#dholes writing

[mongreldyke]

nothin' quite like how a dog loves

let dead dogs lie - silas denver melvin // red dog - elizabeth frink // how to be a dog - andrew kane // domestication syndrome - dhole b // no origin found // for your own good - leah horlick // it will come back - hozier // pleasure - beth cavener // i am a dog. i have blood all over my teeth. - sciencedfiction // same poem as directly previous

[fionajames]

Hello there! Since you have so many clones taking up music, how about a clone band? Maybe it's something they do at parties or on Life Day? Just a thought...

General Kenobi! I loved this idea so i wrote a lil something for you <3 hope you enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!11

also guys srsly u may have noticed ive been pretty absent BECAUSE NO ONES REQUESTING

SO REQUEST

PLEASE

It started off as just jamming sessions, at first. Dhole had been plucking at his acoustic guitar’s strings half-heartedly, letting it ring out. His left hand’s fingers danced over the frets of the guitars, pressing down on the notes of the G Major scale. 

It was something he’d been taught somewhere - to improvise a song, a melody, a tune, out of a scale’s notes. It was therapeutic and melodic, laced with beauty. He closed his eyes as the pattern of the note flowed through his fingertips, straight up his arm and into his heart. 

Fives had walked on his vod playing so peacefully, and had spied the book in front of him that had the scale displayed. He shuffled silently to grasp his electric guitar, and began playing the chords that matched. 

Dhole opened one eye at the sound of his musical companion, and smiled when he noticed the tranquil state Fives had also slipped into. He closed his eyes again as their notes and chords harmonised instinctively, a tune flowing through the air.

Cody - who’d been hovering in the house - reappeared in the room, holding his violin with a grin. He’d retrieved his instrument after hearing Fives and Dhole’s joint melody. He placed his violin on his shoulder, under his chin, and held his bow over the strings. He thought for a moment, before beginning to play along.

The other two Clones were only momentarily confused, before they slipped into a trio. The music was beyond just practice now, a tune so melodic and beautiful that it sounded composed and well-practised.

Rex wandered into the room with a smile, settling on the couch to watch his brothers play. He wished he could play with them, but he’d never learnt an instrument. Maybe one day he would, but not today. However, he did comm Fox silently, who arrived back at the house minutes later.  

He sat down by his piano, stretching his fingers before settling them down. He copied what Dhole was doing, playing the notes from the scale. His own eyes closed.

The four were a group from that moment forth, and soon they became a well-known four on Nay Mets. No one apart from Rex understood that they never practised together before sitting on stage, that was the real magic of it. 

They’d agree on a scale, a tune, perhaps, to play, but none of them actually agreed what to play. They would practise together, but not with the perhaps of practice. They’d mess around to see if they could find scales that matched together and perhaps write them down to play later, or if Fox should play chords instead of notes or something.

And so they were a band, a quartet of strange music. 

But the music they made was magic.

And magic is beautiful.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED

LOVE YALL

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[hugepolecat3298]

today i am going to go to the fabric store and i am going to make my baby cousin a dhole plush for christmas because they are her absolute favourite animal and she gets sad that nobody cares about them except for her

[lucrezianoin]

writing daemon aus, my beloved

Okay the main three unposted new fics I am writing and REALLY want to finish are:

Tav/Astarion + Wyll with bad stuff

Astarion temporarily goes back to the spawns and meet some very horrible people (probably

wyllstarion daemon au a CLASSIC

So I am thinking what daemons they could have. I imagine vampires' daemons would not die, as daemons are supposed to represent their souls, and vampires still have souls. So I decided that their daemons die and are born again (undead, same characteristics as vampires) and have to resettle into a new form.

So Astarion old daemon used to be some kind of cat, something flashy like a leopard (a snow leopard), something that was definitely able to catch admiration. Then after he died his daemon settled into the tiniest cutest bat (Northern ghost bat) ever, something that could hide easily and escape just as easily. OR A RAT.

Shadowheart went through "separate your daemon" training as a Shar follower, and I imagine her daemon used to love being a wolf, but then settled into an owl or a Martes martes maybe. Halsin of course has a bear (how inconvenient). Gale has his tressym it is only right, and Karlach could have an elk or a ram.

I really want Lae'zel to have a racoon but I feel like she should have an alien-like animal. I really want Jaheira to have a rabbit or maybe a monkey (Simia sciureus).

WYLL... I think Wyll should have a predator animal, not too big but fast. A fox maybe, or an ocelot. The Ethiopian wolf and the Maned wolf are two of my favorite canids.... THO I just googled Dhole and I decided it is too cute not to be that!

Also Wyll's father definitely has a wolf. Minthara has a poisonous snake, and Gortash has a racoon.

[gremlin-writes-angst]

Fighter names

I am currently working on a redacted ASMR/audio boxer au and I wanted to share what I have so far for the character's fighter names.

These are the names I have so far. If it is blank it is because I'm not sure yet and will gladly take suggestions.

Gabrial Shaw- The Alpha: In this au gabe was a renowned fighter who used the title 'the alpha' but after his death, they use his full name in a sense of respect

David Shaw- The wolf: David wanted to honor his father's name, but didn't want to take his father's old name. partly cause it seemed rude and because he wasn't sure he could live up to such a name

Asher- The Hyena: I wanted the three main wolf boys to share a dog aspect to their names, to connect back to being werewolves. I choose Hyena because of the laugh, in this AU, I like to think Asher in the ring is a chaotic mastermind, who obnoxiously taunts his opponent, similar to a Hyena

Milo Greer- The Dhole: I like this match for many reasons, The Dhole dog is on the smaller size. but they are also smart and adaptive pack animals. I also like the irony of the name which is pronounced almost like dull. To me out of these three boys, Milo's appearance and fighting style seem to be the most dull to his opponents and Milo loves to play on that and prove them wrong. I am also headcannoning that Milo has red hair... at least for this AU.

