#mal ft. interaction

[cardinalmal]

location: serene scissors for: closed for @shadowedxcat

Glancing up at the clock mounted on the wall, Mallory rolled her eyes exasperatedly before turning back to the spray bottle and cloth she'd sat down only a moment ago. Barely 10 AM, and already we've had two cancellations she thought to herself. The flow of business wasn't something Mal had ever really worried about, especially not in her hometown of Cardinal Hill. But, recently, it had seemed as though things had been off; not just in the salon, but in the town itself. Ignoring the feeling creeping its way up her spine, Mal continued her cleaning of the salon, one eye on the door at all times for any potential passing clients or walk-in possibilities.

Just as she began to consider taking a seat and pulling out her current read the bell above the door chimed, signaling someone's presence. Turning, Mal flashed her famous 'welcome' smile and stepped towards the front, not yet having caught sight of whomever had made their way in. "Good morning, sug! Welcome! What can I do ya for today?"

[cardinalmal]

Despite the hour, after the day she'd had Mal simply couldn't stop herself from wanting- no, needing- an afternoon pick-me-up. Having awakened at 3:30 that morning for seemingly no reason (to the layperson, at least) she simply hadn't been able to get back to sleep. As usual when in that particular situation, Mal had gotten herself up and ready, gone for an early morning workout, then got ready again to go into the salon early.

And, that was where she'd been since 6:30 that morning- scrubbing, mopping, organizing, shelving, and cleaning like there was no tomorrow. While she hadn't been tired at 3:30 that morning, 11:30 proved to be a lot different, and what little energy she'd had stored from her 3 hours of sleep had been quickly depleated.

Stepping into the Ceramic Cup, the smell of fresh brewed coffee and freshly baked items overcame her, somehow serving to wake her up and lull her senses even more simultaneously. Stepping to the counter, Mal tried to ignore the nagging feeling of near-depression assaulting her senses. She'd grounded herself before leaving the shop just as she always did, but this particular energy was persistent and not something she could easily ignore. By the time she'd purchased her coffee, Mal was more than aware that this was something she would need to address should she wish to have any semblance of peace during her visit.

It took no time at all for the witch to locate the source of the energy- a woman seated alone at a table with a bowl and a baby. Without hesitation Mal made her way over and placed her coffee on the other side of the table, taking the empty seat across from the other without asking if the seat was taken. Without further adieu, Mal began speaking as if they'd known each other for years. "I'm Mallory- you can call me Mal- and I'm here to listen if you need someone to talk to. Now," she continued, holding up her hand- palm out- to stop the other from speaking just yet. "No need in attempting to convince me you're fine, or that I've lost the plot in coming to sit with you. We both know that isn't the truth. So, let's save each other the heartache, shall we, and get to the part where you tell me what's wrong?"

Open starter for @cardinalstart

Location: The Ceramic Cup

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ The Ceramic Cup smelled like warm bread and freshly brewed coffee, the kind of scent that usually settled deep in Penelope's chest, grounding her - comforting her. Today, though, even the cafe's rustic charm, the soft chatter of customers, the clinking of ceramic mugs, the hum of an old record player in the corner, felt distant, like she was peering through dirty glass.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Her spoon hovered over the bowl of tomato bisque in front of her, but she wasn't really looking at it. Her gaze was fixed on her calendar. First day of Spring. The thought alone made her stomach twist. Luigi should have called by now. She told herself she wouldn't count the days, but of course she had; it was impossible not to when the thing she'd once been terrified of losing was just out of reach, held in the silence of unanswered calls.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Gia cooed beside her, and Penelope reached over, pulling her daughter into her lap. She smiled - she really was her entire world. Penelope swallowed hard. God, she was pathetic, nearly crying into a bowl of soup in a cafe like some tragic movie character. She shifted Gia to free her hand and swiped at her own eyes, setting her jaw. No, she wouldn't do this. Not here. She took a deep breath, brushing Gia's little cheek. Maybe she'd call him. Maybe she'd -

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ NO. No. You are not doing that. He left you. Just wait for him to call for Gia. She exhaled again, shaking her head. A distraction was what she needed, something, anything, to pull her out of this spiral before she did something desperate. Her eyes flickered up, scanning the room, searching for something - or someone - to focus on before the lump in her throat became impossible to swallow. In her lap, Gia looked at her mom, smiling, oblivious to the battle waging in Penelope's mind.

