical, repetitive. A couple of feet away, the boar skeleton and the dog skeleton are digging with much more animation and enthusiasm, even if they’re not much help, not with how deep the hole already is. But they’re having the time of their un-lives, right now, so Steve doesn’t dissuade them from digging and enthusiastically spraying dirt around. It’s family night. Sort of. Fun for everyone.

#harringrovebbpreview2023 #harringrove bigbang #an affinity for dead things #my fic #harringrove #steve harrington #billy hargrove #now with ART! #LOOK AT THEM! #AREN'T THEY BEAUTIFUL?! #folks... I'm so proud of what the three of us did #I can't wait to show you and I'm not just saying! #look at the skeleton babies! <3

[gallusrostromegalus]

Whats your favorite lore in the fic thats not likely to ever come up?

I'm picturing this fic as an animated series in my head and there are certain visual elements I can only sort of work into the text (because a veiwer of an anime would notice but someone living in-universe would not) but:

-Anubis and the other Gods are always portrayed with only one side visible to the viewer, and flat/without shading, like they're hieroglyphics. At least until they decide to affect the Material plane and suddenly they become much better rendered and 3-Dimensional.

-Funny Bunny is animated relative to Pegasus *exactly* the same way Rodger Rabbit is relative to Detective Valentine.

-It's mentioned a bit but Ammit is constantly shape-shifting which parts of her are Lioness, crocodile, or hippopotamus. Anubis and Thoth both Shift from Dog/Bird to Human-With-Animal-Head formats as needed for DRAMA. [REDACTED FOR SPOILERS] who also has appeared on page changes sizes based on how much trouble they think their Votary is in.

-TK is animated at a higher frame rate than everyone else, because he's had 5,000 years of practice being a ghost, and Yami is animated at a lower frame rate than everyone else for a while while he learns. Both of them ignore conservation of mass and shape when they're ghosts, mostly manifesting in "wearing what their host is, but longer/floatier and trailing off into aesthetically pleasing shapes, rather than anything fabric would realistically do" and "Floating along with minimal effort like they're kites being dragged along by the Items."

-Yugi literally has to take two steps for every one of Seto's.

-Both Shadis have extremely symmetrical faces. Like. Uncannily symmetrical. But they don't have the same face, because each is a mirror image of the half a face they grew back from.

-People do the Himuro Arakawa thing where they turn into minimalist blobs when something stupid happens, and the JJBA thing where their faces suddenly over-render when the situation gets serious.

-Everyone else has Black pupils but Bakura's are always extremely dark blue-green because even in normal lighting his tapetum lucidum are always a bit visible.

-Odion's face markings are white/pale pink because they're the result of ritual scarification (like Marik's back markings), not tattoos. Even though they're in Hawai'i right now, Marik always keeps his back and shoulders covered, and Odion always keeps his arms, legs and upper back covered as well.

-All three Ishtar siblings have substantial crimp to their hair. Odion and Ishizu braid theirs- Odion has thicker braids with beaded caps at the ends and Ishizu has thinner ones with spiraled ends. Marik wears his hair in twists most of the time.

-Tristan's hair looks like a thicker, brunette version of TinTin's from the 3-D animated movie. Téa has a Phyrne Fisher 1920's bob. Joey has somehow developed a reverse mullet in much the same way one develops a septic infection. Bakura has what the kids are calling a "Wolf Cut" but it's really a "tried to trim the split ends and bangs out of his face in the bathroom mirror at 3 AM with kitchen scissors and NO instructions" cut.

-Yugi's hair is straight-up anime bullshit where I've decided that humans have mutated a new type of stiff guard hair follicle like you find on bears and boars. It's very stiff but smooth and weirdly pettable.

-I don't know how this deviated into hairstyles but there you go.

#TPOFATGIF #The Power Of Friendship (And This Gun I Found!) #Yugioh #Yugioh fanfic

[flowersandbigteeth]

Captured by elves

This is the first chapter from a novella I'm writing. Just a little sneak peek ^_^ It's so close to finished...