Darlin: Darlin has multiple names in this au. With Quinn, they are called scraps when in the ring. but when with David and his gym they are Tank.

Sweetheart: one of my favs. Sweetheart remains with the name Sweetheart thanks to the fact that they fight with a heart-shaped ring, leaving their opponents with heart indents

Sam-

vincent-( my first thought is Prince but I'm not sure.)

Quinn- The Viper: I wanted something that went with the vampire thing but didn't want it to be to obvious. So viper, cause quinn is a snake and snakes have fangs. And because the song "Pit of vipers" by Simon Curtis made me think of quinn (and darlin) - Dec 7th 2023

bright eyes-

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Everything below this line is edited/ad ons

Cutie-The Seer: I know Cutie isn't a Seer in the actual story, but it makes sense for this. When Cutie was a fighter, they were very good at calculating their opponents' moves. They were honestly just very analytical , studied, and found every pattern that existed in their opponents. So people assumed that they could see the future and they got the neam the Seer. Cutie was world renowned because they were super good and loved to travel/ jump from place to place. Till they me geordi and basically quit fighting. Cutie then became a journalist, mostly for sports. It works well because they've gotten really good at reading a person before even meeting them. Geordi is their editor. The two travel the world and write about sports(geordi writes about sceneries and hospitality of where they stay) Oct-25-2023

[shingekinomyfeelings]

So, periodically I get annoyed by how scientists publish research articles and these articles are read by non-scientists who don't fully understand them because they don't know enough background about the subject, but nevertheless write their own articles BASED on the research papers, now through the lens of someone with a poorer understanding, and usually worded to sound more 'attention getting' or frankly click-baity to reach more readers --

Thus resulting in a big game of Telephone whereby the information from actual research papers is turned into a massively oversimplified, single sentence idea that is actually not at all what the original researchers said! And soon it enters the realm of 'common knowledge' that other people with no scientific background, but a casual interest in the subject, and then everyone's favorite animal fact is suddenly 'hyenas are actually cats!!!' Annoys the fuck out of me.

So now I'm going to annoy the fuck out of you.

Yesterday I saw a headline declaring that the first hybrid between domestic dog and fox has been discovered in Brazil! I immediately read it, thinking 'uh woah that shouldn't be possible.'

And...... it's not!

Without getting too far into the confusing world of taxonomy, we currently divide the Dog Family, or Canidae, into two major "tribes" that split apart from a common ancestor long ago: Canini, the True Dogs, and Vulpini, the True Foxes. The branches of Canini and Vulpini split from each other long, long, long ago. Long story short, it all comes down to skull shape.

Canini includes Canis (wolves, coyotes, golden jackals, and domestic dogs), as well as several other genera, encompassing things like true jackals, dholes, African painted dogs, maned wolves, and the confusingly named South American Foxes, or Lycalopex.

Vulpini includes the well-known Vulpes and several others.

Now, Lycalopex species do resemble foxes, and as such many of their common names include the word 'fox,' but this is because of convergent evolution - they're actually very different from foxes! But due to their superficial resemblance, and the difficult nature of trying to change an 'official' common name, the genus contains dogs named things like Andean Fox, Hoary Fox, and the Pampas Fox.

The hybrid creature captured in Brazil was shown to be a cross between domestic dog and Pampas Fox - still a surprising hybrid and the first known of its kind, but not as massively unexpected and improbable as a mix of Dog and Fox. Sadly the creature, being colloquially called a 'dogxim,' didn't survive long, having suffered injuries from a car strike, but is now the subject of SO DAMN MANY flippant click baity, 3-minute curiosity reads stating that now dogs and foxes can hybridize, and not a one of them stating the very real distinction between Lycalopex and the True Foxes.

[oldsargasso]

pit babe daemons

I'm physically incapable of being in a fandom without making a daemon au. I'm not exactly actively writing this, but I couldn't stop thinking about it so here we are. (also it's always a fun test of my willpower to not give everyone a bird. 2/13 I am a master of restraint.)

(warning for spiders and snakes just in case!)

Babe:

beautiful pit viper (trimeresurus venustus) (I couldn't resist). like most snakes, scary on the outside and a sweetheart underneath. not the most aggressive but strikes fast with a venomous bite. also imagine Babe in his tank top with a snake draped over his neck. exactly.

charlie:

Appenzeller Sennenhund. cheerful, energetic, smart. fearless when it comes to protecting their family. very loyal! of course puppy Charlie has a dog daemon.

Way:

eastern barn owl (Tyto javanica stertens). fiercely territorial, secretive. incredible hunter. intelligent! also in folklore owls are either good (symbol of wisdom) or bad (omen of death and doom to come) which speaks to the dichotomy of Way.

Pete:

spotted-winged fruit bat (Balionycteris maculata). tends to be solitary. not a predator. they don’t echolocate but find food using keen sense of smell and eyesight, and they have an unusual dental formation compared to other fruit bats. (<- I can't explain why that is Pete to me but trust me.) smallest of the megabats but still a megabat which I think reflects the corporate side of things nicely.

Kenta:

cocker spaniel. loyal loyal loyal. easily trained. meant for hunting. good with kids lol. also in HDM servants tended to have dog daemons. LOYAL.