[the-rogue-dragon]

❛  when was the last time you ate something?  ❜ ( from Mal )

🔥THE PRINCE TURNED HIS ATTENTION TO HIS DAUGHTER the second she entered in the library of the Keep. It was one of the locations people could easily find him, as he spent quite the time there, invested in books about dragons and their dragonlords. His attention was usually trying to find more and more information about the survival of the eggs, and how to prevent them from becoming stone.

As he was focused in the reading, he had avoided leaving the library much, except to use the privy. But food and wine had not been tasted for hours, ever since breakfast. By the candles around - that those who helped the Maester had lit in the room - he knew it was late, yet he hasn't stopped investigating. Taking notes from old tomes that no one truly paid much attention to.

It wasn't until Mal walked in that he realized how he never took a pause. "Probably since breakfast." He answered not truly bothered by being interrupted by his eldest. "I have been quite distracted with these books." He explained what was obvious. "Do you need anything, dārilaros?"

[techs-ass]

Shark Sundays: Epaulette Shark

Hello, hello! Welcome to my Shark Sundays post where every week I let people pick a shark that I then just kind of info dump about on Sundays. This week's shark winner is the Epaulette shark!

Now, please remain seated for the whole ride and try not to throw popcorn at the narrator, they're very sensitive.

Conservation Status: Least Concerned

This adorable little sea pup is the Epaulette shark or Hemiscyllium ocellatum! Their base body color is a creamy or slightly brownish hue and marked with widely spaced dark brown spots. The Epaulette shark gets its name from the very large, white-margined black spot behind each pectoral fin, which kinda looks like decorative military epaulettes. These little guys are one of the smaller species of sharks growing at a maximum of 27 to 35 inches long (70-90 cm) and living for around 20 to 25 years. They can be found in shallow tropical water at around the depth of 131 ft. (40 m) in the western Pacific Ocean usually near New Guinea and Australia.

The Epaulette shark feeds at low tide and is most active during dusk and dawn. They hunt for food by pushing their snout into the sand and shuffling around, once the prey is located they will thrash their body around to catch it. The way they chew their food is actually kinda cute as they'll chew it with little bits sticking out of their mouth. Speaking of prey and eating, these guys eat things that are somehow tinier than they are, mostly feeding on crustaceans, small fish, and polychaete worms. The adults will usually eat shrimp and crabs while the juveniles will mostly eat worms and fish. Though both of them use suction feeding!

Now because these little cuties are usually found in warm, shallow waters they regularly interact with humans. If you happen to see one in the water, don't panic! The most these guys might do is nip at your toes if you wiggle 'em too much but otherwise, they're completely harmless and have no recorded attacks on humans.

Fun Fact: Some Epaulettes are actually kept as pets. They thrive pretty well in smaller environments and are relatively docile besides the occasional little bite to their caretakers.

Now that we've gotten past the basics now I can tell you about the most fascinating thing about Epaulettes. Are you ready? Cause you gotta be ready for this fact. It's a really cool fact. Are you sitting down? Not drinking anything? Ok, ok here it is:

Epaulette sharks can walk on dry land for up to 98 ft. (30 m) and survive hypoxia - a deficiency of oxygen- for two. whole. hours.

Yeah, you read that correctly. The Epaulette SHARK can walk!!! on land!!! Look at this gif and tell me it's not the coolest shit you've ever seen.

Look at him go!! AHH!! *shakes you aggressively* WE ARE LITERALLY WATCHING A MARINE ANIMAL GO THROUGH THE EVOLUTION OF LEARNING TO WALK ON LAND!!! IT COULD POSSIBLY EVOLVE TO BE A FULL LAND ANIMAL WITHIN 30 TO 40 YEARS!!!!

*ahem* Now you may be asking, "But Mal, why are they walking on land?" Well, there are multiple answers to this question. The main one is that they do this to get from tide pool to tide pool allowing them to access new pools to forage for food, or tidepools with better-oxygenated water. They also use this little talent to evade predators! As y'know, other sharks and large fish can't walk on land like this absolute Chad. Scientists believe that with the effects of climate change, this ability will help them to survive drastic changes to their environments.