General Plot: Local elves take a hellhound hostage

Elves (Thorne, Kharis, Slait) x fem hellhound (Fury)

note: Fury has a human form and a hellhound form, fyi

Word Count: 2.5K

W: a bit of fighting, monster fluff, kidnapping

GIF by fio-picolo

I stretched and yawned, kicking one of my little siblings, who barked at me before curling up and going back to sleep. A sunbeam leaked into our cave, alerting me that it was morning. I looked around at my pack. My father and mother hellhounds were sleeping in a ball together, while I was curled in my human form with my siblings. 

Unlike them, who had a small and large hellhound form. I only had a large hellhound and a half human form. At the moment, only my half human form would fit in the cave, so that’s the shape I was in. I swished my fluffy white tail and sniffed the air. 

An odd scent drifted on the wind and my parents stirred. 

“Elves,” my father barked to my mother, “let’s take the children deeper in the cave.” 

My mother looked at me. 

“Fury, guard the cave opening in your human form,” she yipped at me, “you can warn them off if they think you are a dog spirit.” 

As the oldest, born, not of a litter, but as a single pup, it was my duty to guard the family. 

“Yes mother,” I yipped back in Hellhound-speak and stalked to the opening of the cave to wait. 

As hellhounds we had few natural predators, but occasionally ambitious two-legs thought they could capture a puppy to keep as a pet. It almost always ended up with the capturer dead in a few years when the puppy came into its full strength, but there was no need to traumatize a young pup for no reason, so we were cautious. 

Sure enough, a trio of elves decked out in woodland armor came tromping up the hill towards the cave. 

“They should be just up here,” the blue one said. 

“Are you sure about this, Thorne?” the purple one asked, “it seems a bit cruel to steal a puppy.” 

“What? You want to take on a full-grown one?” the green one laughed, “i’d pay to see that fight!” 

“I just mean…should we really be doing this at all?” he asked. 

The blue one brushed away his concerns. 

“A hellhound will make a good hunting dog and I have a secret to make this easy for us,” he said, confidently and I couldn’t stifle my growl. 

They’d come to take one of my siblings! I had to stifle the urge to shift to my full sized form. It would give away that I was a hellhound and that would be no good. My father taught me avoiding a fight was always best. We were strong, yes but even the strongest can be defeated. Guile was our best weapon. I tried to remember his words, but my mind was hazy with anger. 

“Well hello there,” the purple one said to me when they crested the hill, “who are you?” 

“Stand aside, dog spirit,” the blue one announced, “if you let us pass we will not harm you.” 

This time I couldn’t hold back my growl and my tail went up in aggravation. 

“You’re too polite, Thorne,” the green one snorted, sauntering up to me and shoving me to the side, “out of the way bitch.” 

I stumbled a bit and whatever handle I had on my temper snapped, suddenly I was looking down at them, my teeth bared. My hot saliva dripped into the dirt. 

“Holy shit!” the green one shouted, jumping back and reaching for his weapon. 

“Here we go,” the blue one said, his face splitting into a big grin, “this is much better than a puppy!” 

I pointed my body, perking my ears in a threatening stance. They would not pass me. There was a short stand-off where the elves brandished their weapons at me, before the blue one leapt and I struck. I was powerful, but the elves were quick, surrounding me on all sides. He whacked me with a heavy club, which did little more than anger me.

 I snapped at his leg as he passed me, grazing it with my teeth so that I got a little taste of his blood. It tasted good. I’d never had anything but deer, rabbit, and occasionally boar meat. The blood lust common to all hellhounds slowly began to take over as the scent of the red fluid filled the air. 

My growls became feral and I soon lost myself to the monster in me, snarling and frothing at the mouth. The purple one seemed to be standing back, so I ignored him, while the blue and green ones attacked aggressively from either side. It was impossible to pinpoint where one would strike from next. They were incredibly quick and it was angering my inner beast, pushing her to respond more viciously. 

“We’ve almost got her, keep pushing,” the blue one shouted and I lunged for his neck. 

I was a strong hellhound, raised and trained to fight by my father and mother, but I was inexperienced. This was the first real fight I’d been in and as my father had warned me I was relying too heavily on my strength. The elves were wearing me down with their speed before I could get good shots on them. 