Kim:

siberian weasel (Mustela sibirica). intrepid and intelligent. sociable when it suits. will fight you and likely bite you. look at that little lady and tell me that's not Kim.

North:

dhole (Cuon alpinus). highly sociable and adaptive. noisy (likes to chat) but also uses complex body language.  dholes don't engage in dominance displays and aren't super territorial, which I think reflects North's easy-going nature.

Sonic:

blue crested lizard (Calotes mystaceus). colourful! not very dangerous but still has teeth and claws. quick and crafty. I originally thought butterfly for Sonic but he needed something more substantial. also she definitely hitches a ride on North's daemon all the time.

Dean:

tiger shrike (Lanius tigrinus). solitary, shy and predatory. shrikes kill by impaling their prey on the nearest pointy object, which I think mirrors the way Dean went for the hammer well. also not a particularly flashy bird. (but still beautiful in the way all birds are beautiful!!)

Winner:

electric blue tarantula (Chilobrachys natanicharum). opportunistic, defensive, kind of a show-off. will ‘hiss’ when provoked. but not the most dangerous spider around. also I think Winner deserves a little blue in his life.

Alan:

banded linsang (Prionodon linsang) male daemon - low sexual dimorphism in this species so not everyone notices but it’s just something else that pings a little odd about alan. generally solitary and not well-known. a predator still.

Jeff:

veined labyrinth butterfy (Neope pulaha). clever, excellent vision, weak fliers. Jeff is a mystery to most, hence labyrinth. I think Jeff is served well by a daemon that can be easily hidden and/or overlooked.

+ bonus Tony:

giant hawker dragonfly (Tetracanthagyna plagiata). dragonflies are the world’s most efficient predator. but at the end of the day it’s just an insect. as with Jeff, it suits Tony to have a hidden daemon.

[emerals]

basic info dumping about the lads

!not set in stone!

JUNIPER PASSERINE:

lesbian

she/her

greek/hispanic

adhd, asperger's syndrome, recovering anorexic

house wren

june 2nd, 2006 (gemini)

ISTP-A

phoebe (mother) + carmelo (father)

cape suzette

spunky, brutally honest, assertive

pink

into engineering

inspiration: nikki (camp camp)

VA: elizabeth maxwell

XIMENA AVIANTA:

bisexual demisexual demigirl

she/they

hispanic

anxiety

robin

may 14th, 2006 (taurus)

ISFJ-T

harper (mother) + alonso (father)

st. canard

quiet, strong, smart

orange

into chemistry

inspiration: varian/catalina (tangled: the series)

VA: ruby jay

OZUL "OZZY SWAN" FLOCKSON:

gay

he/him

black (dark-skinned)

anxiety, depression

black swan

october 7th, 2006 (libra)

ENTP-T

esther (mother) + major (father), rhys (step-father)

faith (younger half-sister by 15 years)

st. canard

laidback, loyal, sarcastic

blue

into pyromancy

inspiration: louis (telltale: the walking dead)

VA: vincent tong

KAMARA "DOTTIE ANGELS" CHAMNANCAT:

omnisexual aromantic

she/her

thai/ethiopian

depression, cptsd

ocicat

november 30th, 2005 (sagittarius)

chariya (mother) + negasi (father)

kimora (younger sister by 9 years)

st. canard

tough, short tempered, rude

black

into therapy

inspiration: cassandra (tangled the series)

VA: eden espinosa

ZEKE "HUNTER" GUNDOG:

pansexual asexual

he/him

irish

cptsd

irish setter

february 13th, 2006 (aquarius)

roisin † (mother) + finn † (father), noelle (adoptive mother) + blanca (adoptive mother)

conor † (older brother by 6 years)

duckburg

friendly, strong, trusting

white

into history

inspiration: glenn rhee (the walking dead)/tadashi hamada (big hero 6)

VA: cameron boyce

WHITTANY LOP:

pansexual

she/her

black (light-skinned)/danish

adhd, anxiety

black lop rabbit

september 23rd, 2006 (libra)

winterva (mother) + leonard (father)

giselle (older sister by 5 years), cashmere and ricky (older sister and brother by 4 years), myrene (older sister by 2 years), jocelyn (younger sister by 3 years), shawn (younger brother by 8 years), malina (younger sister by 11 years)

cape suzette

chipper, condescending, fearful

purple

into art

inspiration: pinkie pie (my little pony)

VA: haley tju

EVERETT MUSTELIDANTE:

bisexual

he/him

indian/german

anxiety, depression

sable ferret

january 24th, 2005 (aquarius)

edith (mother) + emerson (father)

cape suzette

independant, distant, nerdy

red

into music/film

inspiration: sakutaro morishige (corpse party)

VA: jeremy jordan

SYLVIA HONEYBERG:

straight/greysexual

she/her

swedish/white/italian

anxiety, bulimia

red-legged honeycreeper

june 25th, 2005 (cancer)

seek (mother) + nolan (father)

duckburg

preppy, insecure, adventurer

brown

into fashion

inspiration: porsha crystal (sing 2)

VA: abigail zoe lewis

MARSHALL "MARSHMALLOW" SNOWSHOE:

gay demiromantic demiboy

he/they

white/russian

adhd

canadian lynx

august 15th, 2007 (leo)

fanya (mother) + austin † (father)

masha (younger sister by 4 years)

st. canard

outgoing, flirt, sweetheart

yellow

into mixology

inspiration: william clockwell (invincible)