Speaking of survival, let's talk about the Epaulette's conservation status. Thankfully for these little guys, the IUCN Red List has them as a species under "least concern" This means that there's nothing that really poses any major risk to their species and they're relatively abundant. They do, of course, have natural predators but because it has no value as a commercial food fish and is not considered a sport fish, the Epaulette isn't really targeted by humans except for the aquarium trade. So if you're favorite shark is the Epaulette then you've got pretty much nothing to worry about as the Epaulette's are happy and thriving!

This doesn't mean that humans pose no threat to the Epaulette. Our actions still have a huge impact on their lives! From overfishing to reef destruction, and how toxic the exotic trade can be, we still have to be careful. It's important that we recognize our actions have consequences and not just on us. It's our job to spread awareness and hold each other accountable (especially big corporations who cause most of the damage.)

Aaaand this concludes this week, Shark Sundays! I do hope you enjoyed reading about this cute shark and I hope you learned something new! Thank you so much for stopping by <3 If you want to be put on the tag list for Shark Sundays (including the polls to vote for which shark you want to read about next!) then just let me know in the comments or reblogs!

Tgalist:

[ratsoh-writes]

Masterlist 34

(****) = suggestive

General

the longest they've gone without doing the do (lf ot)******

most excited to go on a rollercoaster

SO wants company when upset, but doesn't want to talk (fs ut sf)

crush asks to pet their gaster blaster (lf st ul)

their favorite flower/fruit goes extinct (farmers + dt)

the rich boys have a SO who isn't used to money being spent on them (lf drt)

hogwarts houses (uw ht flt bt)

when their shop got broken into

his pet traps SO

crush accidentally burns themselves (ut uf ht)

SO is affectionate after he wrecks them (ut uf hf ht fsg)****

his pp gets bigger/smaller (gears maple)*****

alien invasion (sf hfm tt dt)

SO is temporarily blind

SO can flirt but cant be flirted with (mf lf lsf uf)

SO jokes his dong is too big (nt ft)****

SO wears thigh highs and his shirt (lf mf +brothels)****

they're cursed with the truth (marcelo papyrus captain chaos red)

the bauble and flavor siblings home

wedding vows (fsg fsr)

gaster comes back from the dead

doing a presentation (nt ff hfm fs sf)

gay sex wins, fatality (brothels + fsg lf)**

monkey paw clown nose

he's cursed to speak backwards for a week

board games (brothel + bf fs)

pigs blood (drf tht fs ss lf)

non sexual intimacies (brothel + fs bf)

kid comes home with disrespectful date

object becomes sentient (flt ss gt hfm bs)

voice actor SO (uf lsf mf lf fsg)

karen fights for them (basil Sugar, Pluto, Peaches, Cider, Compass, Sparks, Finn, Quill and Papaya)

their brother is lv sick (fsg sf)

first date (cash mutt weasel pesto gold coffee)

tv laugh track (tht ut)

SO has vertigo (bf + brothel)

SO has a cursed job (ut bbt os)

crush accidentally burns themselves (ht uf ut)

SO is dazed after getting railed lol (ut uf ht hf fsg)****

Interactions

how the ut uf us bros handled meeting their horror counterparts

Worldbuilding

what was wines and coffees mother like?

the horrorfell civil war

strongest and weakest ten update

other heat cycle species seasons**

more snail breeds

how the old farm aus are doing without the monsters

temmies children kevin

difference between fae born monsters and normal ones

night sky in ebott

can skeletons choke

Heat changes (all)****

How many fingers to kitsune have. And more wing info for birdtale

spunions axelaterals and lavender quarts

sky serpents, and what form do slime monsters take

how does one become a prince

pet taxes and registration

animal bias and needlecones

fire elementals dealing with rain and ebotts grade system

why is dual colored magic "ugly"

ogres swiftees bugbear

skeleton bones vs human bones + how breaks heal

how smooshable are the skeletons (featuring quill)

fortune telling?