“She’s getting tired,” the green one huffed as he successfully landed a hit on my back leg that had me yelping. 

“Now!” the blue one shouted and they all started chanting some weird words. I tried to make a run for it, spooked by the sudden use of magic, but it was like my limbs were frozen in place. I snarled and snapped, but I was bound by some warm light. There was a flash and everything went dark. 

–

I woke in the purple one’s arms and thrashed immediately. 

“Be calm little one,” he cooed and I snarled. I was not little. Only I was. I shifted quickly back to my full sized form, forcing the elf to throw me so he wouldn’t be crushed. I snarled and turned on him, opening my jaws to gobble him up in one bite, only no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t get them to close. 

“Ah you see now, bitch,” the green one laughed, “we’ve bound you. You can’t hurt us if you want to and it’s obvious you do. Well too bad, you’re our hunting dog now.” 

I snapped at him and tried to run away, when I got about twenty feet away it was like I hit a brick wall. I snarled again and turned on them. 

“You might as well turn back into your human form, hellhound,” the blue one said, smugly, “you’re mine.” 

I decided I was not changing back, even if I couldn’t harm them or run away, I wouldn’t appear weak in front of them. I growled and flopped down on the ground angrily, resting my head on my paws. 

The purple one sighed. 

“Don’t pout,” he said, “my father will have lots of meat for you when we get back home.” 

I huffed at him, making his hair fly up around his ears. 

“Hmmm…” he said, thoughtfully and then smiled, “I have an idea. How about a little hunt before we get home? I bet you want a juicy bone, don’t you?” 

I didn’t like the elves, but I did like hunting and bones. If I was going to be stuck with them, I might as well get some food out of it. I sniffed the air and pointed my body in the direction of a boar. 

“That’s the spirit!” the purple one cheered, “now we’ll give you a little longer leash so you can lead us.” 

I stepped carefully in the direction of the boar and finding nothing stopping me, stalked off silently through the trees. I would figure these elves out later, when I had a little more information. They’d obviously done something to me with magic and hellhounds didn’t know much about that. For now my instincts were calling me to hunt which I understood very well. 

The scent of the boar turned on the animal in me and when I found it, I easily pounced on the morsel. 

“Stop!” the blue one shouted, before I swallowed the whole thing. 

I pouted, my mouth hovering over it. 

“Ew she’s going to get drool all over the meat,” the green one said, shoving my head away. I snapped at him, but it was no use, I couldn’t sink my teeth in. 

“Here you go!” the violet one said, smiling and cutting off one of the boar’s legs with his sword, “here’s your treat for a job well done.” 

He tossed me the leg and I sank down on my haunches to devour the meat. When he was sure I was occupied gnawing the last bits of flesh off of the bone he came over and stroked my nose. 

“That’s a good girl,” he said. I had to admit, he knew how to give pets, even if they were unwelcome. I huffed at him, too happy with my bone to chase him away. 

“Come on, girl,” the blue one said, when they’d field dressed the boar and had chunks of meat tossed over their shoulders. 

I carried my now clean and perfect for gnawing bone as I trotted behind them. Fed, I was in a much better mood. At least they hadn’t found my family. For all they knew I was the only hellhound around, which was better than nothing. As long as my siblings were safe, I could endure this. 

“What should we name you?” the blue one pondered as he dropped back next to me, patting my flank. I let out a low growl. 

“I’m sure she already has a name,” the purple one said and I decided I liked him a little bit more than the others. 

I blew a puff of air on the back of his head, fluffing his hair and he giggled, waving me away. 

“That tickles!” he laughed, “why don’t you turn back into your human form so you can tell us your name?” 

I shook my head. I was not changing back. 

“That’s all right, bitch is fine for me,” the green one said over his shoulder.

“Stop calling her that,” the purple one huffed, scratching my head, “she’s a good girl. She’s just a little frightened, aren’t you? We took you away from your cozy cave. That’s okay, I have a nice blanket at home just for you.”  

I didn’t want a blanket, I thought sadly, I wanted to wake up just like I did this morning surrounded by my family. 