VA: bryce papenbrook

HAE-WON "ASH" FLIWIG:

nonbinary aroace

they/them

korean

osteoporosis, anxiety

yellow canary

august 31st, 2005 (virgo)

soo-ah (mother) + du-ho (father)

duckburg

sarcastic, reserved, logical

sea green

into writing

inspiration: violet (telltale: the walking dead)

VA: colleen o’shaughnessey

EMALINE "KIWI" PURRBORNE:

bisexual

she/her

native american

epilepsy, lupus

bombay cat

july 17th, 2005 (cancer)

janese (mother) + king (father)

mariana (younger sister by 4 years), olivia (younger sister by 6 years)

st. canard

goofy, selfless, optimistic

light blue

into baking

inspiration: sayori (doki doki literature club)

VA: mae whitman

ADEN FANG:

demiromantic, demisexual

he/him

japanese/korean

cptsd

dhole

february 27th, 2004 (pisces)

cho (mother) + hiroshi (father)

cape suzette

distant, distrusting, loyal

grey

into criminalistics

inspiration: bigby wolf (telltale: the wolf among us)

VA: adam harrington

SAIGE "NIX" RODENTIA:

pansexual

she/her

portuegese/egyptian

cptsd

gundi

february 1st, 2005 (aquarius)

leonor † (mother) + rodrigo (father)

protective, tired, edgy

dark purple

into jewelry

inspiration: kenny/lee everett/clementine (the walking dead)

VA: lauren ash

DEAN RODENTIA:

straight

he/him

portuegese/egyptian/white

cptsd, depression, anxiety, asperger's syndrome

capybara

october 20th, 2006 (libra)

nour † (mother) + seth † (father)

lackadaisical, smart, strong-willed

pastel orange

into astronomy

inspiration: dipper pines (gravity falls)

VA: michael sinterniklaas

VIVIAN "VIV" PYROAR:

lesbian

she/her

black/white

social anxiety, adhd

lioness

november 29th, 2004 (sagittarius)

frances (mother) + timber (father)

childish, witty, artsy

magenta

into culinary

inspiration: rapunzel (tangled)

VA: erica lindbeck

[iezeradd]

One of the recurring themes in my story, one of the things that is extremely important to me to get across through the narrative, is how we are all connected, how everything matters.

I have other important recurring themes as well like othering, generational trauma, inner conflict, fear of being irrelevant, addiction, healing, found family, personal growth, self-sacrifice, and finding yourself through others, to name only a few.

But to me, the most important one is this connectedness and it's something i think about a lot. It's not one of those "everything happens for a reason" "god works in mysterious ways" type things. It's simpler than that, but still infinitely more complex. It's a tightly woven web of cause and effect.

Everything my characters do or say, everything that happens to them, every choice they make or have taken away from them... it all has an impact somewhere else down the line. Nothing is in a vacuum. It all matters. Everything matters. And there's no clear cut good or bad in there either. Real life isn't all black and white and neither are my characters' lives.

One small (haha right) example, one single thread in the web:

When he was a child, Nèceù had an older brother who died trying to save a dhole pup from a mudslide. Since he was now the eldest son, Nèceù was the one who received the old family razor when he came of age, an old family tradition passed down from father to eldest son as a way to say "You are a man now." This enabled him to give it to Nuallef when he left home to find someone who could permanently alter his body so he could transition. His uncle's gesture convinced Nuallef that he was on the right path and strengthened his resolve to keep searching even though he often wanted to give up and go home.

When he found what he was looking for, Nuallef also found Namr'qu. He befriended her, learned her language, and eventually traveled to her country to let her family know she had died. He stayed in Onsharhe because he knew the language. That's where he met Takka, and the two of them changed each other's lives in about a million ways but most importantly, their relationship saved Takka's life.

And now Takka is helping Kurun make corrupt cops and fascists disappear, potentially impacting millions of lives and shifting the political landscape of the entire world, but also impacting those people's families. And this wouldn't be happening at all if some random person hadn't shared Nuallef's art with Kurun while he was in a state that allowed it to resonate with him, which led to them becoming friends which meant that Nuallef was able to encourage Kurun to use his fortune for the greater good, a fortune he wouldn’t have if he hadn't had help recovering from substance abuse...

And so on and so forth.

None of the threads can exist on their own, independently from one another. None of them appear linked, but they are. Like we are. We never know how far our actions and words can reach. And I think that's important.

I think it's important in the face of a system that's collapsing violently, of a world that's burning down around us, of a society that's so painfully individualistic and nihilistic, to remember that everything matters. In real life it's a lot more mundane and less grand than in a dark fantasy plot of course, but it still matters. The choices we make or don't make never happen in a vacuum.

I'm writing a 10k page epic about queer monsters that could be summed up as this:

Be kind to yourselves and each other because everything matters.

[ternwithatmblr]

unhinged 30 days of otherkin challenge: day 22

Wildcard, I'm getting tired of writing these.

Since it's a wildcard I'm going with fun facts!

White terns, also known as Manu-o-Kū, do not build nests. They usually lay their eggs on a flat surface or in the crooks of tree branches. They also fly in an almost skipping motion.

Dholes whistle to communicate while hunting. Currently, it is unknown how they produce this whistle. Despite being one of the smaller predatory animals in their area (about the size of maybe a medium-sized dog at most), they are actually an apex predator.

Harbor seals are generally site faithful, which means they will stay in the same area for most of their lives. They are actually some of the least vocal pinnipeds, communicating mostly through body language. Harbor seals, and many other types of seals, need to come out of the water for between 7 and 12 hours every day to help regulate their body temperature.

[fuckyeahfursonas]

mghfgdmbjh intro post time

hello void that all my posts here will fall into! if anything this is an archival system for myself, really. so, my fursonas!