most common ecto color (all monster types)

whos now the main mafia? (rps only)

common monster names

train system

EBOTT MAP first draft + where the skeletons live

more random monster behaviors

side characters

juniper devi argo

blight dwight their parents

more rich b*tches

Damocles Cassia (and vlock info)

Diane Swann (and vila info)

Royals

MEET THE ROYALS

what they look like

vamp and duchess' mates

Poseidon and Salacia's children

Undertale

sans kid is a changeling

fellswap red

mutt and oblivious SO

swapfell

mal and vila SO

cash and oblivious SO

Mafias

roulette comes back from the dead

angst

bruisers SO reveals they're a selkie

maid SO**

flavortale

taffy gets cheated on

Hadaltale

silex gets cheated on

outertale

Jupiter gets cheated on

fellswap gold

if wine and coffees mother had survived

coffees braces

the brothel

do they regret taking the lust serum?

did they have to take the lust serum

[hedda-o]

Soltó una risa breve, sin alegría, más por la agudeza de su voz que por verdadero humor. “¿asco?” repitió con una voz apenas más alta que un susurro, como si estuviera saboreando la palabra, evaluándola. “so sé si asco… pero definitivamente hay algo de eso. Algo rancio, como flores marchitas que insisten en perfumar la habitación.” se apartó de la baranda con elegancia felina, alisando la falda larga de su vestido negro —sin adornos, sin pretensión, pero perfectamente entallado— y caminó con calma en dirección a uno de los establos, sin dejar de hablar. “todos actúan como si el dolor fuera una competencia silenciosa que hay que ganar para conservar relevancia. No lloran por Astor, lloran por lo que su muerte les quitó: poder, favores, seguridad y claro, un par de apariciones en la prensa con su mejor ángulo.” ladeó el rostro apenas, lo suficiente para mirar a la joven por sobre el hombro, una sonrisa casi perezosa en los labios. “pero al menos tú tienes la decencia de no fingir.” al escuchar lo del culto, su expresión se endureció un poco, aunque sin perder la calma. Se detuvo cerca de un cubo de agua y observó su superficie como si ahí pudiera leerse algo más profundo. “sí, me crucé con ellos, uno me preguntó si era verdad que Astor creía en la inmortalidad del alma a través de rituales de sangre...casi me atraganto con la mimosa.” hizo una pausa, luego se giró por completo hacia ella, acercándose con el mismo aire tranquilo con el que una marea cubre la costa. “están desesperados por una historia. Lo que sea que pueda convertir una muerte en mito y si ese mito involucra velas, túnicas y puertas cerradas… mejor.” alzó sus hombros “y lo peor es que no los culpo porque… ¿y si sí? ¿y si esto no es solo una muerte, sino el principio de algo más podrido? Algo que estaba fermentando hace años y apenas ahora se derrama.” su tono bajó, casi confidencial, y sus ojos se clavaron en los de la joven con una intensidad glacial. “¿tú qué crees? ¿Astor murió solo por traicionar a alguien… o por que sabía demasiado?”

' entonces suenan como mejor compañía que el noventa por ciento de las personas que están en este sitio ' todos lamentándose, forzando el llanto y esperando que hicieras lo mismo ¿no se cansaban? ella se sentía agotada solamente de verlo ' tampoco acusan ' añade dejando salir un suspiro y caminando dentro de aquel lugar con cuidado, nunca fue amiga de los caballos, su hermana signe era la deportista, la que hacía equitación y demás, ella se encargaba solo de admirar desde la distancia las habilidades de la mayor. ' ¿por qué? ¿tú llevas el drama contigo? ' cuestiona arqueando una de sus cejas, cierta diversión acompañando sus palabras. lo siguiente le arranca un cansino suspiro, su ceño se frunce inevitablemente ' ¿no te da un poco de asco? ' inquiere ' la forma en la que todos están intentando lavarse la cara y mostrarse afligidos y dolidos por la muerte de astor ' risa irónica abandona sus labios ' debe ser agotador esforzarse tanto por demostrar algo ' se cruza de brazos, orbes verdes se despegan de los animales solo para dirigirlos a su interlocutora, expectante a la opinión contraria. ' mhm... ' se queda en silencio por un instante y su dedo índice viaja a propio mentón, como quien estaba realmente pensando lo que respondería ' en eso también te voy a decepcionar, más allá de los golpes de pecho y los mil credos que escuché no parece estar sucediendo nada interesante ' hace una pequeña pausa ' ¿ya te encontraste con los periodistas? es gracioso como estamos todos aquí supuestamente lamentando una pérdida y ellos están allá afuera hablando de un culto ' niega un par de veces ' aunque puedo entender de donde lo sacan '.