Soon I could hear the sounds of the village through the trees and a little while later it appeared before us. I’d never seen a village before, but it looked quite large. There were huge walls made of giant timbers and big buildings taller than me. There were so many smells all in one place it was confusing. I shrank back, not scared, but disoriented, crouching behind the purple one. 

“What’s wrong with her, Kharis?” the green one asked, impatiently shrugging the hunk of meat on his shoulder, “this shit is heavy. Hurry up.” 

“She’s just overwhelmed,” the violet one said, “there’s a lot of new smells, huh? Let’s go find my dad first. He loves dogs. He’ll have treats for you.” 

I followed carefully behind the violet one as we passed through the town gates. 

“Thorne!” a breathless, pink elf woman cried, throwing herself at the blue one’s chest, “I missed you so much! I was so worried about you!” 

She looked up at me frightened. 

“Is that the beast?! I thought you were getting a puppy?!” she gasped. 

I narrowed my eyes and growled at her. She smelled like too much perfume and alcohol. She jumped about a foot in the air and clung to the blue one, whose name I had determined was Thorne. 

“She’s perfectly safe, Peony,” he said, peeling her off of him, “we need to go to the butcher’s to drop off this meat.” 

She nodded and batted her eyelashes, flirtatiously. 

“Can I come find you later?” she asked. 

He shrugged and kept walking. I stalked past her and she hurriedly gave me room. 

Kharis, the purple one, led us to a wooden building that smelled delightfully like meat and a large purple elf with huge biceps came out, grinning at me. 

“So what’s this?” he said, holding his hand out politely for me to sniff. I gave it a good snuffle, finding pleasantly that he smelled like fresh meat and his son under the bitter scent of tobacco. He went back inside for a moment and came out hauling a huge bone. I dropped the tiny one in my mouth, drooling. 

“There ya go,” he said, tossing it to me, “that’s a dragon bone for ya!” 

I caught it, and decided I liked the two violet ones better than all the rest. 

He gave me a conspiratorial grin. 

“If you follow me I’ve got a real surprise for you,” he said. 

I looked at the other elves who were unloading meat. 

“Go on,” the blue one said, waving me away, “we’ll come find you.” 

Kharis and his father led me to what had to be heaven. Behind the town and in a clearing in the woods there was a huge pit where they dumped all of their bones. Big bones, small bones, juicy bones, dry bones. It was amazing. I trotted in a circle with glee. 

“You can come here any time you like,” the butcher said with a grin. 

Without thinking I poofed back into my human form and jumped on him, giving him a big hug. 

“Thank you!” I squealed. 

“Ah!” he shouted, surprised at first, but then he chuckled, “I see you’re a special hellhound. Not many like you that can change into a human are there?” 

Kharis pulled me down from his father’s chest and looked me over. 

“Nice to finally see you,” he said, “I’m Kharis. What’s your name?” 

I blinked up at him. 

“F-Fury,” I said, feeling shy in my human form. I wasn’t big as a human. I only came up to Kharis’ middle chest. I was, however, strong. I turned from Kharis, lured by the scent of bones and hoisted one as large as me over my shoulder and carried it to a corner to lick it. Even in my human form, I liked bones. 

“What a delight,” Kharis’ father beamed, “how did you possibly get her to stay with you? I’ve never heard of a hellhound being this docile, even one that can change human.” 

“We bound her,” Kharis said brightly and his father’s smile immediately dropped. 

“You what?” he asked. 

Kharis looked up at him a little less sure this time. 

“We bound her with the Aika binding,” he said, “Thorne said it would make it so she would have to follow our orders.” 

His father buried his head in his hands. 

“You idiots,” he groaned, “we need to go speak to the chief, immediately. Come along Fury, you can bring your bone.” 

I decided if I could bring my bone it didn’t really matter where we went, so I put it over my shoulder and followed them back to the butcher shop. 

Kharis’ father looked seriously at Thorne. 

“We need to talk to your father about this hellhound you caught,” he said in a voice that brokered no argument. 

“What did you do?” he asked, looking at me surprised that I was in my human form. 

It was Kharis’s father’s turn to growl. “It’s not what she did. It’s what you did to her,” he said and marched past him.

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