Kylin! wolf, she/they. unsure of creation date but at least may of 2021. best drawing ⬇️

Priya! dhole, they/them. creation date around june/july of summer 2022. best drawing ⬆️

(Image ID: a digital drawing of an anthro wolf head and neck, smiling at the viewer. She has magenta fur with a grey muzzle, neck, and inner ears. They have a dark purple nose, hair, and curved markings starting at her eyes and ending at her jaw. The background is a smudgy rainbow mess. /.End ID)

(Image ID: The second picture, on the right, is an anthro dhole laying on their stomach on a wooden dock in the sun. They have light tan fur with a white underbelly, muzzle, inner ears, and hair. Their outer ears, nose, and spots on their back and the sides of their limbs are magenta. Most of the bottom of their tail is dark brown. /.End ID)

Arun! dhole, he/him. creation date may of 2023. best drawing ⬇️

(Image ID: a pencil drawing of an anthro dhole, holding a volleyball and preparing to throw it the the viewer’s left. He is standing on his toes and smiling. His tail and the area around his nose are dark. His underbelly and lower limbs are a different colour than his back, face, and upper outer limbs. Writing near his head reads “Arun! beach boi!! 5-27-23” /.End ID)

Maeve! ragdoll cat, it/its and nys/nym/nyms/nysself. creation date also may of 2023. best drawing ⬇️

(Image ID: a pencil drawing of an anthro cat, leaning against a pole. One leg is bent to touch the pole, hands resting on its leg. Its eyes are closed and it’s slightly smiling. It wears a short, simple dress with a neckline that goes across its body like a sash. It has dark outer ears and white inner ears. It has a white triangle-ish marking on the lower half of its face and between its eyes. Its neck, chest, and belly are white. It has white “socks” on all of its limbs and its tail, the rest of its fur is light grey. Text next to the pole reads: “started & finished 1-24-24 — Maeve!!” /.End ID)

that’s all four of my sonas! i dont actually do digital art, i draw on paper and used to trace it into digital art to colour it. not anymore though.

anyway this blog is for me to dump all my furry art! i like attention, so i turn to tumblr. this blog almost certainly won’t get any followers or likes, but they’d be appreciated all the more!

also i’m a minor & use they/them! thanks UwU!

[mongreldyke]

I haven't watched Willow but if they're both knights (?) Maybe. Armour maintaining

BENREY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS

rest of the fic under the cut

i might do a part 2 if anyone else wants it i’m very obsessed with this. so much brainrot

“... Have you maintained your armor at all, Your Highness?”

“I told you to call me Kit.” It was the knee-jerk reaction Kit had whenever she heard the title from the guard’s mouth. No one else would listen to that request, it was always Your Highness, or worse, ma’am. (She didn’t know why that specifically made her skin feel wrong on her skin, like someone had plastered an ill-fitting mask across her mouth and acted like it was anything like what she truly was.) Jade, though, listened to her. Kit thinks that she’s not exactly a girl the same way Kit is. 

Jade muttered a soft apology, running the cloth she was holding down her sword in a clean swipe. “It is important, though. Infections and all that.” Before Kit could respond with something sharp (but soft, in her own way), Jade wrinkles her nose playfully. “Also, Kit, you’re rank.”

Kit spluttered. “Well, maybe-” I like being rank. That wasn’t proper to say though, even alone in the armory with this not-quite-girl, hair like a fire and eyes like the earth (Not the dark earth that would grow things, though. Her eyes were like clay, almost red in their intensity, and sharp enough to cut sometimes, but stunning in its own way). Jade would also like to be rank, she thought, to stink of hard work, to slip on the padding and think This is where I should be, and it smells of my teeth-gritted anger to boot.

But she knew if anyone caught wind of the princess saying that she would rather march out of the castle in sweaty knight’s armor instead of spending her days balancing a stupid tiara on her pretty little princess head, her mother would have her head. She bit her tongue.

Jade was perceptive, though. Probably useful skill to have in a knight-to-be (Jade found that title too presumptive. Kit thought she should have more faith in herself.)

Jade let the silence sit for a few moments, exactly the length of two swipes of the cloth on the blade; one up to the hilt, and one back down.

“I do... understand. When I was a kid I barely showered on my own.” Jade didn’t look up, and Kit couldn’t look away. One orange curl fell in front of her eyes, and she brushed it away, leaving a smear of grease on her forehead. It curved like a crescent moon, like a blade slash, and if there was little more oil it would’ve bled like one, too. “Ballantine said I smelled like one of the stable boys, and I honestly found that to be high praise.”

This was... too close. Jade was her friend, probably, but sharing anecdotes with her wasn’t a good idea. She couldn’t understand her, not really. Jade was an orphan in a different way than Kit was half-orphaned. She wouldn’t understand how the armor was styled just a bit too much like her dad’s. Her mother said she talked, snapped, quipped in the same way he did, and she knew it wasn’t a compliment. But the armor felt like home, and so did the sweat, and the blood (there was a little bit in the suit, and a cut on ribs she would never show her mother, but she might show Jade, just to gloat about the scar).

Jade might be not quite a girl like she was but she wasn’t just a little bit her father’s son like she was. She didn’t need to know about that bit yet. 

“Uh.” Kit cleared her throat, and ran  a hand up her neck (her hair came in the way, she was thinking of taking the sword to it soon if her mother kept wheedling about how the braid was more proper). “I’ll clean it. Don’t worry about it.”

Jade wicked the last of the water off of her blade, then looked up at Kit. “Do you know how to?”

