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[gibraltarborn]

@theresastargirl <3'd for future!flint

The animal sanctuary/zoo that Flint worked at had state of the art experiences for animal lovers, or in this case, those who were brave enough to face animals that could easily rip you in half or eat you for lunch; mostly to show how diverse animals were and such. In this case, one was allowed to meet Fangs under the supervision of Flint who acted as a sort of caretaker and animal advocate. Since she had such a strong bond with Fangs, she could be trusted in keeping him from doing anything that would put a guest in danger. So here she was, sitting at a designated enclosure/spot where anyone who wanted to could come in and meet a Sabertooth Tiger in the flesh! Not as in demand since Fangs had procreated with a local Tigress and had their hybrid cubs, but still, he was the original Sabertooth in the equation.

Flint sat right by Fangs, who was laying down in leisure grooming himself. Flint's one hand was nestled in the feline's fluffy fur, petting him without a care in the world, as if a woman who barely hit 4'10 and 120 pounds soaking wet should be able to be so calm near such a predator. But here it was. As a woman approached, Flint sat up in her chair a bit. She pulled out a phone and began rapidly typing, before showing the device to the woman in question, all with bright eyes and a smile. A text-to-speech voice then read out what Flint had diligently typed:

[ Welcome to the experience. I am Flint. This is Fangs. You would like to meet and perhaps touch him? He is not as scary as he looks.]

Flint laughed, gesturing to Fangs, who was still licking himself maddeningly, trying to get every speck of dust and dirt off his beautiful fur, lost in it all like a overgrown housecat.

[obscurushydrae]

Starter for @mxthbladed

Kar flipped through the dossier. Agata Espina, one of those true American success stories. Immigrant family, stepped away from a hard life and worked hard to become a historian. Kar could find a little kinship on that. Excellent marks in the proficiency test to boot.

The Bureau was hurting for agents; so many of her colleagues died or retired after everything-- but she couldn't blame them. Agent Espina would be some much needed new blood for a new Bureau.

Ashley's Head poke through the door of the study, letting Kar know the new agent had arrived.

"Come on in!" her voice was warm and welcoming.

Kar decided to greet her in the study. just like her Father had when he was alive. The study itself had been her father's, and now it was hers. The lamps have a warm glow, even with the fireplace wasn't lit. The walls were floor to ceiling full of books and curios-- with a whole other second level above. Aged photos from many decades, with different people, some familiar, some not. A large aquarium took one of the other walls--currently empty. A record player sat nearby some upholstered chairs.

"I'm Director Aster," she greeted, offering her hand to shake." Agata, right?"

[wildcxrds]

@xvotexforxmelokix

Well, here he was.

Somewhere in the back of his brain, he could clearly here Dorothy saying, “Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore.” Or something like that. Because the last thing he knew in the whirlwind of things happening was being at home with his mother, holed up because some sort of armed agents were coming for him. And the next, he was cuffed and dragged away, and handled roughly. Somewhere in between, he’d had a shutdown, overwhelmed by the noises and sounds.

Then he heard words like “variant” and “guilty”. Of what?

Then pain. Silence. Then he was awake on a dusty field, with faint crashing noises. No more cuff or collar, but he definitely didn’t know how to get home from here. His magic felt… shut in, and there was a storm off in the distance, rapidly approaching.

He saw a small group of figures off in the distance, and his voice, which had been trapped painfully in his chest like a bubble, escaped out his throat as he shouted, “HEY! HEY, I-I-I NEED HELP!”

[eleanorseigert]

closed for @harlowhanlon where: shared apartment

"Oh, you're alive!" Eleanor practically exclaimed as she shut the apartment door behind her using her foot, as her hands were currently busy holding a new plant. "Good. Can you believe they had this marked for only 3 bucks? When I saw her I just knew she had to come home with me, I mean, how could I say no to a deal like that?" She rarely said no to many things, especially when it came to plants, deal or not. The blonde paused as she was maneuvering her way through the jungle that was their apartment, her eyes glued to the TV, "Are you using my netflix? Is that why Temptation Island pops up for me now?"

[macbethz]

Well I like it but it’s not very well written. Also it’s a visual mess. The plot doesnt make any sense and the creators suck and its politics oscillate from mildly problematic to frankly baffling. I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone. However. the character

[vamprisms]

siren

[fangsandthangs]

When you’re in the middle of a fic and realise you’ve missed a very critical tag

[stealingpotatoes]

My apologies, Lady Normal. But where does you Eunuch come from?

[noodles-and-tea]

Our hextech dream….

[wildcxrds]

@eternallyxcyclic

Okay. Not what she expected, but she's been in worse situations.

Right?

It felt a lot like some sort of sick joke. One minute, she and her son had just received the terrible news that five/six years prior, Jacob's birth father had passed. The next, she was being taken in the night leaving the very cabin she and Loki once spent afternoons in as a way to grieve him. Before she could call for any help, before she could even use her magic, she was abruptly taken, called a 'Variant', and was slated for court.

She'd seen and heard of all sorts of different places because of Kori's dimensional transporting, but she had definitely never - in her life - seen something like this.

But now, her panic was overridden with bewilderment, because while sitting in her cell, an announcement called loudly to cease the pruning of all Variants. (She thanked whatever spirits might be looking over her to have saved her from whatever pruning was - which she gathered was exactly what it sounded like.)

Then there was rumbling, and the power flickering, and the cell she was temporarily held in briefly lost power long enough for her to slip out and take the chance to try and escape. If there was anything she'd learned from Kai, it was hiding and keeping out of sight. So she did, until reaching the first elevator she possibly could, unsure of whatever floor it was taking her to, hit the lowest button. Because, in her panic logic, bottom floor = lobby!

Right??

The doors slid open, her wrists still in restraints and the anti-power collar chafing against her sweating neck, she stepped out into a quiet and seemingly empty curved hallway, making her way down with her heart thumping rapidly in her throat. Her eyes scanned the stacked and messy cabinets lining one side of the wall, following the curve until she came upon the opening, giving a little gasp and trying to stumble back out of sight, hoping that if there was someone there.. they didn't see her. (But honestly, running as long as she had been... she was losing stamina fairly quickly, which made her a little more sloppy in her attempt to hide this time.)

[theblob1958]

people are saying do it scared, but you also gotta do it alone. you'll miss out on so much you want to do if you wait til someone will do it with you. do it scared and do it alone.

[bearloonz]

I think we as a society should bring back brotps. I think we should be weirder about characters being friends the same way people are weird about ships. Make those two characters who interacted once or twice besties. Make it difficult for them to get rid of each other even if they want to. Go nuts

[1960z]

I know I’m not the first person to say this but fandom’s seeming need to shove any character dynamic into some kind of familial role (siblings, father-son, mother-daughter etc) increasingly feels just as stifling and dismissive of platonic love as making every relationship romantic does.

I dunno man do you view all of your close friends as siblings cause I sure don’t. and I definitely don’t think of them as parents

[byjove]

my mom is soooo upset because she dropped and cracked one of her chicken’s eggs that she knew was fertilized. it’s her first time trying to hatch chicks and she was so excited. this was one of two eggs she’d seen moving while candling them. she feels so bad.

[thistlebriar]

I'm goinf fucking insane holy shit