[cardinalmal]

location: hometown grocers for: closed for @wcirdo

"Thank you sug, have a great day!" Mallory commented to the cashier behind the counter, giving a final nod before adding, "And don't forget to give the salon a call this week- if I let you walk around too much longer with those roots of yours showing, I'll lose business!" Chuckling, she shook her head and began making her way out of the store. Just as she stepped out over the threshold, Mal felt a bit of give at the bottom of the paper grocery bag she was carrying. While she did her best to act quickly, she barely had the time to utter the word "shit" under her breath before the bottom of the back burst, sending her freshly bought bread and produce scattering along the sidewalk. "Oh for fuck's sake!" Mal exclaimed, pressing the heel of a hand to her forehead. Just as she bent to begin collecting her items, the appearance of a nearby figure drew her attention. "You know, I would make some comment about me and my clumsiness, but this time....I think I'll blame the bag." She said with a laugh and a shrug. "You wouldn't mind helping a girl out, would you?" She asked, gesturing to the orange that had rolled its way halfway down the walk.

[antihcroes]

@inspotlight liked for a taylor swift lyrical starter!

never grow up

"it's so much colder than i thought it would be."

[solhcir-a]

@lcstupstate​ liked for some stells! liability - lorde 

“i’m a little much for everyone.” 

[drkatjones]

Do they at least have a nice voice? Either way, I appreciate you connecting us, I don't know a lot about the culture but I know it is a vibrant way of life and I have always been curious.

You don't have to be a furry to be Scooby for Halloween but c'mon now. It'd probably be way more fun to have one. This one I know is an inspirational speaker in their free-time and loves the sound of their own voice, I can hook you up.

[soiggne]

     “  ¿Puedes creerlo?  ”  Inquirió a las facciones conocidas en lo que alzaba su rostro por primera vez luego de haberse sentado frente a aquel plato de ensalada, estableciendo contacto visual con la otra fémina entre lo que meneaba su cabeza de lado a lado con su natural delicadeza, negando.  “  Porque yo no, aún no creo que no soy la suprema,  ”  Y aquello se notaba, cualquiera que conociera a la fémina sabía que np era normal en la misma la ingesta de comida tan rápida y en aquellas dimensiones ( porque en el día había comido patatas fritas, dos McFlurrys y, por supuesto, una hamburguesa, pero la ensalada que comía ahora lo haría más ligero o eso pensaba ella ).  “  esa noticia me hizo tartamudear por un momento.  ”  Finalizó en lo que volvía a meter su cabeza en aquel recipiente de la ensalada, llenando su boca de inmediato con aquellos verdes. Sus palabras anteriores, una referencia directa y algo graciosa de su primera interacción con la otra fémina, un intento de así alivianar su ansiedad y el agujero negro que ésta plantaba en el interior de su estómago.                  @alaztlan​

[the-rogue-dragon]

@adversitybloomed Mal sent;

❛ so my Mhysa sent me a Raven... you should read it... ❜

🔥NIGHT WAS FALLING OVER KING'S LANDING AND the Prince of the city was sitting by the fire of his chambers, reading an old book about dragonlore. His attention was completely turned on the words carefully written by dragonriders who were as old as Old Valyria itself, way before the Doom. The book had come from Asshai in his last travel to the Shadow Lands, the same travel that found him adopting a young girl, as his daughter.

He was so wrapped by the story that left him open and vulnerable to be surprised, which was exactly what happened the second Mal entered his chambers, saying something about a raven. A letter from her mother. Interesting. Pausing he closed the book after leaving a mark on the pages to know where he had stopped reading, and looked up at his daughter. "What is it?" The question was rhetorical as he knew the answer would be in the words written by his former lover.