Jade laughed when Kit was quiet a little bit too long. It was a nice laugh, sharp and loud. It took up space and Kit liked that about Jade. Envied her for it, maybe. “No worries, Kit.” Yes, she prefers that out of Jade’s mouth much more. “I’ll show you how to tomorrow. We’ll need the whole day, I think.” 

Kit huffed, but Jade just laughed again, and she didn’t find herself minding being laughed at, for once.

[fionajames]

Hey, Jamie! Requesting time again because…. It’s fun for both of us.

Anyways May i please have prompt #18 (i think it’s 18?) “watch me” with Wolffe and Dhole being typical siblings and stuff? Please? And your pick of adding angst or gore or fluff or whatever.

Thank you so much, sincerely, Sha 🫡

HELL YEAH I DID THIS SUPER FAST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HERE YOU GO, ITS FLUFF

AND INTRODUCING.. THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE GUARD!!!!!!!!!

TYSM SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST SHA!!!!! I HOPE YOU GET SOME SLEEP!!!!

Dhole giggled as he bounded through the streets of Spiriole, excitedly calling out Wollfe’s name. The Commander turned to him from where he was standing by the doors to the hall that the town had insisted the army stay in. “Wolffe! Wolffe!” He cried out again and the Commander sighed, dismissing the trooper he was talking with.

“Yes, Dhole?” Wolffe asked, rolling his eyes but with a fond smile. The ARC Trooper tugged off his helmet to reveal his huge grin and messy hair. 

“I have something to show you!” Dhole told him excitedly, beckoning him to join him. Wolffe rolled his eyes and put his helmet on in an attempt to hide his smile from the younger. 

Dhole led him through the winding street roads and to the outskirts where the poorer people were located. On the way, Wolffe noticed how many of them exchanged greetings, smiles and waves with Dhole, as if they were all great friends.

“Here,” Dhole told him, stopping in his tracks in front of a dark alley. Wolffe raised an eyebrow that Dhole couldn’t see. “Promise not to freak?” He reached out his pinky finger.

“Promise,” Wolffe told him playfully, interlocking their pinkies. Dhole grasped his wrist and dragged him into the alley, rounding a corner before letting out a shrill whistle. A trash can in front of them toppled over and something rolled out of it - Wolffe reached for his blaster instinctively but froze when Dhole bent down. The younger scooped up the tiny creature and turned to Wolffe, who gaped at him.

Curled up in Dhole’s arms was a puppy Charhound, its dark eyes round with adorableness. Dhole ran his fingers through the short black fur and rubbed the puppy’s ears, giving Wolffe the same eyes the puppy was giving him.

“Can I keep him?” The Clone pleaded as the puppy whimpered, curling up into Dhole’s chest closer and giving Wolffe a glimpse at the gleaming and glowing orange stripes on its belly.

“Absolutely not,” Wolffe deadpanned, refusing to meet Dhole’s wide, pleading eyes. The younger gasped and held the puppy closer to him, giving Wolffe his best huge, adorable eyes. 

“Please, Ori’vod,” he begged as he cradled the puppy. “We can’t just leave Ashling here!”

“You named the blasted thing!?” Wolffe growled, rolling his eyes as he tried to pretend his younger brother was Comet or Sinker instead - who were a lot easier to say no to. Dhole had these huge, sad eyes that no one could say no to.

“Hey!” Dhole cried out, turning his side to the older to hide the puppy. “Don’t call him that! His name is Ashling!” 

Wolffe rolled his eyes. “It’s really not up to me anyways, how do you suppose you’d sneak it on board and then into the Guard’s barracks, huh?” 

“First up,” Dhole began, shooting him a deadly glare that made Wolffe feel instantly guilty. “He’s a he not an it. Secondly, I could train him like a Mastiff!” 

Wolffe rolled his eyes again, picturing the exhausted look on Fox’s face. “I don’t think Rex or Cody would let you bring him on board.” 

“Anakin would.” 

“Yeah, well how about the Admiral?” 

“I will get him on board,” Dhole snarled, lip curled as he held Ashling close to his chest protectively. “Watch me.”

Wolffe sighed as he looked closer at the Charhound. He was unusually skinny - even for his breed - and his eyes looked droopy with exhaustion. One of Ashling’s ears was floppier than the other, and his tail fur was uneven and scraggly. “Fine.” 

“Really?!” 

“Don’t ask again, I might change my mind.”

“Heck yeah!” Dhole cheered, holding Ashling up so their noses were touching. “Here that Ashling? I’m going to take you home! You can live with me!” He giggled as the puppy licked his face happily, squealing at the feeling. 

Wolffe smiled and chuckled as he left the alley, his puppy of a brother and the puppy he’d adopted following behind him.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED

REQUEST PEOPLE!!!!!!!

[evoldir]

Fwd: Postdoc: NorthCarolinaStateU.ModelingGeneDrive

Begin forwarded message: > From: evoldir@evol.biology.mcmaster.ca > Subject: Postdoc: NorthCarolinaStateU.ModelingGeneDrive > Date: 27 November 2022 at 05:41:55 GMT > To: rdmpage@gmail.com > > > > Modeling Gene Drives for Controling Mosquito-Borne Infections > > We are looking to hire one or two postdocs to work on an NIH-funded > project on modeling gene drives for controling infections transmitted > by Aedes aegypti mosquitoes. > > BACKGROUND: > Interest in using genetically-altered mosquitoes to combat mosquito-borne > infections has grown rapidly in the wake of recent development of > CRISPR-based gene editing technology. Gene drives can be used to spread > specific transgenes into a mosquito population either to reduce its > size or to render it unable to transmit a particular pathogen. In > some situations, uncontrolled spread of a drive could be a concern, > so there is often interest in developing drives that are temporally or > spatially limited. > > OUR WORK: > Our group uses modeling techniques to explore the likelihood of success > of different approaches. We use a range of models, from simple through to > complex, in order to understand the dynamics of proposed drives and how > various biological complexities (such as density dependent population > dynamics, spatial structure and mating behavior) will impact gene > drive-based control. > > Our most detailed model simulates the spatial population dynamics and > population genetics of Ae. aegypti in a city, Iquitos, in the Amazonian > region of Peru. There are rich data sets on both mosquito dynamics and > dengue epidemiology that have been collected in this city. One important > characteristic of this mosquito is limited among-house movement and > strong population structure. > > JOB DESCRIPTIONS: > We are looking for applicants with a solid background in population > biology and population genetics who have experience with modeling and > who want to do applied research. We have some flexibility in these > positions, but ideally would like to hire one person who would work > on conceptualizing novel drive strategies and another who would focus > more on exploring the success of drives in ecologically-rich models. For > the second position, experience with C++ or related languages would be > desirable. For both positions, the ability to work independently and to > communicate effectively as a member of a team is essential. > > Our project is strengthened by collaborations with a number of labs > in the US and in Peru, and activity in the Genetic Engineering and > Society Center at NC State that examines societal aspects of novel > genetic technologies. The postdoc will interact with members of these > other research groups. If desired, there will be an opportunity for some > work in Peru and for mentoring undergraduate and graduate students. The > appointment is for two-years with the potential to write new grants for > extension beyond that period. > > Dhole S, Lloyd AL, Gould F. 2020. Gene drive dynamics in natural > populations: the importance of density-dependence, space and > sex. Annu. Rev. Ecol. Evol. Syst. 51:505–31 > > Magori K, et al. 2009. Skeeter Buster: a stochastic, spatially explicit > modeling tool for studying Aedes aegypti population replacement and > population suppression strategies. PLoS Neglected Tropical Diseases 3 > (9), e508 > > To apply: email a cover letter and CV to fred_gould@ncsu.edu AND > alun_lloyd@ncsu.edu > > Fred Gould

[peralta-guaranteed]

hc or ficlet of teddy proposing you amy again but this time jake decides enough is enough

(Read it on AO3)

“You’re probably wondering why I called you here.” Charles says in a deep, low voice.

“Are we not just having drinks?” Jake asks as he hands Rosa her beer and Charles his fruity rosé-tinted cocktail with a berry garnish.

“No! There are far more pressing matters at hand!”

Jake and Rosa clink their bottles together before the first sip, waiting for Charles to continue on his dramatic tangent, as he needs to do sometimes.

“Amy is going to a seminar in Staten Island next week.” He gives them both a deep stare.

“You might be surprised, bud, but I do know that.”

“Teddy is also going to that seminar.”

Jake stops mid-drink.

“I did not know that.”

“Neither does Amy.” Rosa cuts in. “Or she definitely woulda mentioned it.”

“He’s actually attended this seminar twice before, so I deduced that he’s not going for the learning material this time.” Charles leans back almost triumphantly.

“Yeah, it really doesn’t take a detective to figure that out.” Jake is trying to keep busy peeling the label off of his bottle, but Rosa can tell he’s clearly failing. There’s a furrow in his brow she’s rarely ever seen before.

“We have to stop him! He’s going to propose again, or do something romantic, or make a call-back to the seminar where they met, and Amy’s gonna get all confused-”

“My wife of four years and mother of my son is going to get confused by an unstable ex?” Jake’s voice is - bitter, Rosa thinks, is the best way to describe it, and she doesn’t think she’s ever heard that tone from him. Neither has Charles, it seems, because he backpedals immediately.

“Well, no, but- I mean- Amy is going to be upset- she’s been looking forward to that seminar and Teddy is going to ruin it!” He sputters, and Rosa can’t help but nod.

“And what do you suggest we do about that? We can’t keep Teddy from attending a work-thing, and I’m not going to stop Amy from going.”

“We can- we could kidnap Teddy just for the week, and then-”

“Kidnap a police officer.” Rosa interrupts again. “Because that’s gonna go over so well with the authorities.”

“Well then Jake can go to the seminar as well, and punch him out if he tries anything-”

“Yeah, because Holt’s totally not gonna be suspicious when Jake asks to go to a seminar that doesn’t involve some action training.” Rosa quips.

“I’m also not that big a fan of the idea of punching a man for, like, talking to my wife.” Jake grumbles, the label of his beer now completely gone, and only half-sounds convincing.

“It would be for love!” “It would be fucking creepy, is what it would be. Like I’m laying claim to some property or something in the most machismo-asshole way possible.”

“Yeah.” Rosa nods. “Amy’s a grown woman, she can tell him to fuck off herself, and she’s done it before. She doesn’t need us to bring chaos to her ‘fun’ little seminar.” She does sarcastic finger quotes around ‘fun’, but she also does know how much Amy is looking forward to this boring thing again - it’s her first time away from Mac on her own, and she’s planned her own trip just as meticulously as she’s planned for Jake’s stay with the kid, as if he has never taken care of his own child before, and kept her up to date on all of it in case she needs to jump in and help in any situation (which she won’t, but she might go over for a playdate anyway, just to see her godson).

Charles grumbles a bit more, something about ‘true love’ and ‘knights in shining armour’, but he drops the subject before their first round is finished and they can actually spend a nice evening together.