Holding the letter in his hand, he took a moment to read carefully the message. Some parts were directed to her daughter, some to him. A part of him was not surprised by the news, and was actually glad with the outcome. "I should have known." He sighed looking up at her. "I had a feeling this was true, but when I asked she did not tell me. You have features of our House, I only needed her confirmation." But then he remembered what Mal had said about her father, and he got up. "I know that you think I just abandoned you, I never knew... I would have stayed if she'd told me."

[souriisms]

@arthuriantold​​ gets a shitload of starters!

“ life's a test. ”

[quietlyblooms-gone]

sasume's voice breaks the silence, interrupting chiyo's brooding, and the artist glances at her with a furrowed brow. she understands sasume is trying again to comfort her, soothe her wounded ego, yet frustration flares within her chest. to have her reservations about violence wasn't a bad thing once upon a time -- in her own world, it was perfectly normal and not at all problematic to dislike it. but here? it may not bad, but it is inconvenient. it isn't practical to be so unnerved by blood and blades in a world where a traitor king leads an army of undead. it isn't practical when chiyo is supposed to be some sort of chosen, a god's champion, someone to help lead the fight against a daunting enemy.

it's a joke. she's a joke, and chiyo would rather sasume not pretend that the situation is okay when it really isn't. chiyo crumbled under the pressure. there's nothing okay about that.

" i appreciate the sentiment, " she begins, and it's hard to soften her sharp tone. it's not right to direct her anger towards sasume; she's only tried to help. " but while it isn't bad, you have to admit it's a problem. the only reason our situation isn't worse is because i happened to be with you. anyone else might have bled out because i couldn't manage a simple spell. "

the words are bitter on her tongue. chiyo purses her lips and ducks under a branch, looks back at sasume. " i know you're trying to be kind, but right now... well, it's worse than chewing me out. "

Sasume can't remember the last time she's taken the hand of someone other than the rare wayward child. But she can hardly rebuff Chiyo here, now. And so she takes Chiyo's hand, despite how she doesn't need it and how it rankles her own pride.

She just hums vaguely in acknowledgement, using her off hand to form an ice bird and send it off to the other half of their party. It can't do much, besides that, maybe help them regroup, but at least it's a clear sign they're safe.

Mulling over her words would be an overstatement, but... she doesn't stop thinking about them. That she should probably say something. Highlight how they're different and how that's not bad, that being different from her is good, but she knows enough to know that'd distract from the point, make Chiyo worry about her instead at best.

"...It's not... bad," she says eventually, hesitant. Stops. Pries her tongue into moving again. "To be unsettled by violence. You're supposed to be."

[rottncores]

butterflies  flit  around  her  stomach  as  she  sees  lily  kotas  across  the  way.  mal  has  been  avoiding  meeting  her  ever  since  hades  had  made  her  aware  of  her  half  sister’s  existence.   it  wasn’t  that  she  didn’t  want  to  meet  her ...  on  the  contrary ,    she  would  love  to  have  a  sister  in  her  life.  it  was  just  the  opening  herself  up  to  the  possibility  that  lily  didn’t.  mal  took  a  deep  breath  as  she  began  shakily  walking  over  to  the  other  girl.  no  turning  back  now.   ‘  hi... ‘   her  voice  comes  out  quieter  than  she  intends ,  so  she  clears  her  throat.   ‘  i um -- i’m mal. i’m not sure if you knew that.. ’  this  is  off  to  a  great  start...  ‘  i  wanted  to  introduce  myself  because  ...  well... ‘   did  she  know?   maybe  this  was  a  mistake.  ‘  we’re  technically family  and  all... ‘  ft .  @heirthrones​

[hcdonvstic]

closed : @gintcnics​

mal reached over to his fourth glass of whiskey, taking a swig as his face crumpled up in disgust. “hey, no-no. i’ll tell ya a fuckin’ secret,” mal hiccuped, leaning over the bar. “i fuckin’ hate whiskey. i only drink it ‘cuz it looks cool.” he chuckled to himself, taking another big gulp. “you’ll keep my secret, won’t you, no-no?” he whined, “you’re a good guy. i fuckin’ love you.”