-*-

Rosa hands Jake a beer in return, once Charles has called it quits for the night because he has to go say goodnight to Nikolaj (Jake facetimed Amy and Mac instead and promised he’d be home soon, to which Amy rolled her eyes and said ‘Sure, babe. Tell Rosa to keep you out longer for some fun, please.’ the same way he had when Rosa had picked her up for a girls night two weeks ago).

“You okay?” She asks as she watches him peel the edge of the label almost immediately.

“Charles has really gotten into my head. I hate it when that happens.” He sighs as he lets go of the paper and drinks instead.

“Again: Amy’s a grown woman.”

“I know.” He’s fiddling with the label again after just one sip. “It’s just that all this Teddy-shit really does upset her. I mean, not in the ‘confused’ way like Charles said, which is bullshit.” The furrow is back for a second, Rosa notes. “But like… she just mulls it over in her head so much and it makes her feel like shit even if she won’t say it. I think the stunts he pulled at our wedding bothered her more than the whole thing actually being cancelled.”

Rosa nods as she takes her own first sip. She remembers Amy’s face when she realised Teddy was also at that stroller-contest thing she dragged her to. She remembers her face when they finally drove back to the precinct together too. She knows her friend, and if there’s anyone who knows her even better, it’s obviously Jake.

“So we gotta prevent that somehow.” She tries to continue the conversation without delving into Charles-level shenanigan-planning.

“”I just don’t want Amy’s first time off from Mac to suck because of some inconsiderate asshole. But I can’t exactly go along with her like Charles suggested, I have a kid to take care of, and also that idea is kinda insane.”

“Guess I gotta make sure it doesn’t suck, then.” Rosa finishes her beer and tries to ignore Jake’s gobsmacked stare at her. She doesn’t know when it happened, but at some point, apparently, she’s become willing to attend a boring seminar for Santiago.

-*-

Howzit goin

learn to write like an adult Peralta

also your wife will not stop talking about your kid

you love him

I do

but I don’t need updates on his bathing habits

no Teddy sightings yet but we’re also way too early because Amy. Keep you posted

Jake smiles at the text chain on his phone and makes a mental note to send her a picture of Mac in the tub later tonight, just to annoy her a bit more. Amy had handed the baby over to him at the precinct like she was going on a year-long world-cruise instead of just a five day overnight stay in another part of their own city, and Rosa had been standing behind her with her travel bag, rolling her eyes.

It had taken surprisingly little to convince both Amy and Holt that Rosa was actually interested enough in the seminar to join it at the last minute, and Amy had immediately included her in her itinerary, as well as offered to drive with her so she didn’t have to carry all her luggage on her motorcycle. Jake was going to owe her so, so many favours after all this.

The Mac-inna-tub picture only gets a grumbling emoji response, but she texts him again at around 9, when Mac is already fast asleep and he’s finally turned on Die Hard at the lowest possible volume to not wake him up again.

Teddy showed up

tried to say Hi (or worse) to Amy but I stared him away

going out for first day drinks with the group. I’ll keep him away. Maybe slip something into his drink.

why do I not question you having something to slip into drinks?

I can do more than just knives

don’t stay up all night watching all Die Hards. You gotta take Mac to daycare early tomorrow

Amy told me to tell you that

sure

and it’s only Die Hard 1 tonight

gonna spread them out over all the evenings

got one night left if you skip 4

The Holiday is on Netflix

you’re a good one Peralta

There’s no more updates until 11am the next morning, long after Mac has gone to daycare right on time, as he’s informed Amy via text to calm her down, and he was at the precinct only 15 minutes late this time.

Teddy pulled out the big guns

he had an actual ring this time. Looked expensive

There’s a sinking feeling in his chest, and he wonders what he should answer before his phone pings again.

I broke the ring

and the box

also his hand (‘accident’ - have to say that for liability)

anyway he’s out of the seminar now I guess because he can’t write anymore

so no need to worry

Jake tries to suppress his grin by biting his lip as he texts her back, Charles already getting a bit suspicious over him smiling at his phone constantly two desks over. He can probably explain it away by claiming he’s been messaging Amy, instead.

You’re my goddamn queen, Diaz

no

Amy is

but I definitely own your ass now too since I have to spend 4 more days in this shit place for you

There’s very few updates the rest of the week (apart from several pics of Amy either working, drinking, or lying hungover in bed in their shared hotel room - Rosa has resolved to make the whole boring thing a whole lot less boring, it seems) even as he keeps texting both ladies with Mac-updates and Mac-pictures.

Amy is all smiles and definitely not upset when they get back to the precinct and he’s already there to pick her up and hand the baby to his excited mama, and even Rosa spares a smile for the two Peralta-boys after the week she’s had.

He sidles up to her as Amy coos over her little boy giving her a hug and hello kisses.

“I really do owe you one, Rosa. Thanks.” “Dude, you owe me several.” She growls. “At least I won’t have to do that ever again. I’d say Teddy’s out of the picture now.”

“Because of one broken hand?”

“Yeah, I visited him in the hospital when he was getting his cast on. To ‘apologise’ for the injury.” Rosa grins, and even her sarcastic finger quotes seem intimidating. “Not even he’s that stupid to try and come back.”

Jake raises his fist, and Rosa reluctantly bumps it before both turn their attention back to Amy, who’s already chatting about weekend plans and offering Rosa a ride home. She takes the offer, if only to play peek-a-bo with Mac in the backseat.

[majordomo-zazu]

//Yeah The Lion King and it’s handling of hyenas is pretty shitty, but can we pour one out for dholes and the jungle book?